<?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-30049141</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:00:21.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family; Wal-Mart and otherwise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-7198328086336241051</id><published>2010-02-08T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:40:24.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQt-ZBq4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/6qkqsFKr460/s1600-h/013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435863132264311682" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQt-ZBq4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/6qkqsFKr460/s400/013.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQtrxe5wI/AAAAAAAAARs/tedY8wHqfPw/s1600-h/022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435863127266617090" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQtrxe5wI/AAAAAAAAARs/tedY8wHqfPw/s400/022.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQtBXtAfI/AAAAAAAAARk/cy1S4Eue0xA/s1600-h/019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435863115884200434" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQtBXtAfI/AAAAAAAAARk/cy1S4Eue0xA/s400/019.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;This was Christmas 2009 at Bill's house.  I had been working tirelessly to get everything ready for Christmas-both at home and at Wal-Mart.  I look purely exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;After this was taken, Mike drove me straight back to work, a few of us worked Christmas night for the store's overnight reset and re-open on DEC 26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQsqf73VI/AAAAAAAAARc/U94UDmCtUBM/s1600-h/018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #660000; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435863109744713042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQsqf73VI/AAAAAAAAARc/U94UDmCtUBM/s400/018.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AP5-JbowI/AAAAAAAAARM/XBkJnlPLfdc/s1600-h/023.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435862238845707010" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AP5-JbowI/AAAAAAAAARM/XBkJnlPLfdc/s400/023.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AP5d08iMI/AAAAAAAAARE/BZU0LrrzuAM/s1600-h/005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435862230169848002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AP5d08iMI/AAAAAAAAARE/BZU0LrrzuAM/s400/005.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AP4_jUxgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WPajvQxtY4I/s1600-h/051.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435862222042875394" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AP4_jUxgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WPajvQxtY4I/s400/051.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is growing into my little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little jokester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little super model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike showing us his &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"HAPPY FACE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cheesy Cray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Marcus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin paused for the peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-7198328086336241051?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/7198328086336241051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=7198328086336241051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/7198328086336241051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/7198328086336241051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-boys.html' title='My boys'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/S3AQt-ZBq4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/6qkqsFKr460/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-3424548342514791001</id><published>2008-02-02T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T08:43:32.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we really that bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are we really that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have narcolepsy IF...&lt;br /&gt;For fun, I put a * next to the ones that were true for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you can use a book to amuse yourself for hours without even opening it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your TV only has commercials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;If the first place you check for missing items is the fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;If you stop mid-sentence twice a day to say "Oops! Forgot to take my meds!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you require an interpreter to talk to people who speak your native language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your college professor counted you absent because that one day your eyes&lt;br /&gt;were actually open and he didn't recognize you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you often awaken with strange imprints on your forehead from things such&lt;br /&gt;as a computer keyboards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If 2 + 2 = 22 makes sense to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you remember 100% of what you studied in the textbook (yes, the&lt;br /&gt;first 3 paragraphs on page one) and forgot to go to class to take&lt;br /&gt;the final exam (you could swear you had class on Thursday, not Wednesday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your right hand really DOESN'T know what your left is doing&lt;br /&gt;(and neither does the rest of you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If one of your regular weekend chores is searching your house for&lt;br /&gt;randomly misplaced items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you answer the phone with "I um yeah um hello? Did I call you or&lt;br /&gt;did you call me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your co-workers take turns for tapping you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your side of a conversation consists mostly of "And then...wait,&lt;br /&gt;I think I was...what was I gonna say?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If, when you see a spider on your wall, you envy his ability to keep&lt;br /&gt;moving, but realize he is probably really a figment of your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If people tell you to sit down before they give you good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have a clock on every wall in your house and all of them are&lt;br /&gt;purposely set ahead to different times so you'll always think&lt;br /&gt;"It's time to go!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you've never seen a whole feature film, but appreciate the longer&lt;br /&gt;ones because you actually wake up before it's over and you can see the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you're over 12 and you still make someone check under the bed for&lt;br /&gt;monsters before you go to sleep at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your pharmacist is first on your speed dial. And your Doctor is second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If as a child, you thought Sleeping Beauty was a true story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you use your driver's license to regularly check the spelling of&lt;br /&gt;your name before signing a check or formal document.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have a 10 hour or more delay on memory retrieval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have memorized or carry in your wallet a list of "Why I'm Late&lt;br /&gt;for Work" excuses for 250 days of the year plus one for leap year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have to put lunch on your "to do" list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you've trained your dog to turn on the coffee maker, pull the&lt;br /&gt;covers off you in the morning when your alarm goes off, and prod&lt;br /&gt;you into the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have more than 3 sticky notes on your bathroom mirror daily&lt;br /&gt;and one of them says "Don't forget to read your sticky notes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you tell the other people in your office that snoring is part of a&lt;br /&gt;new form of yoga you are practicing that relaxes and frees the creative centers of your brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you've forgotten your own birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you feel like you're trapped inside an invisible time machine&lt;br /&gt;that thrusts you forward in time in random 2 hr spurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If "yawn" is a four-letter word in your house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If "NIGHT is to DAY as SLEEP is to ____" sounds like an unsolvable riddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you function better when you are under the influence of amphetamines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your weight loss is linked to memory loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you can fake people out that you're bilingual by reciting the names&lt;br /&gt;of your medications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you can remember to call your doctor, but you can't remember why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If Santa Claus hits your house around noon on Christmas because that's&lt;br /&gt;when you're most likely to be unconcious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you can never answer a phone call because getting one excites you&lt;br /&gt;so much you have a seizure and can't pick up the receiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you carry pamphlets around in your purse or pockets about the&lt;br /&gt;symptoms of Narcolepsy and wear a bracelet that says on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;front "If I fell and appear unconscious, read pamphlet&lt;br /&gt;#1. If it was a slow drop-off that started with eyes crossing, read&lt;br /&gt;pamphlet #2. If I am screaming about demons, read pamphlet #3&lt;br /&gt;(if you can catch me)." And on the back, it says, "This is not a joke.&lt;br /&gt;It is a medical condition."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The pamphlets read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(#1) "Hi, my name is ______. I have narcolepsy. One symptom is cataplexy.&lt;br /&gt;You've just seen it demonstrated. Be patient. This will pass."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(#2) "Hi, my name is still _____. I still have narcolepsy.&lt;br /&gt;One symptom is EDS (extreme daytime sleepiness) that occurs at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;inappropriate times. You have just seen it demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;Be patient. This will not pass, but it does not help to be impatient.&lt;br /&gt;It increases my heart-rate, but does not increase my alertness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(#3) "Hi, my name will always be ______. I will always have narcolepsy.&lt;br /&gt;One symptom is hallucinations. You have just seen it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;demonstrated. This will probably pass, but I would not wear black&lt;br /&gt;if you are going to try to touch me. Be patient and stand still so&lt;br /&gt;I can distinguish you from the flame-throwing demon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A fourth pamphlet says "Hi, I've forgotten my name. I have narcolepsy.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take my medication or I took too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;because I thought&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take it. Please dial this number: 1-800-LOSTAGN and report&lt;br /&gt;my whereabouts. If my eyes are glazed over, please hold my hand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If when you go to the grocery store, in order to save time and energy,&lt;br /&gt;rather than filling your own cart, you simply look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;for "abandoned" carts that are already full and head to the farthest&lt;br /&gt;check-out counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;With tongue in cheek, you realize that you would be just as surprised&lt;br /&gt;at the bill and items on your receipt if you had spent an hour in the&lt;br /&gt;store filling the cart yourself, and you would be equally unable to&lt;br /&gt;explain to your spouse why you bought the items in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;but your spouse is so glad that you returned in less than 3 hours that&lt;br /&gt;no argument is made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If at your wedding, your neurologist walked you down the aisle to help&lt;br /&gt;officiate your wedding by hooking you up to an EEG machine to verify&lt;br /&gt;that you were consciously entering into a holy union.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If a make-over includes buying new clothes, getting your hair cut,&lt;br /&gt;and changing medications (not necessarily in that order).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your entire day was filled with "deja vu" sensations, so you set&lt;br /&gt;up your camcorder to watch yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If, while watching the video from your camcorder, you get an even&lt;br /&gt;stronger sensation of deja vu and notice there is another video on&lt;br /&gt;top of the TV labeled with today's date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your significant other walks in and is only slightly shocked to&lt;br /&gt;find you sitting on the couch watching a video of yourself sitting&lt;br /&gt;on the couch watching a video of yourself sitting on the couch, and&lt;br /&gt;he too experiences a bit of deja vu as he runs back to the medicine&lt;br /&gt;cabinet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(Okay....these are getting ridiculous....I better stop! Getting sleepy&lt;br /&gt;from laughing....oh one more.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you reread this entire thread periodically and come to something&lt;br /&gt;that really cracks you up because it sounds so much like you!...you&lt;br /&gt;laugh and scroll back up to see who wrote it. You did, of course. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your mother proudly announces to her friends that you said you first&lt;br /&gt;complete sentence the same day you came home from the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hospital!! You were 23 years old, and the doc had given you samples&lt;br /&gt;of a stimulant medication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you miss your bus for the 3rd time while waiting at the bus stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If the smoke alarm is the only indicator that your food is cooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you don't even know you are multitasking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If the only kitchen appliances you are allowed to operate are the&lt;br /&gt;coffee maker and the microwave because they turn themselves off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If while driving, you stop at a stop sign and wait for the light to turn green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your local supermarket brings you a chair as soon as you hit the&lt;br /&gt;checkout lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your main concern about falling asleep in public is making sure&lt;br /&gt;your undies aren't showing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your five year old tucks you in at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have a clause in your will to hold your body for three days&lt;br /&gt;just to be sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you've learned just to smile when others say "oh I get tired too".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your bed salesman only gives you a 3 year guarantee on a 10 year&lt;br /&gt;guaranteed mattress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*TRUE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have a cataplexy turn during foreplay but your significant&lt;br /&gt;other continues - they know you'll be "back" in a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;(cataplexy is basically an episode of weakness brought on by stong emotion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If the toilet becomes a private sanctuary for a quick nod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you fall asleep at a wedding (and its yours).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your first near death experience was falling asleep in mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you bed is NEVER made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you've ever been so tired that you can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If anyone has ever said to you with sudden angry conviction, "You know&lt;br /&gt;what your problem is? I'll tell you what your problem is!!! You're&lt;br /&gt;always sleeping!" and you said, "What? I forgot to mention that? What&lt;br /&gt;did you think 'narcolepsy' meant?" and pointed to your tattoo. "That's&lt;br /&gt;not my mother's name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you've ever given someone a dirty look for humming a lullaby at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your children have to tell you to get out of their bed so they&lt;br /&gt;can get in and go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you brace your chin and make sure something is behind you anytime&lt;br /&gt;you sit in public because you know in 8 seconds you will be sitting&lt;br /&gt;with your head titled back and your mouth wide open as everyone around&lt;br /&gt;you tries not to stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you watched the movie "50 First Dates" and thought it was the story of&lt;br /&gt;your life; after watching the movie you can even remember the car&lt;br /&gt;accident and the cow, but you are still in search of Adam Sandler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your pets appear to have Narcolepsy, because they have been trained&lt;br /&gt;to be on their owner's sleep schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If the justice system has ordered you never to appear as a witness&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of your life (all those false 911 calls - "Yes! You've&lt;br /&gt;got to help me! There's a tall Caucasian man in my room with a knife&lt;br /&gt;and a rubber ducky! He's...oh never mind. He vanished.").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If While laughing, you fall down in front of your friends and look&lt;br /&gt;at them like they're the weird ones (because it's a normal occurrence for you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your Brita pitcher has only had a half an inch of water in it for&lt;br /&gt;three days because you just don't have the energy to "make" water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your spouse has put a lock on your car door that requires you to&lt;br /&gt;punch in a code and doesn't tell you that code.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your spouse checks off the days on a calendar beside your bed before&lt;br /&gt;you wake up so you know what day it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you go to the grocery store two days in a row and buy exactly the&lt;br /&gt;same things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If when you get home, you realize you already bought all those things,&lt;br /&gt;and as you are getting ready to take them back, you wake up, check the&lt;br /&gt;fridge, and none of those things are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If After all that, you go to the store, buy those same things "again",&lt;br /&gt;check them off on your list as you go, get home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;unload your car and realize you bought none of the things on your list.&lt;br /&gt;And then you probably wake up again, but you're not really sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If, instead of laughing at my post, you resist the urge to check the&lt;br /&gt;fridge because if you get up, you'll have to pee first, and by the&lt;br /&gt;time you are done, you'll have forgotten anyway so what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you find a way to include Narcolepsy in all of your homework assignments&lt;br /&gt;because it is the only thing that fascinates you enough to give you a good&lt;br /&gt;chance at completing your homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If people think you have OCD, because you run to the bathroom three&lt;br /&gt;times after you use it in order to check whether you flushed or not.&lt;br /&gt;In actuality, you have gotten yelled at often enough about not flushing&lt;br /&gt;because you were so exhausted you lost track of what you were doing,&lt;br /&gt;and so you have trained yourself to go back once to check to see if&lt;br /&gt;you forgot, the second time you check is to make sure you were not&lt;br /&gt;just in a microsleep where you dreamed that you checked, and the third&lt;br /&gt;was because you couldn't remember if you checked or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you're driving to work one day and realize that you're half way to&lt;br /&gt;the job you had 10 years ago, not your current job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have to go outside with your dog so that you remember to let him in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your family is constantly asking you in exasperation "Are you sure&lt;br /&gt;you took your meds?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your neighbors are always giving you strange looks because you&lt;br /&gt;drive by your house and have to turn around and come back to park in your drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you keep Deodorant in your purse because you forget to put it on&lt;br /&gt;half the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you can't figure out what the big deal is about sleeping around,&lt;br /&gt;you've done it for years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you threaten your kids that you're going to go to sleep if they&lt;br /&gt;don't shut up, and it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you refuse to buy anything without a "Snooze" button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your man left you for someone with a cleaner house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you've been trying to get in touch with Mary Poppins so she can&lt;br /&gt;do that "Spit Spot" thing to your entire house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If Julie Andrews has had you arrested for stalking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you are the envy of all your friends because all you have to do&lt;br /&gt;is take a nap and dream of a vacation in Aruba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If time outs in your house mean that instead of your kid standing&lt;br /&gt;in the corner for 15 mins, you take a 15 min nap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If Mr. Sandman was your prom date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you know all the Serta Mattress sheep by first name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have to make an appointment with yourself to remember to&lt;br /&gt;make your appointment, and then you forget whether or not to make a&lt;br /&gt;reminder call to remind yourself to remind you, or to just remind&lt;br /&gt;yourself that you remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you totally understand the previous statement and remembered&lt;br /&gt;that you have an appointment tomorrow at 5:00pm and you forgot to&lt;br /&gt;remind yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dammit, you're not having a delusion of grandeur! YOU REALLY ARE&lt;br /&gt;THE KING OF NODDINGHAM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you are absolutely positive you paid that bill, you remember it&lt;br /&gt;vividly, you can even tell what cheque number and everything, only&lt;br /&gt;to discover that the cheque is still in the book and there is nothing on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you can eat dinner and five minutes later have no idea what you just&lt;br /&gt;ate or if you ever did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If the statement "I have so much to do right now I'd better go to sleep."&lt;br /&gt;makes perfect sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you plan your schedule around your medications - ex: I have 5 pills&lt;br /&gt;left, that is enough for 5 lazy days, or 2 days of sleep and 1 lazy day,&lt;br /&gt;and 1 productive day, or enough for 2 productive days and 1 lazy, then the&lt;br /&gt;rest I will be unconscious until I can find someone to pick up my meds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you can fall asleep on a roller coaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you are found paralyzed at the end of a roller coaster ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have to check the light 2 or 3 times to be sure it really is green&lt;br /&gt;before you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have eliminated cheerful and dramatic people from your life&lt;br /&gt;for safety purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your place of employment has had several meetings of top management&lt;br /&gt;to create a policy on naps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you keep a sleeping bag hidden under your desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your dog brings you a treat for remembering to let her out to pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have to paint eyeballs on your eyelids so the kids think you're awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you have to hit the buzzer on the cordless phone so you can remember&lt;br /&gt;where you used it last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your neighbors can't tell whether you're home or not, even when&lt;br /&gt;they're talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If your dog has potty trained himself on the toilet and has figured&lt;br /&gt;out how to operate your treadmill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If the phrase "rest home" sounds like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Only in my sleep, thank goodness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If being paralyzed regularly is normal&lt;br /&gt;and you are shocked when you realize that not everyone experiences this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you take a drug and experience being awake for the first time in&lt;br /&gt;a long time (if ever) and think that being awake is the most novel&lt;br /&gt;thing on this earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you take a drug and are able to remember the entire drive to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-3424548342514791001?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/3424548342514791001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=3424548342514791001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/3424548342514791001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/3424548342514791001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-we-really-that-bad-you-might-have.html' title='Are we really that bad?'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-8522063815182133768</id><published>2008-01-21T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:59:20.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMuuUWx4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/FV8RvYbZA1k/s1600-h/P9225688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMuuUWx4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/FV8RvYbZA1k/s400/P9225688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158042945069696898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning the floor the other day, and just set the vacuum down for a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMveUWx6I/AAAAAAAAALA/ldv-5LwBNVU/s1600-h/P9225702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMveUWx6I/AAAAAAAAALA/ldv-5LwBNVU/s400/P9225702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158042957954598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cray stepped in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMvuUWx7I/AAAAAAAAALI/CYOUFu9Ea6E/s1600-h/P9225703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMvuUWx7I/AAAAAAAAALI/CYOUFu9Ea6E/s400/P9225703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158042962249566130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part is that he absolutely REFUSED to let me touch the vacuum again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMwOUWx8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/TBvHcIbJEwY/s1600-h/P9225705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMwOUWx8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/TBvHcIbJEwY/s400/P9225705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158042970839500738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to wait a few hours before he got bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-8522063815182133768?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/8522063815182133768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=8522063815182133768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/8522063815182133768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/8522063815182133768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-cleaning-floor-other-day-and-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/R5UMuuUWx4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/FV8RvYbZA1k/s72-c/P9225688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-1490126899451039830</id><published>2007-09-04T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:29:01.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Friday Nights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32ULQbqWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bbR1iwZOGGU/s1600-h/hseastamericanforkcd01_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32ULQbqWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bbR1iwZOGGU/s320/hseastamericanforkcd01_0901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106508378987538786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus started football.  He is #9, (obviously), and this was an absolutely amazing catch that he made while playing the tight end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32ULQbqXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PN7tijl--30/s1600-h/hseastamericanforkcd02_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32ULQbqXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PN7tijl--30/s320/hseastamericanforkcd02_0901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106508378987538802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of him coming down on top of the defender, who helped to cushion his fall, and then proceeded to tackle him, but still, that was a SWEET catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32UbQbqYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ml0XL7G1Ois/s1600-h/hseastamericanforkcd05_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32UbQbqYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ml0XL7G1Ois/s320/hseastamericanforkcd05_0901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106508383282506114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus at the far left, blocking the defenders, so 40 was able to bring this one all the way down the field.  Also, a great play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32UbQbqZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/27_XsDM671w/s1600-h/hseastamericanforkcd09_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32UbQbqZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/27_XsDM671w/s320/hseastamericanforkcd09_0901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106508383282506130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...FOUR times in this game, while playing Defense he had to run the offense down, as each time they had slipped through everyone else, and Marcus is the only one fast enough to catch them.  This picture is one of those plays.  #2 broke away from the crowd, and Marcus started after him, catching just enough of his leg to bring him down, and stop him (and the other 3 as well) from making what would have been some perfect touchdowns.   Way to go.  BTW, He plays every single down during the games.  Really, This game he came to the sideline twice.  He had to take himself out for a play, because I am sure, playing OFFENSE, DEFENSE, and even SPECIAL TEAMS can really wear a man down. &lt;br /&gt;But I have to say: WELCOME FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-1490126899451039830?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/1490126899451039830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=1490126899451039830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/1490126899451039830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/1490126899451039830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-friday-nights.html' title='Our Friday Nights...'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rt32ULQbqWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bbR1iwZOGGU/s72-c/hseastamericanforkcd01_0901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-683829393017067451</id><published>2007-08-28T13:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T14:05:19.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Diana's First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8t7QbqRI/AAAAAAAAADc/MEtJnOwyoK0/s1600-h/P8275107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8t7QbqRI/AAAAAAAAADc/MEtJnOwyoK0/s320/P8275107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103841406160185618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8uLQbqSI/AAAAAAAAADk/zPf0E9HHDcY/s1600-h/P8275109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8uLQbqSI/AAAAAAAAADk/zPf0E9HHDcY/s320/P8275109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103841410455152930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8u7QbqTI/AAAAAAAAADs/lDgqKgC-xpo/s1600-h/P8275110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8u7QbqTI/AAAAAAAAADs/lDgqKgC-xpo/s320/P8275110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103841423340054834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8vLQbqUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cDoOEU1RuWU/s1600-h/P8275116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8vLQbqUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cDoOEU1RuWU/s320/P8275116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103841427635022146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8vbQbqVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TrH2oQICvx4/s1600-h/P8275117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8vbQbqVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TrH2oQICvx4/s320/P8275117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103841431929989458" 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/30049141-683829393017067451?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/683829393017067451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=683829393017067451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/683829393017067451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/683829393017067451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/08/dianas-first-day-of-school.html' title='Diana&apos;s First Day of School'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RtR8t7QbqRI/AAAAAAAAADc/MEtJnOwyoK0/s72-c/P8275107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-5141331370974878858</id><published>2007-08-01T23:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:28:12.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Dinosaur Store"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin's new favorite place is the dinosaur museum at Thanksgiving Point.  He calls it the dinosaur store.  Every single morning, he asks me if we can go to the dinosaur store. It truly is adorable how his little mouth tries to get around the tongue twister "Dinosaur Store" &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpeqbedHI/AAAAAAAAACs/Kr0451YYfOQ/s1600-h/P7064686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpeqbedHI/AAAAAAAAACs/Kr0451YYfOQ/s320/P7064686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093968629039264882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Talia and McKay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpfKbedII/AAAAAAAAAC0/E8fSDF96tA8/s1600-h/P7064680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpfKbedII/AAAAAAAAAC0/E8fSDF96tA8/s320/P7064680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093968637629199490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I...Mike teased my about my fluffy hair.  It was a stormy day, so the humidity really puffed it out.  It looks kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpfabedJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ETfI0bpsa6k/s1600-h/P7064696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpfabedJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ETfI0bpsa6k/s320/P7064696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093968641924166802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Mike's mom "Grandma Kim", along with Talia, McKay, and Justin in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpf6bedKI/AAAAAAAAADE/iPncUaqHcAU/s1600-h/P7064735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpf6bedKI/AAAAAAAAADE/iPncUaqHcAU/s320/P7064735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093968650514101410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sheleen's daughter, Ariyah, and McKay and Talia in front of a great white shark exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpgKbedLI/AAAAAAAAADM/JIGJojXigMg/s1600-h/P7064730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpgKbedLI/AAAAAAAAADM/JIGJojXigMg/s320/P7064730.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093968654809068722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and Mike together.  He had to ride in a wheel chair, due to the fact that he sprained his ankle while walking off of a curb at the golf course.  It is really swollen, and almost the entire foot and ankle turned black.  It was really gross.  And he thinks my hair looked bad...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFrKabedMI/AAAAAAAAADU/beRCFji8PFc/s1600-h/P7064766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFrKabedMI/AAAAAAAAADU/beRCFji8PFc/s320/P7064766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093970480170169538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Mike, nice CANKLES...Just Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-5141331370974878858?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/5141331370974878858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=5141331370974878858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/5141331370974878858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/5141331370974878858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/08/dinosaur-store.html' title='&quot;The Dinosaur Store&quot;'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RrFpeqbedHI/AAAAAAAAACs/Kr0451YYfOQ/s72-c/P7064686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-2019500580660877054</id><published>2007-07-26T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:30:47.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the lake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjLDKbedGI/AAAAAAAAACk/cDooL82cWZU/s1600-h/boating+6-12-2007+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjLDKbedGI/AAAAAAAAACk/cDooL82cWZU/s320/boating+6-12-2007+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091542633941988450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and the kids, we left Cray at home, and McKay was still in Idaho, but we had fun,&lt;br /&gt;even with just 2 of our  kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjKpabedDI/AAAAAAAAACM/iSgtUMiN1rw/s1600-h/boating+6-12-2007+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjKpabedDI/AAAAAAAAACM/iSgtUMiN1rw/s320/boating+6-12-2007+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091542191560356914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all took a day off and went out to the lake...&lt;br /&gt;Talia, our oldest daughter is on the right, and our 3 year old, Justin is at my left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjKpqbedEI/AAAAAAAAACU/K27R_NHKoTA/s1600-h/boating+6-12-2007+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjKpqbedEI/AAAAAAAAACU/K27R_NHKoTA/s320/boating+6-12-2007+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091542195855324226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Mike driving the boat. &lt;br /&gt;It was such a beautiful day, and it felt great to be out on the lake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjKqKbedFI/AAAAAAAAACc/e3dJDh-SAAw/s1600-h/boating+6-12-2007+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjKqKbedFI/AAAAAAAAACc/e3dJDh-SAAw/s320/boating+6-12-2007+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091542204445258834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus learned to drive the boat, he is actually quite a natural.&lt;br /&gt;The first time we let him drive, (Well, Mike let him, actually)&lt;br /&gt;Marie and I were out on the tube.  It was her first time on the tube, and he took&lt;br /&gt;us over some pretty huge waves.  Mike told me that we caught 4 feet of air.  That is quite a lot for the little tube we were riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-2019500580660877054?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/2019500580660877054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=2019500580660877054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/2019500580660877054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/2019500580660877054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-at-lake.html' title='A day at the lake...'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/RqjLDKbedGI/AAAAAAAAACk/cDooL82cWZU/s72-c/boating+6-12-2007+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-9158437630690302860</id><published>2007-03-13T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:18:49.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The beach 1...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4ui_JHGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZSw266lRQko/s1600-h/2007-3-5+461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4ui_JHGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZSw266lRQko/s320/2007-3-5+461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041490311437163618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't we just adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking our kids to the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4Gi_JHBI/AAAAAAAAABU/WsH8RdS7qdo/s1600-h/2007-3-5+366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4Gi_JHBI/AAAAAAAAABU/WsH8RdS7qdo/s320/2007-3-5+366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041489624242396178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4Gy_JHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/DtqeCS8R-i8/s1600-h/2007-3-5+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4Gy_JHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/DtqeCS8R-i8/s320/2007-3-5+428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041489628537363490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4HC_JHDI/AAAAAAAAABk/QH23Axm6qUU/s1600-h/2007-3-5+431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4HC_JHDI/AAAAAAAAABk/QH23Axm6qUU/s320/2007-3-5+431.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041489632832330802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4Hi_JHEI/AAAAAAAAABs/fkfDrk6Rv4c/s1600-h/2007-3-5+450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4Hi_JHEI/AAAAAAAAABs/fkfDrk6Rv4c/s320/2007-3-5+450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041489641422265410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that we live in Utah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-9158437630690302860?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/9158437630690302860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=9158437630690302860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/9158437630690302860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/9158437630690302860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/03/beach-1.html' title='The beach 1...'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb4ui_JHGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZSw266lRQko/s72-c/2007-3-5+461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-2764563568059202647</id><published>2007-03-13T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:10:40.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we drove down to California for Justin &amp; Tara's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were there, we went to Huntington beach, and let the kids play for a while.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb28C_JG8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/lnbTCrn9j38/s1600-h/2007-3-5+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb28C_JG8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/lnbTCrn9j38/s320/2007-3-5+193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041488344342141890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin was excited, until I let a little wave splash his feet.  He went absolutely ballistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb28S_JG9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/8kGZ0C2nqhE/s1600-h/2007-3-5+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb28S_JG9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/8kGZ0C2nqhE/s320/2007-3-5+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041488348637109202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He screamed for almost a full hour before I could calm him down.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost funny how scared he was...Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb28i_JG-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/VzcYc6SyjWg/s1600-h/2007-3-5+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb28i_JG-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/VzcYc6SyjWg/s320/2007-3-5+282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041488352932076514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb29C_JG_I/AAAAAAAAABE/0N-E3UW-IyE/s1600-h/2007-3-5+305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb29C_JG_I/AAAAAAAAABE/0N-E3UW-IyE/s320/2007-3-5+305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041488361522011122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb29S_JHAI/AAAAAAAAABM/tF66NOenqXE/s1600-h/2007-3-5+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb29S_JHAI/AAAAAAAAABM/tF66NOenqXE/s320/2007-3-5+352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041488365816978434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin was excited, until I let a little wave splash his feet.  He went absolutely ballistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He screamed for almost a full hour before I could calm him down.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost funny how scared he was...Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-2764563568059202647?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/2764563568059202647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=2764563568059202647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/2764563568059202647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/2764563568059202647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/03/beach.html' title='The Beach!!!'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb28C_JG8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/lnbTCrn9j38/s72-c/2007-3-5+193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-1608301665501195644</id><published>2007-03-13T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:02:06.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made brownies the other day, and the fam wanted to eat the batter more than the brownies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0ky_JG4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pDmFoJaVaUY/s1600-h/Image00085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0ky_JG4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pDmFoJaVaUY/s320/Image00085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485745886927746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin got a spoon.... Dad got a beater....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0lS_JG5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ejnjAT1WkjA/s1600-h/Image00093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0lS_JG5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ejnjAT1WkjA/s320/Image00093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485754476862354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Talia ended up with a bowl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0ly_JG7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/71cOWZMKVdE/s1600-h/Image00087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0ly_JG7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/71cOWZMKVdE/s320/Image00087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485763066796978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Justin finished with brownies all over his face...&lt;br /&gt;all over my walls, the stove, and the floor!&lt;br /&gt;But it sure was adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0li_JG6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8XGrIMoeutE/s1600-h/Image00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0li_JG6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8XGrIMoeutE/s320/Image00115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041485758771829666" 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/30049141-1608301665501195644?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/1608301665501195644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=1608301665501195644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/1608301665501195644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/1608301665501195644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-made-brownies-other-day-and-fam.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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/_n8Ro6TM4Qx0/Rfb0ky_JG4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pDmFoJaVaUY/s72-c/Image00085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30049141.post-117095162919491257</id><published>2007-02-08T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T09:20:29.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/646040/Image00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/256521/Image00028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/673179/Image00237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/869579/Image00237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/710368/Image00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/169255/Image00011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/524800/Image00096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/22996/Image00096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/516719/Image00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/334514/Image00015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-117095162919491257?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/117095162919491257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=117095162919491257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/117095162919491257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/117095162919491257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-117095146463695276</id><published>2007-02-08T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T09:17:53.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLASHBACK PICS...(Mike has my camera in Ohio)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/279672/Image00155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/538155/Image00155.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/430710/Image00121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/660727/Image00121.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/367133/Image00160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/629357/Image00160.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/171824/Image00157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/43004/Image00157.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/443485/Image00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/949726/Image00045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-117095146463695276?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/117095146463695276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=117095146463695276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/117095146463695276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/117095146463695276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/02/flashback-picsmike-has-my-camera-in.html' title='FLASHBACK PICS...(Mike has my camera in Ohio)'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116779491001407368</id><published>2007-01-02T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T20:28:30.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our gingerbread family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/246863/DSC06232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/276436/DSC06232.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a kit for a gingerbread family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/366631/DSC06239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/602973/DSC06239.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one for each of us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/194788/DSC06237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/624039/DSC06237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even had an extra grown-up for Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/468641/DSC06248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/103016/DSC06248.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talia's final project revealed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/229819/DSC06242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/529317/DSC06242.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKay's work of art!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116779491001407368?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116779491001407368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116779491001407368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116779491001407368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116779491001407368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-gingerbread-family.html' title='Our gingerbread family'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116658048950956253</id><published>2006-12-19T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:08:09.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cray feeds himself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/216091/Image00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/112965/Image00011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is what Cray looked like before lunch today.  He is so adorable with dark hair and those huge blue eyes.  After lunch was another matter, though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/908765/Image00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/186528/Image00019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked about 5 feet away to answer the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/672058/Image00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/567335/Image00020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I get.  He was pretty good at getting the spoon in his mouth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/82124/Image00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/498273/Image00012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, he wasn't getting much food without me, because his spoon wasn't quite right.  It was a noble attempt at feeding himself, especially for the 1st time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116658048950956253?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116658048950956253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116658048950956253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116658048950956253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116658048950956253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/12/cray-feeds-himself.html' title='Cray feeds himself...'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116535572592939841</id><published>2006-12-05T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T14:55:25.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming in December</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/328581/Image00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/493047/Image00068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love being able to swim in the middle of winter.  The kids have so much fun!!!  Until of course, they have to go back outside in the 12 degree weather to get to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/687444/Image00063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/968490/Image00063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talia is trying to get Justin to go down the slide again, but he's just not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/988634/Image00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/868184/Image00066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and Johnna just getting cozy in the hot tub.  Not too cozy, I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/877184/Image00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/683692/Image00055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike, Cray, and I.  What an adorable baby.  He always makes the silliest baby faces, but you've got to love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116535572592939841?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116535572592939841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116535572592939841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116535572592939841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116535572592939841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/12/swimming-in-december.html' title='Swimming in December'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116464052064036651</id><published>2006-11-27T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:15:20.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas early because of a book?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/842052/Image00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/347602/Image00090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not normally a Christmas person.  Christmas time is filled with with crazy shoppers, inconsiderate people in parking lots, and everyone worrying about what they get.  Not this year.  It will be different because of this book.  About 3 weeks ago, I was at a book signing, and I asked the author for some suggestions on children's books.  She suggested " I Believe in Santa Claus "  by Diane G. Adamson.  I didn't even flip through the books she recommended, I just bought them.  When I got home, I read the other books first, probably because they have pretty covers.  This book is very plain.  It is green, with the title in gold on the cover.  That's it.  But when I opened the pages, it was amazing.  I am not going to go through it.  Instead, go to the bookstore, and get the book for your home this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;This year our tree was up by mid-November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/746221/Image00095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/99906/Image00095.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Marcus, making my bows look pretty for the tree.  What good helpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/126609/Image00099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/832984/Image00099.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and Talia adding ornaments.  Talia hung them beautifully.  Justin on the other hand, didn't grasp the concept of the hooks.  He tried to make them stick to the tree, but eventually he was just throwing the silver balls into the branches, and hoping that they didn't roll back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/546591/Image00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/318735/Image00117.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/1600/667882/Image00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4412/3215/320/856930/Image00074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final Product...&lt;br /&gt;This picture is from a few days later, notice all of the spots down low with no ornaments?  Yes, Justin's new favorite game is called "Strip the tree and throw the ornaments down the stairs."  I am sure it is very exciting to play, but I can tell you that it's not nearly as fun to clean up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116464052064036651?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116464052064036651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116464052064036651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116464052064036651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116464052064036651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-early-because-of-book.html' title='Christmas early because of a book?'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116372070777529583</id><published>2006-11-16T16:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:45:07.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PRINCESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start off by saying that Talia NEVER got into any of my makeup.  Justin, however has done this numerous times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00059.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00059.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started with mascara first.  I am sure he wanted it to dry while he put on some foundation, and then  went for a second coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00065.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came the colors...A huge dilemna, I'm sure for a 2 year old to choose, so why not use them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00070.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he models the final look.  It's the new style.  Makeup EVERYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116372070777529583?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116372070777529583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116372070777529583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116372070777529583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116372070777529583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-princess.html' title='MY PRINCESS'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116284375275773131</id><published>2006-11-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:09:12.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cray's Blessing Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00028.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from Cray's blessing.  My mom bought him this gorgeous Tuxedo, cummerbun and all!  Doesn't he like like an angel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116284375275773131?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116284375275773131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116284375275773131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116284375275773131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116284375275773131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/11/crays-blessing-day.html' title='Cray&apos;s Blessing Day...'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116283598392848964</id><published>2006-11-06T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:00:50.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talia's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nov 4, 2006 Talia was baptized.  What a special day.  This is a picture of Talia "glowing" before the baptism.  For some reason, though it was light, the picture kept                looking like night around her.  So I figured she was meant to glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Here we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00054.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look holy?  I love the photos in baptismal clothing. &lt;br /&gt;The spirit was so strong during and after the baptism that it brought tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116283598392848964?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116283598392848964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116283598392848964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116283598392848964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116283598392848964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/11/talias-baptism.html' title='Talia&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116283519717326883</id><published>2006-11-06T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T10:46:37.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin LOVES Buzz Lightyear, and of course Buzz is so old, that no one carries his costume anymore.  Just by chance, while we were in Ridgecrest a few feeks go, we found this Buzz costume in the K-Mart.  He was so excited to wear it!  I think Halloween might be his new favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little monkey.  Cray is now 6 months old, and FINALLY has a nickname.  It is "Chiquito"  Really after the chiquita banana, but it also means very small.  Since he is MUCH smaller than any of our other children were, I think it fits perfectly.  Soon Halloween Cray was our Chiquito Banana Monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Talia at her school Halloween parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00027.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00027.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talia and her best friend, Allison Hanks.  It feltlike about 8 degrees because of the wind chill on Halloween, but we did the Trunk-or-Treat anyway.  The candy is all grouped close together, so we actually braved the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00041.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a blurry picture, but it's the best one we have.  Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116283519717326883?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116283519717326883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116283519717326883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116283519717326883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116283519717326883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN!!!'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116164971043452939</id><published>2006-10-23T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T18:28:30.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How people make money in Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got off the boat, and it is POURING down rain when we reached Cozumel.  Everyone is hiding in their shelters, the shops are closing, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some guy says, "Hey, do you want a picture with my bird, It will eat out of your mouth." Then when we were finished he told us that it would cost us $6 dollars.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00093.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at each other like what the heck. But six bucks for us to look like dorks was totally worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00089.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We went snorkeling in the Carribean Sea. It was pretty cool, but we didn't really see anything, like sharks or eels. Oh-well it was still fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116164971043452939?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116164971043452939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116164971043452939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116164971043452939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116164971043452939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-people-make-money-in-mexico.html' title='How people make money in Mexico'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116163998915040768</id><published>2006-10-23T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T15:46:29.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>?Donde Esta la playa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...Paradise.  Mike and I went to Riviera Maya/Yucatan Peninsula in September, It was so nice to be back in paradise.  It is so lush and green everywhere, the beaches are always in season, the weather superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on La Isla Mujeres, just soaking up the sun, we love the Carribean waters, so crystal clear and beautiful... On this beach you can walk for about 1/4 mile out into the ocean.  The water is the perfect temperature for a hot day, but also warm enough to swim on a rainy afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on the ferry to La Isla Mujeres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the gardens in Mexico, they are always full of so many colors, and not with the boring plants that we have in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't call this place paradise?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116163998915040768?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116163998915040768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116163998915040768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116163998915040768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116163998915040768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/10/donde-esta-la-playa.html' title='?Donde Esta la playa?'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116136982382618073</id><published>2006-10-20T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:24:32.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cray's First Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Cray ADORABLE?!?  This is his first real food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I have never seen such an adorable face on a baby in all of my years!  This is one for the books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00029.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm!!! SQUASH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/Image00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/Image00028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER BITE?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116136982382618073?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116136982382618073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116136982382618073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116136982382618073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116136982382618073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/10/crays-first-food.html' title='Cray&apos;s First Food'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116121018609575596</id><published>2006-10-18T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T16:23:06.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcus' Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-8-30%20229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-8-30%20229.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           My tough guys...Just before the baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-8-30%20249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-8-30%20249.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Justin thoroughly enjoying the cookies that the Relief Society provided.  Yeah...Thanks for the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-8-30%20242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-8-30%20242.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the missionaries that came over to talk to Talia before she gets baptized Nov. 4.  Do you see who they are with???  Not Talia, of course ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-8-30%20221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-8-30%20221.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so tough now, are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-8-30%20236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-8-30%20236.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of his family together.  The room for his baptism had standing room only.  It was amazing-Such a strong spirit that night.  CONGRATULATIONS, MARCUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116121018609575596?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116121018609575596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116121018609575596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116121018609575596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116121018609575596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/10/marcus-baptism.html' title='Marcus&apos; Baptism'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-116120904622071823</id><published>2006-10-18T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T16:05:39.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03732.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/DSC03732.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went ice skating at 7 Peaks Ice Rink with Grandpa Bill, and GiGi!  It was so much fun...it was Talia's first time on the ice.  She was pretty slow at first, but she really got the hang of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03737.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/DSC03737.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin liked "Skating" with Mike and I, though we were tired MUCH sooner than he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03742.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/DSC03742.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to share his sucker with me. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He wouldn't let me tell him no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-116120904622071823?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/116120904622071823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=116120904622071823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116120904622071823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/116120904622071823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/10/ice-skating.html' title='Ice Skating!'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-115397633723953110</id><published>2006-07-26T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:58:57.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/DSC03671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Lagoon on July 10.  McKay wanted to stay so that she could be home when Talia flew back from New Mexico, and to go to Lagoon with our family.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed every minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/DSC03702.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talia, McKay, Jesse, Anna, and Eric...all showin' the love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/DSC03667.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sittin' at Lagoon-A-Beach with Cray, soakin' up the sun and catchin' the rays... OK, we were under a tree in the shade, give me a break, it was HOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-115397633723953110?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/115397633723953110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=115397633723953110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115397633723953110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115397633723953110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/07/lagoon.html' title='Lagoon'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-115397576270543278</id><published>2006-07-26T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:49:22.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/DSC03721.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/200/DSC03720.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/200/DSC03720.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/DSC03720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/200/DSC03720.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cray went swimming for the first time when hw was 10 weeks old, he loved being up tohis neck in the water, but absolutely hated when I brought him out...He follows our family tradition of water babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin liked being in the water with his little baby Cray.  He wouldn't leave our side, the whole time we were swimming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-115397576270543278?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/115397576270543278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=115397576270543278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115397576270543278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115397576270543278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/07/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-115090969094176962</id><published>2006-06-21T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T11:08:10.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cray's 1st time on the boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little water baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-5-21%20081.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-5-21%20081.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took Cray out on the boat for the 1st time when he was 2 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-5-21%20080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-5-21%20080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he adorable in this HUGE life jacket?  You can barely see his little toes poking out the bottom.  Even with the bimini up, it was still sunny so we went back to shore within the hour, so Cray didn't have to stay in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30049141-115090969094176962?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/115090969094176962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=115090969094176962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115090969094176962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115090969094176962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/06/crays-1st-time-on-boat.html' title='Cray&apos;s 1st time on the boat'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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-30049141.post-115090861362885353</id><published>2006-06-21T10:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:50:13.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cray Michael Sturgeon</title><content type='html'>Here are some pics of our little baby Cray. He was born May 2, 2006 at 9:00 pm. It took only 7 hours of labor and one failed epidural to bring our little angel into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-6-14%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-6-14%20048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/1600/2006-5-21%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4412/3215/320/2006-5-21%20048.jpg" alt="" 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/30049141-115090861362885353?l=mikeandshamala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/feeds/115090861362885353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30049141&amp;postID=115090861362885353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115090861362885353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30049141/posts/default/115090861362885353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeandshamala.blogspot.com/2006/06/cray-michael-sturgeon.html' title='Cray Michael Sturgeon'/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Shamala</name><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></feed>
