tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64146807644801891902024-03-13T12:46:08.064-07:00Clarke with an "E"Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.comBlogger118125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-19475245004760667042012-04-15T15:55:00.003-07:002012-04-15T16:30:23.701-07:00BYU Luau 2012<div style="text-align: center;">I've been terrible at posting things that aren't baby related. Sorry. I always got kind of bugged about pregnant girls that never talked about anything BUT their pregnancy and I have totally become one. I have since repented and realized that it is really hard to think about anything else when you it is happening to you, and especially if it is your first child.</div><div style="text-align: center;">With that said, here is my first non-pregnancy post. </div><div style="text-align: center;">About two weeks ago, I danced in BYU Luau! I didn't dance last year because, let's face it, there was no way I was getting up at 6:30 every saturday. But, I love doing it and this year was especially great. Our section leaders announced that we were dancing to Ka Manu/ Manu O'o this year by Na Palapalai. I LOVE this song and I have always wanted to learn the hula for it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here I am in the very back. I was the second to tallest girl, so they put me there, but I was still pretty visible. </div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFshR3oQsMo/T4tWmTIua2I/AAAAAAAABtE/-PsyfFNEYr8/s1600/IMG_2984.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFshR3oQsMo/T4tWmTIua2I/AAAAAAAABtE/-PsyfFNEYr8/s400/IMG_2984.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731770166730976098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">After the whole thing was finished, we all had to get back on stage and sing this song they wrote for Luau. Only a handful of people knew the words and I was not one of them. That might explain the ecstatic look on my face.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6g6D1YJGm-o/T4tWlrDfMmI/AAAAAAAABs8/78RNQ6QcVHQ/s1600/IMG_3117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6g6D1YJGm-o/T4tWlrDfMmI/AAAAAAAABs8/78RNQ6QcVHQ/s400/IMG_3117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731770155971588706" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The last number of Hawaii section was really nice too. I found this picture on facebook, ain't it pretty?</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXmCwTzecy4/T4tWlHEn7xI/AAAAAAAABsw/rn8Q_qyZOdM/s1600/563412_10150772996563092_774433091_11597412_489127410_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXmCwTzecy4/T4tWlHEn7xI/AAAAAAAABsw/rn8Q_qyZOdM/s400/563412_10150772996563092_774433091_11597412_489127410_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731770146312679186" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This was my last Luau. It was a little bittersweet but I am excited for Harris and I to move onto the next stage of our lives. Hopefully I can find a halau wherever we end up!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-83707696120477525542012-03-30T20:17:00.003-07:002012-03-30T20:33:35.804-07:00It's Official!<div style="text-align: center;">We had our first ultrasound yesterday and we are happy to report that we are having a baby BOY!</div><div style="text-align: center;">He is happy and healthy and the ultrasound tech said that everything looks completely normal. Here is his head and arm. I kinda like that you can see his tiny ear. </div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8KDfx2qrd8/T3Z4Yc8RdFI/AAAAAAAABsA/hm7tCSdjfLI/s1600/IMAG0478.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8KDfx2qrd8/T3Z4Yc8RdFI/AAAAAAAABsA/hm7tCSdjfLI/s400/IMAG0478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725896337729352786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is his profile shot.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8LbUhQYrZs/T3Z4X8t5TUI/AAAAAAAABr0/h8vgx74t_Ec/s1600/IMAG0477.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8LbUhQYrZs/T3Z4X8t5TUI/AAAAAAAABr0/h8vgx74t_Ec/s400/IMAG0477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725896329079115074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Tiny baby feet!</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmGbsJIBr4o/T3Z4XvVkYUI/AAAAAAAABro/mZpvXNBdgmU/s1600/IMAG0476.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmGbsJIBr4o/T3Z4XvVkYUI/AAAAAAAABro/mZpvXNBdgmU/s400/IMAG0476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725896325487419714" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">After the tech measured everything she got this great shot of him sitting right on the probe thing. I looked at the screen and I said, "that's a boy isn't it?" She said, "yes it's a boy!" We were so excited and Harris was just beaming the entire time. </div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3oPL-wmnzs/T3Z4XDscXwI/AAAAAAAABrc/yOaxPrRLyEo/s1600/IMAG0475.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3oPL-wmnzs/T3Z4XDscXwI/AAAAAAAABrc/yOaxPrRLyEo/s400/IMAG0475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725896313772203778" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We are so excited to meet our son!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-51325446322141778702012-02-29T11:31:00.004-08:002012-02-29T11:47:45.973-08:00Little Kicks<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey peeps. Hey. On Saturday night, Harris and I were over at a friend's house and we were watching the Incredible Hulk. We had just had root beer floats and all my stomach gurgling had subsided. All of the sudden I felt a tiny little flutter in my lower abdomen on my side. I whispered to Harris that the baby had moved and he just kinda smiled at me and said, "cool." I didn't mind too much that he had that response since I didn't want to freak out in the middle of a movie we were watching with other people and I'd been saying, "I think that was the baby, but I'm not sure," for days. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Later in the car, I told him that it was definitely the b</div><div style="text-align: center;">aby and he got really excited. It was such a cool feeling and I felt like the baby was saying hi to me.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been trying to talk to the baby a little bit. Apparently it can hear my voice so I just say things like, "ok baby, lets go to the bathroom," or "time to do the dishes baby." I know its dumb, but I like it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I haven't felt it again yet, but apparently I won't for </div><div style="text-align: center;">like another week or so. I am only 15 weeks which is pretty early to feel the baby, but not unheard of.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtQvi6MF8sI/T06AbNzlSCI/AAAAAAAABrM/TpKsPrnOGGM/s400/belly-baby-foot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714646182230575138" /><div style="text-align: center;">Obviously, this is not me. I look no where near like this. I am barely showing at all, but this was the best picture I could find to illustrate a little kicking baby.</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-37224807499236355092012-01-25T18:19:00.000-08:002012-01-25T20:55:15.583-08:001+2=3<div style="text-align: center;">Notice anything different about me?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4zVowqZeGg/TyC4kt_xl5I/AAAAAAAABq4/iKgeO_dR_Ro/s1600/1326993314448.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4zVowqZeGg/TyC4kt_xl5I/AAAAAAAABq4/iKgeO_dR_Ro/s400/1326993314448.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760069212936082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Of course you don't. That's because nothing on the outside has changed but on the inside I am 10 weeks PREGNANT!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">That's right, we are expecting little baby Clarke on August 19th and we couldn't be more thrilled! </div><div style="text-align: center;">So far, we have been to one doctor's appointment which was pretty informative and they just made sure our little dragon (that is the baby's nickname) was actually nine weeks. Our next appointment is scheduled for Feb. 16th. I think they will let us hear the heartbeat and do our first ultrasound.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I went off birth control in November and I seriously didn't expect to get pregnant so fast, but so happy that I did. I took the test on a saturday morning while Harris was still sleeping. When I read the result I was elated. I woke Harris up and gave him the positive test (don't worry, I made sure it was clean) wrapped in a onesie that I had drawn on. (I had one left over from a baby shower I threw for a friend.)</div><div style="text-align: center;">He was SO excited and I know he will make a great Daddy. He is already so focused and has been such a great nurse. He runs to the store to get me food I'm craving, (yogurt) makes me dinner, makes sure I take my vitamin and all that good stuff. He is the best husband I could ever ask for.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uihLXDQIUVg/TyC4kaBEEzI/AAAAAAAABqo/Yd9X1wl444k/s1600/IMAG0399.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uihLXDQIUVg/TyC4kaBEEzI/AAAAAAAABqo/Yd9X1wl444k/s400/IMAG0399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760063849632562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We feel so blessed to have this new baby coming into our family. It is amazing how our lives have completely changed since we found out, but for the better. I feel like we are more on track and we have a good plan going. We couldn't be more excited and we can't wait to meet baby Clarke!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-85090672250847162872012-01-16T22:41:00.001-08:002012-01-16T22:48:42.648-08:00Museums<div style="text-align: center;">Harris and I spent Christmas in DC this year. One thing I really wanted to do was go to the Smithsonian. It was a very fun day. We went to the museum if natural history, the Air and Space museum and the main smithsonian (pictured below).</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xFCPxWlUi0/TxUYhmVoqTI/AAAAAAAABqA/q8wPD8oTLk8/s1600/IMG_1541.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xFCPxWlUi0/TxUYhmVoqTI/AAAAAAAABqA/q8wPD8oTLk8/s400/IMG_1541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698487869013272882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Spirit of St. Louis! (Do you know why this plane is famous? I'll give major points if you do, I didn't :/ ).</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JD1IT9nw7lw/TxUYg3ZT2cI/AAAAAAAABp0/efNSk7RERP0/s1600/IMG_1528.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JD1IT9nw7lw/TxUYg3ZT2cI/AAAAAAAABp0/efNSk7RERP0/s400/IMG_1528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698487856412219842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klqVrhO5yOM/TxUYgvBbzUI/AAAAAAAABpo/h09kfDvWXQg/s1600/IMG_1526.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klqVrhO5yOM/TxUYgvBbzUI/AAAAAAAABpo/h09kfDvWXQg/s400/IMG_1526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698487854164593986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">DC is a very fun city and it is always fun to see something new when we visit!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-22681041908491290542012-01-10T21:37:00.000-08:002012-01-10T21:47:18.120-08:00Mayra's Shower<div style="text-align: center;">My computer has been seriously out of commission since thanksgiving but thanks to my dear husband I'm back to blogging. Mayra's shower was at the beginning of December and I threw it at my house. We did the traditional games like the toilet paper bride and such and also decorated some panties for Mayra to wear on her big night.</div><div style="text-align: center;">When I went to the store I just bought the cheapest pack I could find and low and behold, they were granny panties. I laughed out loud when I opened them but figured it'd be a bigger canvas. We had a great time decorating those drawers. (Just imagine what Lexie can do with some fabric markers and scissors and you've got yourself a good time.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">wrapping up the bride to be</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3AXMvqi1zCo/Tw0guROKoGI/AAAAAAAABpc/12DNRnolHtI/s1600/IMG_1516.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3AXMvqi1zCo/Tw0guROKoGI/AAAAAAAABpc/12DNRnolHtI/s400/IMG_1516.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696245082962436194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Lovely Lee Ladies</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVC8q0pOraI/Tw0gmM1lVAI/AAAAAAAABpQ/M2He0JngEAQ/s1600/IMG_1518.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVC8q0pOraI/Tw0gmM1lVAI/AAAAAAAABpQ/M2He0JngEAQ/s400/IMG_1518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696244944346633218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The finished product</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpLkCWhx_fc/Tw0glUHfKkI/AAAAAAAABpE/62iAi6H7BCE/s1600/IMG_1519.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpLkCWhx_fc/Tw0glUHfKkI/AAAAAAAABpE/62iAi6H7BCE/s400/IMG_1519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696244929120905794" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The designers</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lo5tQ4n2yMM/Tw0gk1pTq2I/AAAAAAAABo4/p40TyPYb6Uc/s1600/IMG_1521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lo5tQ4n2yMM/Tw0gk1pTq2I/AAAAAAAABo4/p40TyPYb6Uc/s400/IMG_1521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696244920941259618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It was a lovely shower and I got to know Mayra a little better. She is just a peach and I love having her in our family!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-67408347746751754422011-11-21T19:19:00.000-08:002011-11-22T00:40:27.648-08:00Lark and Kyle<div style="text-align: center;">I recently got to be the florist for a friend's wedding and it was so fun! I made the bridal bouquet, centerpieces and aisle arrangements. It was really simple, everything was just babies breath but it was nice to learn the process with something so easy but beautiful!</div><div style="text-align: center;">This was the hall where they had the ring ceremony.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyqsJVjdddE/TsteIfl1khI/AAAAAAAABoo/NAGQ_aKuLw8/s1600/IMG_1493.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyqsJVjdddE/TsteIfl1khI/AAAAAAAABoo/NAGQ_aKuLw8/s400/IMG_1493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677735255242805778" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The aisle arrangements tied to the chairs.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ssz_D9i6el4/TsteH6PETwI/AAAAAAAABoc/4O9ViAoYSRQ/s1600/IMG_1494.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ssz_D9i6el4/TsteH6PETwI/AAAAAAAABoc/4O9ViAoYSRQ/s400/IMG_1494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677735245215190786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGlUZl_Gad4/TstdlgrSLiI/AAAAAAAABoQ/btUIXVQ3aFs/s1600/IMG_1496.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGlUZl_Gad4/TstdlgrSLiI/AAAAAAAABoQ/btUIXVQ3aFs/s400/IMG_1496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677734654238666274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Unfortunately I didn't get a good picture of the bouquet when it was fresh. This is at the end of the day and it had been through a lot, but I was really proud of it. :)</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi5a4E1oRC4/TsscDijg8zI/AAAAAAAABoE/0gwk_dVNWyM/s1600/IMG_1500.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi5a4E1oRC4/TsscDijg8zI/AAAAAAAABoE/0gwk_dVNWyM/s400/IMG_1500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677662602371593010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The reception hall, the centerpieces were really simple but they turned out pretty nice.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6NK0cj8E8_Y/TsscDG20FKI/AAAAAAAABn4/e3vdGoa_mG0/s1600/IMG_1503.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6NK0cj8E8_Y/TsscDG20FKI/AAAAAAAABn4/e3vdGoa_mG0/s400/IMG_1503.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677662594936345762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I did a couple of arrangements for the entrance as well.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jqaw_d4igbA/TssZFiugWnI/AAAAAAAABns/jCf0cHdi0bU/s1600/IMG_1506.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jqaw_d4igbA/TssZFiugWnI/AAAAAAAABns/jCf0cHdi0bU/s400/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677659338242546290" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Lark and Kyle are such a cute couple and it was a pleasure to do their flowers! I also made Kyle's Boutonniere. They were wonderful and I wish them all the best! </div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-16887528072453509332011-11-09T22:49:00.000-08:002011-11-09T22:58:58.135-08:00Avocado Fries<div style="text-align: center;">I've been wanting to blog about this for a long time. This is one of my latest favorite recipes. I never really bought avocados much until I saw this! They are so delicious and super easy! I am getting hungry just looking at them.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_fIbOsTJfw/Trt0n5GNEkI/AAAAAAAABm8/LWenr3134jA/s1600/IMG_1404.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_fIbOsTJfw/Trt0n5GNEkI/AAAAAAAABm8/LWenr3134jA/s400/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673256384293835330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">So here's the recipe:</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 avocado </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 egg</div><div style="text-align: center;">panko</div><div style="text-align: center;">canola oil</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Slice the avocado into thin strips and skin it. Put the egg and panko into separate bowls and stir up the egg. Dip each strip into the egg and then coat each strip in the panko. Make sure it is covered generously. Once all the strips have been coated fry the avocado on the stove top in the oil until golden brown. Set avocados on a paper towel and lightly salt them. Once somewhat cool, enjoy!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-25143207626374049062011-11-04T21:02:00.000-07:002011-11-04T21:33:52.792-07:00A Very Harry Halloween<div style="text-align: center;">Harry and I celebrated Halloween on Saturday since we had our ward party. Last year we were engaged and went to a crazy college party and this year we handed out candy to little children in the church. We are married. But it was so much fun!</div><div style="text-align: center;">We dressed up as Harry Potter and Hermione (or Cho Chang, I couldn't decide.) Harry's dad was also in town and was a very good sport about being Dumbledore. My only regret is forgetting to take a picture of him.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QoIi05nxOU/TrS6uFXDXWI/AAAAAAAABmw/z_UU2RemZTE/s1600/IMG_1476.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QoIi05nxOU/TrS6uFXDXWI/AAAAAAAABmw/z_UU2RemZTE/s400/IMG_1476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671363131641912674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I made Harry's glasses out of pipe cleaner. I loved calling him Harry all night, because it's not at all out of the norm but he really WAS Harry!</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4ctuxv8sy8/TrS6YyMCTBI/AAAAAAAABmk/jL4wAPuONOU/s1600/IMG_1475.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4ctuxv8sy8/TrS6YyMCTBI/AAAAAAAABmk/jL4wAPuONOU/s400/IMG_1475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671362765718178834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Harris carved a Harry Potter pumpkin at my request and he did it completely free hand! (A little Harris T. trivia for you, he really enjoys drawing and painting.) We had this sitting outside our door and had the Harry Potter theme song playing as we passed out candy. We pretty much ruled that hallway.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttO1b1yGdF4/TrS6Fpu3bWI/AAAAAAAABmY/qxO54eUEEDk/s1600/IMG_1473.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttO1b1yGdF4/TrS6Fpu3bWI/AAAAAAAABmY/qxO54eUEEDk/s400/IMG_1473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671362437030833506" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Some of our favorite costumes from the ward, The Jimenez family won.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BoyE8JPyD0/TrS6FV2q7mI/AAAAAAAABmM/jAGfXWlMJH8/s1600/IMG_1472.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BoyE8JPyD0/TrS6FV2q7mI/AAAAAAAABmM/jAGfXWlMJH8/s400/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671362431694859874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I loved the Paxtons costumes. They were facetime!</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4430GNUdhKk/TrS5dzNoexI/AAAAAAAABmA/eahRp8fGv9Q/s1600/IMG_1471.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4430GNUdhKk/TrS5dzNoexI/AAAAAAAABmA/eahRp8fGv9Q/s400/IMG_1471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671361752381029138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Can't wait for next year! Superman and Lois Lane? Perhaps...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-10019023626876691542011-10-27T11:04:00.000-07:002011-10-27T11:34:39.090-07:0022<div style="text-align: center;">My birthday was in September and I never got around to writing about it. Harris made it so special. He picked me up from work and blind folded me. We drove for a while and finally he got me out of the car and and walked me around for a bit. I couldn't really tell where we were but I knew it was a forest-like area. Finally he told me to "stand here." All of the sudden a bench was being scooted under me and I was lifted off the ground. Harris took the blindfold off and I was on a ski lift at Sundance. It was a lovely ride. At the top I noticed a little picnic and I nudged Harry and said, "oh look, how cute!" Then I realized who it was for. whoops. <br />We ate our little sandwiches and Harris gave flowers!<br />Later that night we ate dinner with all of our friends at Terra Mia and had a little bon fire at the Anderson home. It was a wonderful birthday! Thanks honey!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYk5WcB9U0o/Tqmd-HA72wI/AAAAAAAABls/Ixp1vQx0LJw/s1600/IMAG0346.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYk5WcB9U0o/Tqmd-HA72wI/AAAAAAAABls/Ixp1vQx0LJw/s400/IMAG0346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668235296382900994" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-48099335837474483842011-10-20T11:05:00.000-07:002011-10-20T11:53:34.678-07:00Ry Ry's Birthday<div style="text-align: center;">Ryan's 24th birthday was on Saturday, so on sunday we had a little bbq celebration! Ryan invited a few of his friends over to our house and we made lots of meat. I haven't had short ribs in a very very long time so it was delicious.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some of the boys cooked the meat outside on our front porch.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rn5PWccSrfU/TqBp0j-DKPI/AAAAAAAABlc/e4pKsJTHgsk/s1600/IMG_1408.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rn5PWccSrfU/TqBp0j-DKPI/AAAAAAAABlc/e4pKsJTHgsk/s400/IMG_1408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665644682961692914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWI8AnrBWUg/TqBpO_9kt9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/tsnFu6yksAY/s1600/IMG_1421.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWI8AnrBWUg/TqBpO_9kt9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/tsnFu6yksAY/s400/IMG_1421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665644037640861650" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwIYuTNipt0/TqBnkeUFvBI/AAAAAAAABlE/Zziv930FZW8/s1600/IMG_1447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwIYuTNipt0/TqBnkeUFvBI/AAAAAAAABlE/Zziv930FZW8/s400/IMG_1447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665642207542361106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Harry, my handsome, harmonizing, husband, serenaded us a bit. It was lovely, and I snapped this cute little diddy.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzgllDX9Has/TqBmckfftoI/AAAAAAAABk4/id2qn_rqdtA/s1600/IMG_1454.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzgllDX9Has/TqBmckfftoI/AAAAAAAABk4/id2qn_rqdtA/s400/IMG_1454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665640972250232450" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Happy birthday Ryan! We love you!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-4668726183555450282011-09-23T12:09:00.000-07:002011-09-23T12:18:59.014-07:00Shout OUT.<div style="text-align: center;">My big brother Ryan got engaged yesterday to Mayra Lugo! She's a great little lady and we're so excited to have her as part of our fam. Most importantly, Ryan loves her very very much.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DztDn4A6kks/TnzadgKVgWI/AAAAAAAABkw/88pGZYor-pc/s1600/302510_10150824658170055_516435054_20886785_2116151544_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DztDn4A6kks/TnzadgKVgWI/AAAAAAAABkw/88pGZYor-pc/s400/302510_10150824658170055_516435054_20886785_2116151544_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655635432454848866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They are super excited too. ;)</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9R1u9vQZCh4/TnzadWpBZPI/AAAAAAAABko/-XrrP0I04VQ/s1600/47775_519716802099_89800879_30895313_14839_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9R1u9vQZCh4/TnzadWpBZPI/AAAAAAAABko/-XrrP0I04VQ/s400/47775_519716802099_89800879_30895313_14839_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655635429899199730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Love you both!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-32871363478947637802011-09-18T09:40:00.000-07:002011-09-18T10:13:00.110-07:00Trovy's Wedding: Wedding of the YEAR<div style="text-align: center;">Our dear friends Trevor Cone and Jovy Delos Reyes finally tied the knot! Their wedding was in the Manhattan temple on September 3rd. It was a great wedding and I cried like a little baby during the sealing. Our Jovs is married!</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F90jjulYJpE/TnYkPs_KdeI/AAAAAAAABkY/4umM-X9hmWU/s1600/DSC02666.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F90jjulYJpE/TnYkPs_KdeI/AAAAAAAABkY/4umM-X9hmWU/s400/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653746234402960866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They were married in the morning and had a luncheon reception at the Riviera, in Massapequa on Long Island. It was gorgeous.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3F7PmGUciQc/TnYkPStbXbI/AAAAAAAABkQ/_pZb0Em08xM/s1600/DSC02690.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3F7PmGUciQc/TnYkPStbXbI/AAAAAAAABkQ/_pZb0Em08xM/s400/DSC02690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653746227349249458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Outside was beautiful. We loved the view.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---LL_R_oZ6I/TnYkO-9UWdI/AAAAAAAABkI/lDzVb-6hwSg/s1600/DSC02718.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---LL_R_oZ6I/TnYkO-9UWdI/AAAAAAAABkI/lDzVb-6hwSg/s400/DSC02718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653746222047189458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It was held at this little boat house here.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEtPHN30rr4/TnYjStTB6zI/AAAAAAAABj4/Eobv6Gfzq9o/s1600/DSC02720.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEtPHN30rr4/TnYjStTB6zI/AAAAAAAABj4/Eobv6Gfzq9o/s400/DSC02720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653745186514266930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I was at the head table so Harry came and visited me every once in while. I sat next to Alana and I am so sad because the day after the wedding she caught a flight to Utah and then a one way flight back to Hawaii with her husband.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4AaJXx9Tac/TnYjSfunuQI/AAAAAAAABjw/asU0Xm2rq-I/s1600/DSC02692.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4AaJXx9Tac/TnYjSfunuQI/AAAAAAAABjw/asU0Xm2rq-I/s400/DSC02692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653745182871894274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Harris' parents came up to NY to see us and come to the wedding. It was really nice to see them and get to spend time with them.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQqmVB-lBMU/TnYjSJG2SUI/AAAAAAAABjo/JGMtDLnuQ2Q/s1600/DSC02700.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQqmVB-lBMU/TnYjSJG2SUI/AAAAAAAABjo/JGMtDLnuQ2Q/s400/DSC02700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653745176799496514" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Cone! It was a beautiful wedding and I know you will have a beautiful life together!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-64836103003088952502011-09-16T18:43:00.000-07:002011-09-16T19:17:45.835-07:00New York Minute<div style="text-align: center;">Two weeks ago Harris and I got to go to New York City for six days. It was fantastic and I love that city. We got in at about 6:30 a.m and that night we went to go see The Lion King on Broadway. It was my first Broadway show and it was amazing. The costumes were fantastic and the performers voices gave me chills. Nala was my favorite. She had a good, strong, black lady voice. Loved it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is the face of Mufasa that they use for the part when he speaks to Simba from heaven.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRaBwF4giTs/TnQAX_VGfII/AAAAAAAABjg/G-6dKAoebI4/s1600/DSC02631.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRaBwF4giTs/TnQAX_VGfII/AAAAAAAABjg/G-6dKAoebI4/s400/DSC02631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653143844393745538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This was the Scar costume. They did a great job with making him a villain.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-433c1qBbS2M/TnQAXjU4daI/AAAAAAAABjY/k8IOHgSERNw/s1600/DSC02635.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-433c1qBbS2M/TnQAXjU4daI/AAAAAAAABjY/k8IOHgSERNw/s400/DSC02635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653143836876633506" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A day in central park</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_618s8Fudo/TnQAXJyT_YI/AAAAAAAABjQ/JPyXFylidpM/s1600/DSC02723.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_618s8Fudo/TnQAXJyT_YI/AAAAAAAABjQ/JPyXFylidpM/s400/DSC02723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653143830020750722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We went to FAO Schwartz and played on the "BIG" piano.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcgOjK-U-iw/TnQAW8kdJ-I/AAAAAAAABjI/8ksHAJDChsg/s1600/DSC02725.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcgOjK-U-iw/TnQAW8kdJ-I/AAAAAAAABjI/8ksHAJDChsg/s400/DSC02725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653143826472970210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We stopped in at Tiffany's on 5th Ave. This is the famous Tiffany diamond. It is 128 karat diamond. holy moly. (don't ask me why a bird is on it, I have no idea.)</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wfkmlk90_D4/TnP_VeiJNhI/AAAAAAAABjA/FHdthuIIDX4/s1600/DSC02732.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wfkmlk90_D4/TnP_VeiJNhI/AAAAAAAABjA/FHdthuIIDX4/s400/DSC02732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653142701718713874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is the biggest hibiscus I've ever seen and it was in Battery Park. Lady Liberty is tiny behind me.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwLY7tkZb4E/TnP_U6oBhGI/AAAAAAAABi4/FchwTFZhDLY/s1600/DSC02743.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwLY7tkZb4E/TnP_U6oBhGI/AAAAAAAABi4/FchwTFZhDLY/s400/DSC02743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653142692079699042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ground Zero just days before the opening of the memorial on the 10 year anniversary.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4sFlmyNYwo/TnP_UvbOPxI/AAAAAAAABiw/DLxnBDgG9P0/s1600/DSC02746.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4sFlmyNYwo/TnP_UvbOPxI/AAAAAAAABiw/DLxnBDgG9P0/s400/DSC02746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653142689073217298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">New York skyline. </div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0P2CdFBxwTc/TnP_UT63y_I/AAAAAAAABio/Ave-ra4cm-8/s1600/DSC02758.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0P2CdFBxwTc/TnP_UT63y_I/AAAAAAAABio/Ave-ra4cm-8/s400/DSC02758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653142681689770994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Loved every minute of this trip. The reason we came was for Trevor and Jovy's wedding, which will have its own post entirely. Coming soon!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-25482368442364723542011-08-23T22:45:00.000-07:002011-08-23T22:47:34.655-07:00Harry<div style="text-align: center;">A few people have told me that they think my husband looks like Harry Potter.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-StTll_gBQUg/TlSQIrHK3tI/AAAAAAAABic/vbcD2ypt4MM/s1600/HP_HTC.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-StTll_gBQUg/TlSQIrHK3tI/AAAAAAAABic/vbcD2ypt4MM/s400/HP_HTC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644294711688224466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I have no idea what they are talking about.</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-49823508495994723452011-08-09T15:17:00.000-07:002011-08-09T15:24:31.770-07:00Boating<div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday after work Mr. Clarke and I went boating for a couple of hours with the Jackmans. It was so fun and so nice of the Jackmans to invite us! I went on the tube and apparently looked miserable, but I really had so much fun on it. I had to stop because I was starting to feel a little sick, an ongoing battle I have with large bodies of water. Mr. Clarke went on the tube, the wakeboard and the kneeboard. He had a blast.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ovlYhKcuzA/TkGyQI5eD9I/AAAAAAAABiU/8otx409NHOQ/s1600/CIMG6300_2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ovlYhKcuzA/TkGyQI5eD9I/AAAAAAAABiU/8otx409NHOQ/s400/CIMG6300_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638984198780751826" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I did bring my camera but unfortunately it was dead. Fortunately, I do have a picture of Mr. Clarke from a previous boating experience. Unfortunately, I did not even know him when this was taken. Fortunately, he looks good wake boarding. :)</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-73069460649833006672011-08-04T09:00:00.000-07:002011-08-04T18:29:50.348-07:00Bachelorette Season Finale<div style="text-align: center;">Anyone that knows me knows that if you bring up the bachelorette I get extremely excited. This happened at a relief society activity recently with the women pictured below. We all got crazy excited talking about it and decided to throw a bachelorette season finale party, hosted by Sarah Tyau. She has a big screen projector and it made every moment magical. I felt Ben's pain and JP's joy. It even made the mud date feel ten times more uncomfortable. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Sarah was also sweet enough to provide most of the treats. She made chocolate covered strawberries and popcorn and lots of other goodies. She even lit candles to set the mood.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Usually I just make Mr. Clarke watch it with me, but it's so different when you have a bunch of women who are actually into it. We kept talking over each other and usually had to rewind to catch what we missed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks for the fun party Sarah! </div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_uZiXxOE6JI/TjrCV0kOEVI/AAAAAAAABiE/HziYvzlZLFA/s1600/IMG_0508-pola01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_uZiXxOE6JI/TjrCV0kOEVI/AAAAAAAABiE/HziYvzlZLFA/s400/IMG_0508-pola01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637031563751199058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(I stole this picture off of Sarah's blog, so thanks for that too.)</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-19653297076376453622011-08-02T13:43:00.000-07:002011-08-02T15:03:17.290-07:00Twenty Five<div style="text-align: center;">Today is my dear husband's 25th birthday! I gave him his present this morning (Ray Ban sunglasses) and we are going out to dinner tonight in Salt Lake. He is so sweet and good to me and deserves the best birthday of his life!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you my sweet.</div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwGMtIEbyQY/Tjht8E9lqAI/AAAAAAAABhs/50-V0GFEmpY/s1600/IMG_3915.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwGMtIEbyQY/Tjht8E9lqAI/AAAAAAAABhs/50-V0GFEmpY/s400/IMG_3915.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636375812545816578" /></a>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-31235488602712747522011-08-01T11:47:00.001-07:002011-08-01T11:55:06.968-07:00Post Wedding<div style="text-align: center;">A friend of mine is building her photography portfolio and needed a couple to take engagement photos. She took pictures of us, so I just call them our "post wedding photos."</div><div style="text-align: center;">These were my two favorites.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa_OqKdh8Rc/Tjb2FxV_yZI/AAAAAAAABhk/5GYBiVR_AwQ/s1600/144b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa_OqKdh8Rc/Tjb2FxV_yZI/AAAAAAAABhk/5GYBiVR_AwQ/s400/144b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635962562706131346" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4zfMFzKSsmQ/Tjb2FpyHjfI/AAAAAAAABhc/5em4zRuhMKo/s1600/196a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4zfMFzKSsmQ/Tjb2FpyHjfI/AAAAAAAABhc/5em4zRuhMKo/s400/196a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635962560676597234" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks Meredith! You did a great job!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-48264402867560527572011-07-31T09:45:00.000-07:002011-07-31T10:13:49.030-07:00Roy and Kelly<div style="text-align: center;">Last weekend, I got to take Roy and his fiancee Kelly's engagement pictures. They are getting married on August 23rd and I am so excited for them! Roy and I have known each other since 7th grade and he is a great friend. Kelly is so cute and nice and they were so cute together! Here are a few of my favorites.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEnEkrpqmGc/TjWKAYn8GkI/AAAAAAAABhU/nQxegcPJSX4/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEnEkrpqmGc/TjWKAYn8GkI/AAAAAAAABhU/nQxegcPJSX4/s400/IMG_1133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635562247938644546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They loved to kiss each other. Too cute.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cB9GOswYPE8/TjWKAEg-bfI/AAAAAAAABhM/UYhEwnhP2j8/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cB9GOswYPE8/TjWKAEg-bfI/AAAAAAAABhM/UYhEwnhP2j8/s400/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635562242540727794" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09raQ56HrgU/TjWIUZQnTsI/AAAAAAAABhE/n1tQcMLrbKg/s1600/IMG_1150.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09raQ56HrgU/TjWIUZQnTsI/AAAAAAAABhE/n1tQcMLrbKg/s400/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635560392683376322" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0BoI3X8k04/TjWIT5OpsDI/AAAAAAAABg8/NtJ8K10dxOw/s1600/IMG_1175.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0BoI3X8k04/TjWIT5OpsDI/AAAAAAAABg8/NtJ8K10dxOw/s400/IMG_1175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635560384085209138" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8Jno-vXH9k/TjWITiRtxyI/AAAAAAAABg0/BXFNK3OjnXw/s1600/IMG_1190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8Jno-vXH9k/TjWITiRtxyI/AAAAAAAABg0/BXFNK3OjnXw/s400/IMG_1190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635560377924044578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They were great sports and let me pose them however I wanted.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LG-JJLWr1ds/TjWHZc1xVjI/AAAAAAAABgs/cGsixE8UpPA/s1600/IMG_1221.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LG-JJLWr1ds/TjWHZc1xVjI/AAAAAAAABgs/cGsixE8UpPA/s400/IMG_1221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635559380032247346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Roy really enjoyed doing his poses as well.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5VKik8FaXmI/TjWHZN7TDQI/AAAAAAAABgk/zUWo9GDKa6c/s1600/IMG_1294.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5VKik8FaXmI/TjWHZN7TDQI/AAAAAAAABgk/zUWo9GDKa6c/s400/IMG_1294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635559376028896514" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLnxWixIzas/TjWHY59fOLI/AAAAAAAABgc/w1FLLdsfAFA/s1600/IMG_1306.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLnxWixIzas/TjWHY59fOLI/AAAAAAAABgc/w1FLLdsfAFA/s400/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635559370669373618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They are such a cute couple and I couldn't be happier for them! </div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-81683985126774198652011-07-27T13:02:00.000-07:002011-07-27T13:33:21.838-07:00Snowflower Surprise!<div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday, when Harris picked me up from work, he asked if I was up for something spontaneous and made me wear a blindfold. During the hour long drive, we chatted, I called my mom and we drove for about an hour. When we arrived at the mystery destination, he told me the following story.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Earlier in the day, Harris went golfing in Park City for a work thing and had lunch with a man and his fiance. Whilst at lunch the man told Harris that they were staying at Snowflower, a ski lodge, because he had won a two night stay. However, the man and his fiance had to leave that day and wouldn't be able to use the second night. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Harris proceeded to unblindfold me and said, "He gave us the room for the second night!" What a nice man. :D</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was wonderful. I called my boss and told him about it and he told me I could just come in at noon instead of 8 am. Then we got all spruced up and went out to dinner at the Silver Star. It was delicious. Afterward we went back to the hotel and got into comfy clothes and watched X-Men and ate popcorn. I love Harry. He's a great husband and friend and likes to do nice things for me. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is a picture I stole off the world wide web. Harris was an hour late to pick me up from work because he was packing. (he told me there was lots of traffic and all the rain was holding him up.) In the mad rush he didn't think to bring a camera. It was worth the wait. :)</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nqZbKHteyQ/TjBvUJ6n-wI/AAAAAAAABgU/pDrllLmxK80/s1600/park-city-snowflower-summer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nqZbKHteyQ/TjBvUJ6n-wI/AAAAAAAABgU/pDrllLmxK80/s400/park-city-snowflower-summer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634125525890366210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Another heisted photograph. I think it looks pretty in the winter time.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zs4pXLlyR9M/TjBvT3AQRYI/AAAAAAAABgM/eR4bB5yTSqs/s1600/Snow%2BFlower%2BBanner%2BPicture.JPG.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zs4pXLlyR9M/TjBvT3AQRYI/AAAAAAAABgM/eR4bB5yTSqs/s400/Snow%2BFlower%2BBanner%2BPicture.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634125520813704578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you for a marvelous little mini vacation Harris! I love you!</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-62213176581477638362011-07-19T14:53:00.000-07:002011-07-19T15:08:26.526-07:00Stadium of Fire<div style="text-align: center;">I'm a little late to the party, but this was our fourth of July weekend. Stadium of fire was on July 2nd at the LaVell Edwards stadium. We were very lucky because we live right next to it! This year's performers were David Archuleta and Brad Paisley, neither of which I'm a big fan, but it was still cool to watch David on the jumbo tron and hear Brad.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g0odVTh-dhY/TiX-WUDUYcI/AAAAAAAABfE/Osc4wbfaUXU/s1600/IMG_1084.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g0odVTh-dhY/TiX-WUDUYcI/AAAAAAAABfE/Osc4wbfaUXU/s400/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631186568389878210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">These are some friends we invited from Pixair, Brian and his wife Audrey.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqNi6xGaClo/TiX-IHZjDNI/AAAAAAAABe8/k9-_5u6i1-I/s1600/IMG_1090.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqNi6xGaClo/TiX-IHZjDNI/AAAAAAAABe8/k9-_5u6i1-I/s400/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631186324475284690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">These are all the people we didn't invite, but showed up on our lawn anyway. (This was the beginning, by the time it was over, their were about 45 more people than this. It was crazy.)</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqP23xp17o4/TiX982cCf-I/AAAAAAAABe0/zyO4VhPoDvI/s1600/IMG_1088.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqP23xp17o4/TiX982cCf-I/AAAAAAAABe0/zyO4VhPoDvI/s400/IMG_1088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631186130943770594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We didn't want to deprive people of the fireworks show, so we didn't kick them out. Now I know why someone would park in a strangers yard to see them. It was the best fireworks show I had ever seen and Harris said it was even better than the one they have in Washington DC. Amazing!</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a62_dXPPaw4/TiX9xYcyVJI/AAAAAAAABes/ALsmd7OTK_U/s1600/IMG_1092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a62_dXPPaw4/TiX9xYcyVJI/AAAAAAAABes/ALsmd7OTK_U/s400/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631185933915280530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry I forgot to take a picture of Harris and me, but you know what we look like. :) Our actual fourth of july wasn't too eventful, we went to a friend's house for a bbq and then went and saw fast five at the dollar theater.</div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-82039725898083113902011-07-01T08:43:00.001-07:002011-07-01T08:48:12.435-07:00Dishwasher<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4i9unCrl19s/Tg3rTRqZpOI/AAAAAAAABek/jTDoTN8AyWg/s1600/IMAG0283.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4i9unCrl19s/Tg3rTRqZpOI/AAAAAAAABek/jTDoTN8AyWg/s400/IMAG0283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624410226046903522" border="0" /></a>Before Harris and I got married, he knew how much I hated doing the dishes and bought me a dishwasher! What a sweet man. Unfortunately, what we thought were dishwasher hookups, were not. So we are selling this beaut for the magnificent price of $70. If you or anyone you know needs a dishwasher refer them to us. Its a Hot Point and in really good condition. Thanks guys!<br /></div>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-28626019035214208732011-06-25T19:09:00.000-07:002011-06-25T19:34:47.127-07:00Crested Butte<div style="text-align: center;">A few weeks ago Harris and I went with our friends to Crested Butte, Colorado. Jovy's Fiance, Trevor, has a cabin there so we all went up for Memorial day weekend. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a bit chilly the first day, so we had to wear shoes. Naturally, the only shoes we brought were for hiking so we got to look real good while we went shopping. </div><div style="text-align: center;">(What made this even better was that we saw an old lady wearing the exact same shoes as me. Please excuse the way I look, I was standing funny.)</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2Mg7M5kREQ/TgaXH1E_POI/AAAAAAAABec/kaayWR5uk0I/s1600/DSC02559.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2Mg7M5kREQ/TgaXH1E_POI/AAAAAAAABec/kaayWR5uk0I/s400/DSC02559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622347345581522146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Harris found this rock wall and actually got up pretty high for not having a harness.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0rqANoHrlhw/TgaXHahH9lI/AAAAAAAABeU/2nuMsJfDtx8/s1600/DSC02560.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0rqANoHrlhw/TgaXHahH9lI/AAAAAAAABeU/2nuMsJfDtx8/s400/DSC02560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622347338451777106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We took a hike up to these caves that nearly killed me, but it was a beautiful view.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NdHIpkrjwGU/TgaXHB3e36I/AAAAAAAABeM/Zy2WsBI6b7A/s1600/DSC02564.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NdHIpkrjwGU/TgaXHB3e36I/AAAAAAAABeM/Zy2WsBI6b7A/s400/DSC02564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622347331834666914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This was the front yard of our cabin. One morning, I just happened to wake up at about 5 am and I went to the window. five feet from the window was a black bear. I woke up Harris and we both watched him for a minute before I went to wake up the rest of the house. Everyone had been talking about how they were dying to see a bear, so I figured they wouldn't be too annoyed when I knocked on their doors and told them that there was a bear in the front yard. He walked around in the driveway right behind us.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jG_OQfmZk4/TgaWmGdXFVI/AAAAAAAABeE/f6PhJef-eO4/s1600/DSC02574.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jG_OQfmZk4/TgaWmGdXFVI/AAAAAAAABeE/f6PhJef-eO4/s400/DSC02574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622346766131598674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">On our way back we took a scenic route and found this beautiful canyon.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QNbmMu9j3Q/TgaWlyVJFpI/AAAAAAAABd8/P0ClA31Hr7M/s1600/DSC02577.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QNbmMu9j3Q/TgaWlyVJFpI/AAAAAAAABd8/P0ClA31Hr7M/s400/DSC02577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622346760728417938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It turns out that that peak right in the middle of the photo is a famous peak called the Curicanti Needle. It was so beautiful and big.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9N1CRVx72Y/TgaWlSAp5BI/AAAAAAAABd0/yXwA58xw3ik/s1600/DSC02579.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9N1CRVx72Y/TgaWlSAp5BI/AAAAAAAABd0/yXwA58xw3ik/s400/DSC02579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622346752052552722" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Voa3YF6dv0/TgaV8cRw2LI/AAAAAAAABds/c0aCq24rwVw/s1600/DSC02581.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Voa3YF6dv0/TgaV8cRw2LI/AAAAAAAABds/c0aCq24rwVw/s400/DSC02581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622346050434029746" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPwxq8a8yvw/TgaV8NND8lI/AAAAAAAABdk/Nz5z_6OQKWQ/s1600/DSC02583.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPwxq8a8yvw/TgaV8NND8lI/AAAAAAAABdk/Nz5z_6OQKWQ/s400/DSC02583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622346046387778130" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuxv9Fz-GiQ/TgaV7lNyU3I/AAAAAAAABdc/iJyYEBazjiI/s1600/DSC02588.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuxv9Fz-GiQ/TgaV7lNyU3I/AAAAAAAABdc/iJyYEBazjiI/s400/DSC02588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622346035653399410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Our trip was so fun and we got to eat a lot of good food. If you are ever there you should go to Secret Stash Pizza. They have really weird pizzas but they are absolutely delicious. In addition to the bear, we also saw lots of wildlife, a fox, an elk and a porcupine. It was a great and much needed trip!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHx_fmPB104/TgaVK8KdyQI/AAAAAAAABdE/U6i7_EGAZCI/s1600/DSC02559.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"> <div style="text-align: center;text-decoration: underline; "><br /></div></a>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414680764480189190.post-38446369540442722772011-06-14T09:09:00.001-07:002011-06-14T09:27:56.539-07:00Dad and Ryan<div style="text-align: center;">A few months ago Ryan found out that he had been accepted to BYU and then in April he and Dad came to Provo to get him settled in. We found Ryan an apartment in the last place I lived before I got married. Dad stayed with us the whole time in our spare bedroom. It was really nice getting to spend time with him and it's also nice having another Jung here in Provo.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">One night we went to the Salt Lake Temple and did a session. I have never been inside the Salt Lake Temple and I was blown away by how beautiful it was.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9vHCf2f5lI/TfeIQvDYefI/AAAAAAAABc8/KSQVfy8Jvzo/s1600/DSC02555.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9vHCf2f5lI/TfeIQvDYefI/AAAAAAAABc8/KSQVfy8Jvzo/s400/DSC02555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618108881257921010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I am so happy to be able to see Ryan often.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Om-V_Jo-Qvs/TfeIG_JwjvI/AAAAAAAABc0/3WaHMJpilCQ/s1600/DSC02553.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Om-V_Jo-Qvs/TfeIG_JwjvI/AAAAAAAABc0/3WaHMJpilCQ/s400/DSC02553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618108713780940530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And so is Harry.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_b4VGBs6PU/TfeH8U5zrzI/AAAAAAAABcs/-0N0QdibHbY/s1600/DSC02556.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_b4VGBs6PU/TfeH8U5zrzI/AAAAAAAABcs/-0N0QdibHbY/s400/DSC02556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618108530641055538" /></a>Kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17586835360140124447noreply@blogger.com3