<?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-3535415338244558725</id><updated>2012-02-27T15:33:10.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meier's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2662732986958116650</id><published>2012-02-27T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T11:44:47.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday walk with the dog!</title><content type='html'>Dont mind my outfit. I embarrassed Adam!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t-a8UgaHpp8/T0vdLD7MP7I/AAAAAAAAAxE/JsQEMxktLsg/s640/blogger-image-1488895164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t-a8UgaHpp8/T0vdLD7MP7I/AAAAAAAAAxE/JsQEMxktLsg/s640/blogger-image-1488895164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2662732986958116650?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2662732986958116650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-walk-with-dog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2662732986958116650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2662732986958116650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-walk-with-dog.html' title='Sunday walk with the dog!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t-a8UgaHpp8/T0vdLD7MP7I/AAAAAAAAAxE/JsQEMxktLsg/s72-c/blogger-image-1488895164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6307382219854928425</id><published>2012-02-23T13:11:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T13:31:34.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i {love} him</title><content type='html'>Valentines Day was good this year. I was scheduled to work so Adam and I had planned to celebrate the weekend after Valentines Day. It turned out that I was able to get off work early so we were able to party on valentines day. (Our night started our with a photo shoot much to Adams dismay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAIbERacrVg/T0ar3ABm6yI/AAAAAAAAAug/4XxWwCgDWR0/s1600/he.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAIbERacrVg/T0ar3ABm6yI/AAAAAAAAAug/4XxWwCgDWR0/s320/he.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712442138753952546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1Tn8AafYBQ/T0ar2mm6ExI/AAAAAAAAAuU/-uP9-0gLrP0/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1Tn8AafYBQ/T0ar2mm6ExI/AAAAAAAAAuU/-uP9-0gLrP0/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712442131931075346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out at Costa Vida. Closest thing to Cafe Rio here in Texas. No comparison but I will take what I can get. Then we went to Chili's and got the oreo molten lava cake for dessert. Let me tell you I am not exactly a Chili's fan but I think this may be the best dessert I have ever had. You MUST try it. After that we went to The Vow. I loved it. He didn't. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiW6VjTL-yk/T0ask2sXySI/AAAAAAAAAus/J-7y8AL-L74/s1600/v-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiW6VjTL-yk/T0ask2sXySI/AAAAAAAAAus/J-7y8AL-L74/s320/v-day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712442926522943778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Adam and I have now spent 5 Valentines days together. I can't even believe that! So I will tell you 5 things I love about him.&lt;br /&gt;1. He is so funny/fun to be around. Never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;2. He is humble. Hates it when I or anyone else brag about him.&lt;br /&gt;3. He will do anything for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;4. He is the hardest worker. He never complains about the things that he has to do. &lt;br /&gt;5. He is sooo easy to please. You don't realize how big of a deal this one is until you are married to someone that is a super star at it. Everything I make is the best thing  he has ever had. He never criticizes me if the house is a mess, my hair isn't done, or if there is no food in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love him so much and am so happy that he is in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6307382219854928425?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6307382219854928425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-love-him.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6307382219854928425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6307382219854928425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-love-him.html' title='i {love} him'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAIbERacrVg/T0ar3ABm6yI/AAAAAAAAAug/4XxWwCgDWR0/s72-c/he.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1563604766655594128</id><published>2012-02-22T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T07:01:14.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{new} York!</title><content type='html'>Last week Chelsey (my sister in law/ friend) went to NYC to visit our friend Amber. It was sooo much fun. Here is how our adventure started. In December I got an advertisement from Spirit Airlines say that you could fly round trip to NYC for $69. I quickly called Chelsey to see if she wanted to go visit Amber. She did. So we get on to book the tickets. Well.....They were not exactly $69 because spirit airlines charges you for a seat? Isn't that kinda given in the price of the ticket? I would have stood up the whole time :). We bought the tickets anyway because they were still a pretty good deal. &lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to February 12th, the day we are supposed to leave. Chelsey and I show up to the airport 1 and 1/2 hours early. Well our flight had left 2 hours before that. They changed our flight and didn't tell us! Bottom line, Don't fly Spirit Airlines. They ended up buying us a ticket on a different airline and we got there a couple hours after we were supposed to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XS2T85QM4lU/T0T1sW9QN8I/AAAAAAAAAsE/wByURKxlf7w/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XS2T85QM4lU/T0T1sW9QN8I/AAAAAAAAAsE/wByURKxlf7w/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711960369838176194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on the Staten Island Ferry. It was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvQSNB7XhBs/T0T7QZiYKKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZDHzNds0Cqw/s1600/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvQSNB7XhBs/T0T7QZiYKKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZDHzNds0Cqw/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711966486564186274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsey and I ordered a large pizza just incase Amber wanted some. I.dont.know.what.we.were.thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NUOi8tTpP5E/T0T8Q_hpWQI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ppWdQjxqswI/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NUOi8tTpP5E/T0T8Q_hpWQI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ppWdQjxqswI/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711967596273293570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dCvnTzrMPs/T0T8P1OjAhI/AAAAAAAAAso/YNWS0HLCRyM/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dCvnTzrMPs/T0T8P1OjAhI/AAAAAAAAAso/YNWS0HLCRyM/s320/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711967576328962578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EulIOcVoVTA/T0T8PK9kQkI/AAAAAAAAAsc/uiEhtTEY3m8/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EulIOcVoVTA/T0T8PK9kQkI/AAAAAAAAAsc/uiEhtTEY3m8/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711967564983452226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d3MwLsV5sQ/T0T-yj2JPTI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DoXki8B7oOI/s1600/IMG_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d3MwLsV5sQ/T0T-yj2JPTI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DoXki8B7oOI/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711970371981884722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22jOftOeChM/T0T_WEmd6DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/a5ePLDAEFO0/s1600/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22jOftOeChM/T0T_WEmd6DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/a5ePLDAEFO0/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711970982069921842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3otLjXbkzk/T0T_VeBpHgI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kRFJnonzREI/s1600/IMG_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3otLjXbkzk/T0T_VeBpHgI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kRFJnonzREI/s320/IMG_0472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711970971714919938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;911&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfJMUQn2N9I/T0T_suC2C6I/AAAAAAAAAtk/rJa-dvQCyfE/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfJMUQn2N9I/T0T_suC2C6I/AAAAAAAAAtk/rJa-dvQCyfE/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711971371151920034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber's Harlem Apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zq_ZkIuIVA/T0UAOsi-OhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/7_CS5H1eK1A/s1600/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zq_ZkIuIVA/T0UAOsi-OhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/7_CS5H1eK1A/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711971954865355282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manhattan Temple/Church&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun. Some other things we did that are not seen in picture. Max Brenner :), lots of shopping, hour long foot massages in china town, walked to a sketchy park in china town by a chinese man trying to sell us knock of jewelry (we didn't realize what we were getting into), valentines dinner, hanging out with sydnee!, laughing a lot, eating even more, stayed up until 3 every night talking. I am so lucky to have grown up with such amazing friends for those of you that weren't there we missed you! (you know who you are :) &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go back to New York with Adam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1563604766655594128?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1563604766655594128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/new-york.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1563604766655594128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1563604766655594128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/new-york.html' title='{new} York!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XS2T85QM4lU/T0T1sW9QN8I/AAAAAAAAAsE/wByURKxlf7w/s72-c/IMG_0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-437195967984808290</id><published>2012-02-03T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T07:27:48.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you a story....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zACzAYZA1sA/Tyv8826nr_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/A6GZ1m-xqkc/s1600/Holiday%2B2011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zACzAYZA1sA/Tyv8826nr_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/A6GZ1m-xqkc/s320/Holiday%2B2011.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Adam got a dog for Christmas....FROM ME!&lt;br /&gt;R.E.W.I.N.D 4 years: Picture Me and Adam falling in love dreaming about all the possibilities that our life together will hold. Well during these blissful moments of hormonal passion we came across the topic of getting a dog (more then once). Never agreeing on when the appropriate time/the appropriate number of dogs our future life would hold. At this time I told Adam straight forward that I would NEVER have a dog until I had a house and a kid begging for one. You see I have never really been a dog person. I blame it on my anxiety prone personality and the few scarring experiences I had as a wee child. Let me illustrate some examples for your entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;1. The fact that neither of my parents really like animals (my mom says she does but its a lie) I remember one horrible experience when my dad and brothers came home with a dog and the whole family was so excited...Except for BONNIE (that is my mom). That night I heard the dog crying all night and it sounded as if my mom had gone insane and was, well, going insane on the dog. The next morning the dog was gone. My mom said she took it back to the owners but I still have my suspicions. &lt;br /&gt;2. Bruin: This was my wonderful friend Abbey's dog. He was just down right mean. You see Abbey lived just a few houses away from me growing up and every time I thought about going over there I had the thought of Bruin waiting outside to terrorize me. When I finally did muster up the courage to go to her house the entire 4 house walk I would wonder and worry about whether or not Bruin would be waiting for me in Abbey's driveway. You see how these connections are forming in my brain...dog=I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;3. Then there was the Henry's dog (do any of my westview drivers remember his name? I blocked it out). This dog was freaky! I had heard a million horror stories about how he had bit so and sos grandma and sent her to the hospital. He always escaped from his owners back yard and would just wander down the streets looking for prey. Anytime I was walking home from a friends house and I spotted him in the distance I felt like I was in the "mad dog" scene of To Kill A Mocking Bird. I wished I had a shot gun and knew how to use it like Atticus Finch. &lt;br /&gt;4. Then there was Samantha aka Sam. She was a good dog. I think we only had her for a year or two. My dad would always take our dogs with him running. Well one day Dad and Sam went running together and only dad came back. My dad took a Suburban full of my siblings/friends down by the river with a grocery sack full of old lunch meat to try to lure Sam back to us but she was never seen again. (After reading story number 1 I am sure this seems a little suspicious to you too.) &lt;br /&gt;5. During Jr high and high school we had Duffy.....If you remember him you know why he may have scarred me....I don't think it would be appropriate to get into the details on this one ;)&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward 4 years, here I am still not a dog lover. So you may be wondering: How did we end up with a dog? They don't have a house and they don't have a kid? Well it is a series of events actually. Beginning with Adam starting to beg for a dog about two years ago. Every time he started in on wanting a dog I would say, "You knew what I was when you picked me up." (one of his favorite lines to use on me when I complain about his clothing in the front room.) Then in August of this year my friend Chelsea, a crazy dog person, knew someone from work that was giving away free chawinnies (if you don't know what they are google for a good laugh). Adam was dead set on getting on of these dogs and for some reason he thought I was slightly on board. I wasn't. After many  conversations/arguments about getting this dog I won...but my heart did start to soften because I saw how sad he was when I didn't want the dog. Then on Adam's birthday in September something I said made him think that i would think about getting a dog soon. I still am not sure how he got that out of our conversation but once again was extremely disappointed when I was not interested in getting a dog. It had been a pretty depressing year for us and by mid-November I was ready for something to cheer us both up. So I decided I was going to cave and surprise Adam with a dog for Christmas. Oscar was dropped off at our doorstep in a Christmas bag. When Adam realized it was a dog he looked at me and said, "THIS IS THE NICEST THING ANYONE HAS EVER DONE FOR ME." &lt;br /&gt;I still don't necessarily call myself a dog person but I do like our dog... most of the time.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-437195967984808290?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/437195967984808290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/let-me-tell-you-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/437195967984808290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/437195967984808290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/02/let-me-tell-you-story.html' title='Let me tell you a story....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zACzAYZA1sA/Tyv8826nr_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/A6GZ1m-xqkc/s72-c/Holiday%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4290368450149227968</id><published>2012-01-27T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:50:21.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LHqrkMKLQc/TyLVeMk07pI/AAAAAAAAArs/3Z0ixq3nJOs/s1600/oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LHqrkMKLQc/TyLVeMk07pI/AAAAAAAAArs/3Z0ixq3nJOs/s320/oscar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702354792952950418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mUgdD6wbUvw/TyLVdHxp0YI/AAAAAAAAArg/Md0-qiflG88/s1600/osc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mUgdD6wbUvw/TyLVdHxp0YI/AAAAAAAAArg/Md0-qiflG88/s320/osc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702354774484701570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T_r4762Y5yQ/TyLVdNo7esI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jkPaOjwatZ8/s1600/jes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T_r4762Y5yQ/TyLVdNo7esI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jkPaOjwatZ8/s320/jes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702354776058723010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jW0hPfsYJJ4/TyLVc4lOfHI/AAAAAAAAArI/5_eSm6pBbWE/s1600/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jW0hPfsYJJ4/TyLVc4lOfHI/AAAAAAAAArI/5_eSm6pBbWE/s320/dog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702354770406046834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtsg3J2nFKs/TyLQ2ZyUhMI/AAAAAAAAAq8/V8ml8L-XnD4/s1600/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtsg3J2nFKs/TyLQ2ZyUhMI/AAAAAAAAAq8/V8ml8L-XnD4/s320/IMG_0454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702349711257928898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MaQCLl4XXS0/TyLQ2Nk66RI/AAAAAAAAAqs/5XQryrSbGEY/s1600/IMG_0452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MaQCLl4XXS0/TyLQ2Nk66RI/AAAAAAAAAqs/5XQryrSbGEY/s320/IMG_0452.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702349707980499218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hnAi-16xmj4/TyLQ14rzrbI/AAAAAAAAAqk/_1QoP3eCeR0/s1600/IMG_0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hnAi-16xmj4/TyLQ14rzrbI/AAAAAAAAAqk/_1QoP3eCeR0/s320/IMG_0448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702349702372240818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent New Year's Even with Jessica and Jed this year. Jessica and I grew up next door to each other for 17 years of our life and now magically she and Jed moved to the Dallas area. We went to dinner at Chuy's, played Wii, played settlers, and watched our dogs interact. This is actually the second New Years Eve Adam and I have spent with Jessica and Jed and we have not been disappointed yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4290368450149227968?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4290368450149227968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-is-new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4290368450149227968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4290368450149227968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-is-new-year.html' title='It is a New Year'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LHqrkMKLQc/TyLVeMk07pI/AAAAAAAAArs/3Z0ixq3nJOs/s72-c/oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-168727336014440596</id><published>2012-01-11T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:19:00.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{christmas}</title><content type='html'>This post is severely belated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP0sC2JWgvk/TyLK0uPQYfI/AAAAAAAAApo/307R0Ya62VE/s1600/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP0sC2JWgvk/TyLK0uPQYfI/AAAAAAAAApo/307R0Ya62VE/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702343085318496754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really good Christmas this year. I ate to much, stayed up to late, and didn't take nearly enough pictures. I was scheduled to work on Christmas Day so Adams family decided to come up here so Adam wouldn't have to be alone on Christmas. As it turned out I got cancelled on Christmas Day so we all spent it together in our tiny apartment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkXkphq0rHU/TyLLFbtt9nI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Tqc4gevEXZ4/s1600/IMG_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkXkphq0rHU/TyLLFbtt9nI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Tqc4gevEXZ4/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702343372403766898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the boys before church. Adams little sister that is on a mission sent all her brothers ties for Christmas so we had to get a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tc2q1YoilnE/TyLM5egMn4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/ITTwYpeu6BI/s1600/adam%2Bfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tc2q1YoilnE/TyLM5egMn4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/ITTwYpeu6BI/s320/adam%2Bfam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702345366017187714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family on Christmas Eve (besides sadie and Pippa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYUu0x-_mH8/TyLNpmeYdYI/AAAAAAAAAqM/EqpCftWpeAo/s1600/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYUu0x-_mH8/TyLNpmeYdYI/AAAAAAAAAqM/EqpCftWpeAo/s320/dinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702346192790779266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also celebrated Kevin's retirement while everyone was here. My father in law is retiring at the end of this month so his company took us to a fancy steak house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ccd7b_ATkrs/TyLN92iwfbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FvK5i1dU1Ro/s1600/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ccd7b_ATkrs/TyLN92iwfbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FvK5i1dU1Ro/s320/us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702346540701482418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did miss my family and I think it may have been a little too close of quarters for everyone because we all ended up sick! But it was a great Christmas and it was so nice to have Adam not stressed out about school. I think he earned a couple of years of life back for how much relaxing we did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-168727336014440596?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/168727336014440596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/168727336014440596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/168727336014440596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas.html' title='{christmas}'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP0sC2JWgvk/TyLK0uPQYfI/AAAAAAAAApo/307R0Ya62VE/s72-c/IMG_0443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2499390984436540035</id><published>2011-12-10T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:21:14.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexi-CO</title><content type='html'>We went to Mexico with my family for thanksgiving. Yeah I know that was like 2 weeks ago. I haven't blogged about it yet &lt;br /&gt;1. Because Half the time blogger does not let me upload pictures? Does anyone else have this problem? It Drives.Me.Crazy&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;2. I am pretty much lazy&lt;br /&gt;Every time the majority of my family gets together it is a lot of crazy and a lot of fun. We hung out at the beach, ate a lot, played a little sports, watched some "shows" if that is what you can call them. The resort we went to this year was not the most child/Katie friendly we have been to. The night time shows were provocative and had me and  adam rolling on the floor laughing a couple times. Every single costume the "performers" wore were G-string loe's....not pretty. I don't care what country I am in. Never.Okay. Also, this resort had a higher than average amount of topless women on the beach. Plus for some people. Minus for me.&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was awesome. Here are some pictures for your enjoyment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d04soYBe7fo/TuRXxkrjBWI/AAAAAAAAApc/L7aZNB4FPYs/s1600/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d04soYBe7fo/TuRXxkrjBWI/AAAAAAAAApc/L7aZNB4FPYs/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684765138819941730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-frmRk9m3-60/TuRXwUSP7CI/AAAAAAAAApQ/C5KtlNk_K2I/s1600/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-frmRk9m3-60/TuRXwUSP7CI/AAAAAAAAApQ/C5KtlNk_K2I/s320/IMG_0431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684765117238996002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IWAoY_y2ySI/TuRXwP9As9I/AAAAAAAAApE/meBBh0d-nps/s1600/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IWAoY_y2ySI/TuRXwP9As9I/AAAAAAAAApE/meBBh0d-nps/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684765116076176338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OxRrZBi-zQQ/TuRXa59CXbI/AAAAAAAAAo8/M8GhVjxU09s/s1600/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OxRrZBi-zQQ/TuRXa59CXbI/AAAAAAAAAo8/M8GhVjxU09s/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684764749393452466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkLUtZPRsnY/TuRXarIj8vI/AAAAAAAAAos/40qPquXE5Fg/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkLUtZPRsnY/TuRXarIj8vI/AAAAAAAAAos/40qPquXE5Fg/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684764745415258866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPK_1Su5jFc/TuRXZSmtZ1I/AAAAAAAAAog/WSlzjZ0f98U/s1600/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ppxOTXTXkEM/TuRWtpXjalI/AAAAAAAAAnY/NF4jCH74VG8/s320/IMG_0380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684763971847154258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFgbBjdjY4c/TuRWhbB6ZmI/AAAAAAAAAnM/rDEmBzOgFa0/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFgbBjdjY4c/TuRWhbB6ZmI/AAAAAAAAAnM/rDEmBzOgFa0/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684763761839859298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD_69KWybO8/TuRWhPG7vLI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9bq0RUkBsfQ/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD_69KWybO8/TuRWhPG7vLI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9bq0RUkBsfQ/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684763758639692978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kXK8vAutIU/TuRWTYtGCAI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cSEgH9S_0v8/s1600/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kXK8vAutIU/TuRWTYtGCAI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cSEgH9S_0v8/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684763520697501698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2499390984436540035?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2499390984436540035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/12/mexi-co.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2499390984436540035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2499390984436540035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/12/mexi-co.html' title='Mexi-CO'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d04soYBe7fo/TuRXxkrjBWI/AAAAAAAAApc/L7aZNB4FPYs/s72-c/IMG_0439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-297554150648513971</id><published>2011-11-01T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:50:54.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a great weekend. I had to work everyday but we were able to have some fun to. &lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went to the BYU vs. TCU game with some of our friends. The game=Not so good The Stadium=Amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7O_qInTwCwA/TrC81p9VF2I/AAAAAAAAAmE/br5EFaZpTqM/s1600/byu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7O_qInTwCwA/TrC81p9VF2I/AAAAAAAAAmE/br5EFaZpTqM/s320/byu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670239560841631586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOnmILkvdsA/TrC9NsVrl6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/cp3NfSAb39o/s1600/gametime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOnmILkvdsA/TrC9NsVrl6I/AAAAAAAAAmY/cp3NfSAb39o/s320/gametime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670239973797500834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndu1xYc8SJc/TrC9NVjy51I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jrIY2FukyK4/s1600/cho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndu1xYc8SJc/TrC9NVjy51I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jrIY2FukyK4/s320/cho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670239967682684754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday We went to our ward Halloween Party and then one of our friends was throwing a Halloween Party so we went to that. I didn't get any pictures though. &lt;br /&gt;Monday all the med school people came over and we just hung out.  We didn't get a single trick-or-treater and I didn't take a single picture. Expect for this one of my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ylet1oWNYeE/TrC9_R_Tw5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/MhPtiwedqpI/s1600/hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ylet1oWNYeE/TrC9_R_Tw5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/MhPtiwedqpI/s320/hall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670240825717801874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-297554150648513971?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/297554150648513971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/297554150648513971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/297554150648513971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-weekend.html' title='Halloween Weekend'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7O_qInTwCwA/TrC81p9VF2I/AAAAAAAAAmE/br5EFaZpTqM/s72-c/byu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4265771791816931588</id><published>2011-10-30T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:33:27.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Man...Or maybe its just my Husband</title><content type='html'>On my way home from work today I called Adam and asked him to cut up a red pepper so I could start making dinner right when I got there.&lt;br /&gt;When I walked in the door this is what I saw.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ds05uoreY-0/Tq3rvNK6iaI/AAAAAAAAAl4/cbFy-i2iwOw/s1600/hubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ds05uoreY-0/Tq3rvNK6iaI/AAAAAAAAAl4/cbFy-i2iwOw/s320/hubby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669446702151141794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...You couldn't pull yourself away from the TV long enough to cut a pepper? In his defense he said, "Well I am doing a really good job. The pepper is cut into really small pieces." And atlas he gave me an idea if I need more counter space in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I love it and I love him. He makes me laugh sooo much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4265771791816931588?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4265771791816931588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/typical-manor-maybe-its-just-my-husband.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4265771791816931588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4265771791816931588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/typical-manor-maybe-its-just-my-husband.html' title='Typical Man...Or maybe its just my Husband'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ds05uoreY-0/Tq3rvNK6iaI/AAAAAAAAAl4/cbFy-i2iwOw/s72-c/hubby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8657170967506082463</id><published>2011-10-24T21:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:08:51.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="position:relative;width:500px;height:500px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/masked_marvel_sorts/thing.outbound?.embedder=0&amp;amp;.svc=copypaste&amp;amp;id=28639143"&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="a masked marvel of the sorts." src="http://embed.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/x/tid/28639143.jpg" title="a masked marvel of the sorts." height="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/masked_marvel_sorts/thing.outbound?.embedder=0&amp;amp;.svc=copypaste&amp;amp;id=28639143"&gt;a masked marvel of the sorts.&lt;/a&gt;   (clipped to &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I learned how to spell Wed-Nes-Day until like last year anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8657170967506082463?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8657170967506082463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/masked-marvel-of-sorts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8657170967506082463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8657170967506082463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/masked-marvel-of-sorts.html' title='I&apos;m Guilty'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7937852104993172887</id><published>2011-10-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T20:37:25.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Utah</title><content type='html'>I went home for about 4 days to see my lil' bro that just got back from a mission. Its kind of funny though...I didn't get a single picture of/with him. Opps. We did get to spend a lot of time together though. He is in trouble because he is acting like he is still on his mission. He hasn't talked to me once since I have been back home. &lt;br /&gt; Here are a few of the pics I did get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRXL6C-Kv-c/TpugzQMmy9I/AAAAAAAAAk0/QMMfBcFIsgA/s1600/aub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRXL6C-Kv-c/TpugzQMmy9I/AAAAAAAAAk0/QMMfBcFIsgA/s320/aub.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664297758730144722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Aubrey. I was watching her for a little while and she grabbed this bag out of her diaper bag and went around the corner. Next thing I noticed she had the entire bad dumped out and had sucked on all of the candy pumpkins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ComraAv35f4/Tpuhd2TbV0I/AAAAAAAAAlI/f6whsr7gNO8/s1600/sambd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ComraAv35f4/Tpuhd2TbV0I/AAAAAAAAAlI/f6whsr7gNO8/s320/sambd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664298490513807170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ql7IHm1it4k/Tpuhd_oYvsI/AAAAAAAAAlA/bzwHvO2VO7s/s1600/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ql7IHm1it4k/Tpuhd_oYvsI/AAAAAAAAAlA/bzwHvO2VO7s/s320/cry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664298493017636546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam had a birthday while I was there. He is obsessed with horses so he had a cowboy party. This is his awesome barn cake with barn animal cupcakes and him "Its his party he can cry if he wants to." There was cowboy food, cowboy decorations, and complete with horse and burlap sack races. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2RC3z44PGE/TpuiATSFUAI/AAAAAAAAAlY/8maUhoSLeGg/s1600/witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2RC3z44PGE/TpuiATSFUAI/AAAAAAAAAlY/8maUhoSLeGg/s320/witch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664299082408349698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the witches breakfast at gardner village while I was home. This is the only picture I managed to take. &lt;br /&gt;It was so good to be able to see bart and the rest of my family. I am so excited that I get to see them all again in 5 weeks (Sorry dan and heather :) &lt;br /&gt;It was also good to be home. I hadn't been to Utah in 8 months and I am afraid it is going to be at least another 8 until I go back :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7937852104993172887?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7937852104993172887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-went-to-utah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7937852104993172887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7937852104993172887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-went-to-utah.html' title='I went to Utah'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRXL6C-Kv-c/TpugzQMmy9I/AAAAAAAAAk0/QMMfBcFIsgA/s72-c/aub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6063448651890136195</id><published>2011-10-13T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T19:34:01.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally cool enough to lay by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn4Mb6oosds/TpefggKOVbI/AAAAAAAAAko/30uZDHFERws/s1600/sunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn4Mb6oosds/TpefggKOVbI/AAAAAAAAAko/30uZDHFERws/s320/sunny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663170437179135410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6063448651890136195?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6063448651890136195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-finally-cool-enough-to-lay-by-pool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6063448651890136195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6063448651890136195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-finally-cool-enough-to-lay-by-pool.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn4Mb6oosds/TpefggKOVbI/AAAAAAAAAko/30uZDHFERws/s72-c/sunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1162550990111926002</id><published>2011-09-25T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:42:46.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise...</title><content type='html'>So Adam's Birthday is tomorrow....He is going to be 26. I can't even believe it. We had a pretty busy week and I was trying to figure out a time when we could have our friends over and have cake and ice cream. It was looking like it wasn't going to work out. So Wednesday at 3pm I decided I was going to throw a surprise party for him. &lt;br /&gt;I felt so sneaky. I really liked it. I hurried and texted all our friends, texted Adam and told him I had a surprise for him when he got home, and baked a cake. Time slightly got away from me and Adam called me when he was on his way home from school and my cake was still hot and my house smelled like cake from a mile away. I ran the cake and frosting over to my friends house so she could frost it and bring it over when she came to let people in. I hid the ice cream, sprayed the house with an entire can of febreeze to try and get the cake smell out and waited patiently. Adam got home and I told him we were going to celebrate his birthday at outback since we wouldn't have a better day to celebrate it. (Much to my surprise He didn't notice the cake smell.) We left for dinner and had a great time. The entire time people were texting me and I was on my phone a lot answering friends questions. Adam kept getting mad at me and asking who I was texting. I kept telling him it was about visiting teaching. Luckily he didn't grab my phone cause usually he does. I had to pretend like I really had to go to the bathroom on the way home because I couldn't stop laughing. Then finally we made it home and I hadn't blown it. Adam unlocked and opened the door and everyone said surprise. He SLAMMED the door shut pushed me out of the way and started running the other direction... Then he realized. It was pretty hilarious.  Everyone said it was the best surprise they have ever seen. I totally agree. So many people came with it being such short notice. Just shows how much everyone loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzG5E_9xVSo/Tn-gF5UQglI/AAAAAAAAAkg/EoMqppQLhIg/s1600/blurry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzG5E_9xVSo/Tn-gF5UQglI/AAAAAAAAAkg/EoMqppQLhIg/s320/blurry.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656415680146211410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why Adam's Face is so blurry in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdBxBAIlaso/Tn-gF2J52eI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-lE_uFyZFRc/s1600/us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdBxBAIlaso/Tn-gF2J52eI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-lE_uFyZFRc/s320/us.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656415679297477090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KK0qui_UPGk/Tn-gFv0_bHI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/U3YQCjWkpf8/s1600/cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KK0qui_UPGk/Tn-gFv0_bHI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/U3YQCjWkpf8/s320/cake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656415677599149170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1162550990111926002?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1162550990111926002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/surprise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1162550990111926002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1162550990111926002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/surprise.html' title='Surprise...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzG5E_9xVSo/Tn-gF5UQglI/AAAAAAAAAkg/EoMqppQLhIg/s72-c/blurry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4427585219067420291</id><published>2011-09-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T08:25:05.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UT vs BYU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C14zGgzWNQs/TnIYzPAKjhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3Uy-EbS2H_Q/s1600/gameday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C14zGgzWNQs/TnIYzPAKjhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3Uy-EbS2H_Q/s320/gameday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652607750783012370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we went to Austin for the BYU vs UT game. Obviously the score didn't show it but I had a lot of fun. We drove down Saturday morning with Ryan and Lainie and met Adam's mom and cousin down there. Adam's cousin is from Utah and is buddy buddy with one of the coaches so she got us tickets on the second row. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EW0B5fuW9Tc/TnIWVD8hrSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/op98W7eov7g/s1600/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EW0B5fuW9Tc/TnIWVD8hrSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/op98W7eov7g/s320/game.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652605033395629346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were over 100,000 people at the game. It was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Here we are with Ryan and Lainie and the baby. Typical adam open mouth picture! Its my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c73WESjftzA/TnIWFX_Kw9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/VMZkBIM5FXI/s1600/DSC01236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c73WESjftzA/TnIWFX_Kw9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/VMZkBIM5FXI/s320/DSC01236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652604763897512914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DkGw6g5P-PI/TnIVd-X_O3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/az8CYzZpZLc/s1600/6a0147e3bab0fd970b014e8b80cb61970d.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DkGw6g5P-PI/TnIVd-X_O3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/az8CYzZpZLc/s320/6a0147e3bab0fd970b014e8b80cb61970d.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652604087007394674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvKUWNgRZjA/TnIXyjdd2uI/AAAAAAAAAkA/p-6vN2TXXPs/s1600/espn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvKUWNgRZjA/TnIXyjdd2uI/AAAAAAAAAkA/p-6vN2TXXPs/s320/espn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652606639583124194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam got a solo picture on ESPN. There was no service at the game but as we were leaving Adam, his mom, and I all got about 10 consecutive texts saying "We just saw Adam on TV" My family sent Adam the above picture of himself. I think it is a pretty funny look he has going on. He is so concerned about the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4427585219067420291?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4427585219067420291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/ut-vs-byu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4427585219067420291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4427585219067420291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/ut-vs-byu.html' title='UT vs BYU'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C14zGgzWNQs/TnIYzPAKjhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3Uy-EbS2H_Q/s72-c/gameday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6371511077132948065</id><published>2011-09-07T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T08:29:48.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Narcissism/perfectionism...</title><content type='html'>Adam informed me this morning at 5:30 in the am that I have it. When you don't have a dog, cat, fish, or a child what else do you have to take pictures of at 5:30 in the morning besides you and your husband pretending to be grown ups with real jobs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aD42wCbrIXo/TnIUsviE4yI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fp5mNXM1wDY/s1600/addy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aD42wCbrIXo/TnIUsviE4yI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fp5mNXM1wDY/s320/addy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652603241209586466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we look like posers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmc3vxCugwo/TnIU5DgSUXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/_pzinzmP7Oo/s1600/meee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmc3vxCugwo/TnIU5DgSUXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/_pzinzmP7Oo/s320/meee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652603452729217394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am perpetuating the never ending stereotypes that tends to drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt; 1. My life is completely perfect 2. My husband and I are like meant for each other and never ever fight. 3. I am obsessed with myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6371511077132948065?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6371511077132948065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/internet-narcissismperfectionism.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6371511077132948065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6371511077132948065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/internet-narcissismperfectionism.html' title='Internet Narcissism/perfectionism...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aD42wCbrIXo/TnIUsviE4yI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fp5mNXM1wDY/s72-c/addy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2951537633576079231</id><published>2011-09-06T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:25:20.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor day in chronological order</title><content type='html'>1. Unpacked some more of my new apartment. Only a couple of boxes left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My Purse exploded on the counter because I was looking for my debit card I had lost. I was trying to buy something on the internet. After calling everywhere we had been the last 3 days I walked back to the computer and found it was sitting right by the computer. I had already taken it out of my purse for the purchase. I am ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak45VSbyRXc/TmY5uLvFOMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Xfo7BbU3nQc/s1600/purse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak45VSbyRXc/TmY5uLvFOMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Xfo7BbU3nQc/s320/purse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649266248169896130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Purchased above said item: A ticket to come to Utah in early October! I am so excited to see my little brother. He gets home from his mission September 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. No explanation needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5DeEKyxurA/TmY6gtvaYrI/AAAAAAAAAjI/bQDNTvrxl3E/s1600/sonic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5DeEKyxurA/TmY6gtvaYrI/AAAAAAAAAjI/bQDNTvrxl3E/s320/sonic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649267116291547826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I went to work and Adam went to campus to study. Not to eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2efVwo2n3R0/TmY6tNT12HI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/97eUCYRYHTA/s1600/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2efVwo2n3R0/TmY6tNT12HI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/97eUCYRYHTA/s320/us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649267330924271730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2951537633576079231?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2951537633576079231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-in-chronological-order.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2951537633576079231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2951537633576079231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-in-chronological-order.html' title='Labor day in chronological order'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak45VSbyRXc/TmY5uLvFOMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Xfo7BbU3nQc/s72-c/purse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5426407961991897666</id><published>2011-08-25T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:07:51.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think it's a sign?</title><content type='html'>The flowers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_lq9oKvZkw/TlcocWvktbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/AUJyVuN737s/s1600/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_lq9oKvZkw/TlcocWvktbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/AUJyVuN737s/s320/flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645025125538772402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lived longer than than the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AtkpLpWp1ds/TlcohuMJjLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/qHJZF3Ycrkk/s1600/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AtkpLpWp1ds/TlcohuMJjLI/AAAAAAAAAi4/qHJZF3Ycrkk/s320/fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645025217731988658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out running some errands today and Adam called me and said, "Can you get another fish while you are at target?" Me,"We only need one fish." Adam,"This one is going to be dead by the time you get home." Me, "How do you know? you are not the fish whisperer. It is going to be fine." Adam, "He is a sick fish. He is going to be dead." (A. How does he know the sex of a fish? B. How can he tell when a fish is going to die?" I didn't believe him at all because when I left 30 minutes earlier the fish was going crazy in the bowl. Even trying to jump out.&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough by the time I got home from target the fish was dead. I should have known. Adam really is the fish whisperer. It is a good thing he has a birthday in exactly one month. &lt;br /&gt;Do you think it's a sign? An omen? The destiny of our relationship? We are superstitious people you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5426407961991897666?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5426407961991897666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-think-its-sign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5426407961991897666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5426407961991897666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-think-its-sign.html' title='Do you think it&apos;s a sign?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_lq9oKvZkw/TlcocWvktbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/AUJyVuN737s/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6253613354119794018</id><published>2011-08-24T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T18:37:44.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Anniversary.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe we have been married for 3 years. I think this anniversary was the best we have had so far. Lets review&lt;br /&gt;Year 1. We were in Chicago. That was fun but I was SOOO sick. &lt;br /&gt;Year 2. We hadn't been living in Texas too long and I had an interview to work at Franklin American that day :( It wasn't bad just wasn't great.&lt;br /&gt;Year 3. Started out with me going to work at 5:30 am and Adam going to school. After work and school we exchanged gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMabeKzbqvk/TlWk9cAfbtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/idifCCx8_-M/s1600/anny5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMabeKzbqvk/TlWk9cAfbtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/idifCCx8_-M/s320/anny5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644599083376013010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam brought me flowers and white chocolate popcorn. I got him a fish and sprinkles cupcakes. We know each other well. &lt;br /&gt;Next we got ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VQaQqoiAgg/TlWlTPHv14I/AAAAAAAAAig/TU2QXe4nbkY/s1600/anny3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VQaQqoiAgg/TlWlTPHv14I/AAAAAAAAAig/TU2QXe4nbkY/s320/anny3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644599457873909634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp5Xsi0Zwi4/TlWlS0X_GdI/AAAAAAAAAiY/-3MAb4Q3zoE/s1600/anny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp5Xsi0Zwi4/TlWlS0X_GdI/AAAAAAAAAiY/-3MAb4Q3zoE/s320/anny2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644599450694261202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGQDAsA_m0I/TlWlSl2v2KI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/oxHKMh8ZG7c/s1600/anny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGQDAsA_m0I/TlWlSl2v2KI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/oxHKMh8ZG7c/s320/anny1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644599446796753058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to dinner. Dallas does "restaurant week" a lot of different places do it so you should look up when your city does it. A lot of the fancy restaurants do a good deal on a set menu for one week. Restaurant week here just happens to fall over our anniversary. We went to this place called PAPPAS BROS steak house. It was pretty good but not as good as where we went last year (III forks). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xraQCnPKOPQ/TlWl4DendnI/AAAAAAAAAio/t2FaEG4A-Jk/s1600/anny6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xraQCnPKOPQ/TlWl4DendnI/AAAAAAAAAio/t2FaEG4A-Jk/s320/anny6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644600090403763826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the truffles that someone walks around the restaurant and passes out. You know you are at a fancy restaurant when they have a truffle passerouter. While we were there Adam looked around and said, "You know you don't belong here if you have to change your clothes to come to dinner." So true. We didn't belong but we had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we played a couple games of monopoly deal and then Adam had to get back to the books and I had an episode of teen mom to watch. Adam's first test of year 2 is on Friday so he has placed time restrictions on me this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6253613354119794018?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6253613354119794018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6253613354119794018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6253613354119794018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-anniversary.html' title='Our Anniversary.'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMabeKzbqvk/TlWk9cAfbtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/idifCCx8_-M/s72-c/anny5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-775585454533977919</id><published>2011-08-22T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:36:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what happened 3 years ago?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_iYMiAIyS0/TlMqSY6PUTI/AAAAAAAAAiA/pKejmMqiaqA/s1600/wed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_iYMiAIyS0/TlMqSY6PUTI/AAAAAAAAAiA/pKejmMqiaqA/s320/wed1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643901253438099762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WvpFxO4bHQ/TlMqSKTvhoI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sV-7TTfxB2w/s1600/wed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WvpFxO4bHQ/TlMqSKTvhoI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sV-7TTfxB2w/s320/wed2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643901249518536322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fwESoJd90Q/TlMqR1rP_UI/AAAAAAAAAhw/hKbDyHUzmHg/s1600/wed3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fwESoJd90Q/TlMqR1rP_UI/AAAAAAAAAhw/hKbDyHUzmHg/s320/wed3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643901243979988290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqdcZQ6n3Ms/TlMqQ-nB5SI/AAAAAAAAAho/kRKYomfWsIk/s1600/wed4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqdcZQ6n3Ms/TlMqQ-nB5SI/AAAAAAAAAho/kRKYomfWsIk/s320/wed4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643901229198337314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6M-ONACEbnQ/TlMqQiSTXgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bY7hjRlLdl4/s1600/wed5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6M-ONACEbnQ/TlMqQiSTXgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bY7hjRlLdl4/s320/wed5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643901221595209218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbh3Nf9GdC4/TlMpqgHEjsI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7-XGTSPi-5E/s1600/wed6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbh3Nf9GdC4/TlMpqgHEjsI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7-XGTSPi-5E/s320/wed6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643900568176201410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg15DOd5UVc/TlMpi5JiTtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/BAWKiMTwSFU/s1600/wed7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg15DOd5UVc/TlMpi5JiTtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/BAWKiMTwSFU/s320/wed7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643900437458472658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1nY-CXXsf8w/TlMpi6f71fI/AAAAAAAAAhI/MI_RwOnZCug/s1600/wed8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1nY-CXXsf8w/TlMpi6f71fI/AAAAAAAAAhI/MI_RwOnZCug/s320/wed8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643900437820855794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_iu6bJ-S44/TlMpgcTXOBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/9kPqBO9ezfg/s1600/wed9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_iu6bJ-S44/TlMpgcTXOBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/9kPqBO9ezfg/s320/wed9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643900395355322386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-exThtGmNM/TlMpPlzdQ-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/HDhgvpMlQxw/s1600/wed10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-exThtGmNM/TlMpPlzdQ-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/HDhgvpMlQxw/s320/wed10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643900105848079330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mS6kuVhTFe4/TlMpJPqQS2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/frQkRnHzRpo/s1600/wed11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mS6kuVhTFe4/TlMpJPqQS2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/frQkRnHzRpo/s320/wed11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643899996824685410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been mostly good with a little bit of compromise and change. I love you Adam. Happy  3rd Anniversary. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-775585454533977919?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/775585454533977919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-what-happened-3-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/775585454533977919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/775585454533977919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-what-happened-3-years-ago.html' title='Guess what happened 3 years ago?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_iYMiAIyS0/TlMqSY6PUTI/AAAAAAAAAiA/pKejmMqiaqA/s72-c/wed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2804124354392478162</id><published>2011-08-19T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T22:08:57.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do we do with our life?</title><content type='html'>Well I am getting used to a new job that is slightly stressful and Adam just started school. So pretty much we work and study. However, we do manage to get in a few games of this...Almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asG9IWyrriI/Tk893N2a_jI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Z5J-kWcLVx8/s1600/mono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asG9IWyrriI/Tk893N2a_jI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Z5J-kWcLVx8/s320/mono.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642796876938542642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is monopoly deal. If you haven't played it you should go get it. It is fun. I H.A.T.E regular monopoly so if you are like me and think games that can't be completed within a 2 hour maximum are for deeply disturbed people then you would like this game too. &lt;br /&gt;Also, we had a special visitor last weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_tOcncRf2M/Tk8-fhkF5MI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fgVvNdHZWAA/s1600/scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_tOcncRf2M/Tk8-fhkF5MI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fgVvNdHZWAA/s320/scott.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642797569425138882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Scott came to visit (He didn't just come to visit. He had a work conference here.) It was pretty exciting because I hadn't seen him in over two years. He was also my first sibling to visit me in Texas even though it was a work related visit I am going to count it. I think the rest of my siblings should be ashamed of themselves but I am afraid that he may be the only....&lt;br /&gt;The weather was particularly good while he was here (under 100). Mother nature obeyed so that he would consider having an interview here for his fellowship. &lt;br /&gt;Lastly...Take a look at that spider web. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiZHpWKO2Sw/Tk8_qWEYtdI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xVRvjVjnjM8/s1600/spidyweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiZHpWKO2Sw/Tk8_qWEYtdI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xVRvjVjnjM8/s320/spidyweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642798854829553106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And take a look at the size of this spider. (The picture does not even do it justice. That is a full size curb and the spider took up the entire thing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MN9o2DTmOW0/Tk8_8Ic0CRI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Zz1b6UzZGrc/s1600/bigspidy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MN9o2DTmOW0/Tk8_8Ic0CRI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Zz1b6UzZGrc/s320/bigspidy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642799160411556114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture begs the question: What is worse, GIANT spiders and lots of roaches or 7 desperate months of shivering and having the bottom of your pants wet?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: The jury's still out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2804124354392478162?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2804124354392478162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-do-we-do-with-our-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2804124354392478162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2804124354392478162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-do-we-do-with-our-life.html' title='What do we do with our life?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asG9IWyrriI/Tk893N2a_jI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Z5J-kWcLVx8/s72-c/mono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-936077098650904635</id><published>2011-08-10T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T20:20:46.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can tell I only blogged at my old job</title><content type='html'>So I admit it. I truly am a blogging failure. The only reason my blog was seeing so much success the last year is because I had a job that allowed me to blog while at work. Those days are loooong gone and I am back to real life where people actually work 8 hours a day and are not just at work for 8 hours a day. (Side Note: Another reason why my blogging has tapered of is because my computer has not been wanting to upload pictures. Me trying to get a picture to upload on this computer is like watching my mom try to check her e-mail on her own. Embarrassing and frustrating for all involved.) So here is how the last two weeks of our summer has gone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4jetgaJePek/TkNFxmdITOI/AAAAAAAAAfA/JuAotiO9_nU/s1600/6a0147e3bab0fd970b015390818284970b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4jetgaJePek/TkNFxmdITOI/AAAAAAAAAfA/JuAotiO9_nU/s320/6a0147e3bab0fd970b015390818284970b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639427876836625634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my new job. I "get" to wear scrubs and I haven't decided if that is a good thig yet or not. I love my job. It has been a little stressful getting used to it but I think I am going to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znG3sLEEVy8/TkNGrlggjwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/1zVw354Jnrk/s1600/photo-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znG3sLEEVy8/TkNGrlggjwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/1zVw354Jnrk/s320/photo-14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639428873014775554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqq_oGUsikM/TkNGrBSM0HI/AAAAAAAAAfo/AKrh61CQy6o/s1600/photo-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqq_oGUsikM/TkNGrBSM0HI/AAAAAAAAAfo/AKrh61CQy6o/s320/photo-13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639428863291084914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6hNzU45xyE/TkNGq9-6v5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/DsclPojSkzY/s1600/6a0147e3bab0fd970b014e8a74c244970d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6hNzU45xyE/TkNGq9-6v5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/DsclPojSkzY/s320/6a0147e3bab0fd970b014e8a74c244970d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639428862404902802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adams parents came up for a little visit. We weren't able to go down to Houston because I had to work a lot of the time they were here but we are glad they came up. We ate a lot and played a lot of games. Adam and his dad went golfing six times while they were there. I don't know how they could stand it. It has been at least 110 for like a month. It is starting to get to me. We have to keep our apartment at 80 degrees so we are pretty much constantly sweating. &lt;br /&gt;While Adams parents were here we also went to the street where JFK was shot. It was pretty interesting. There are a bunch of people that just stand out there and try to tell you the "truth" about what really happened. I believe them. I could really see myself getting educated on different conspiracy theories. Youtube 911 conspiracies and try to disagree with me. (That's a joke by the way...I don't want the CIA after me.) &lt;br /&gt;Last and it is the least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TUWYw1ANwP4/TkNKbBUhPxI/AAAAAAAAAgI/vZ780RhqOjE/s1600/photo-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TUWYw1ANwP4/TkNKbBUhPxI/AAAAAAAAAgI/vZ780RhqOjE/s320/photo-15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639432986469416722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam started school on Monday. He is still getting back into the swing of things, picking out his test shirt (if that didn't make you laugh you don't know my husband that well and I will explain at a different time), deciding what pens are going to be best for this year, and organizing all of his papers, but I already can't count how many times he has said, "Katie stop, I have to study." It has only been 2 days people....It could be a long year. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-936077098650904635?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/936077098650904635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-can-tell-i-only-blogged-at-my-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/936077098650904635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/936077098650904635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-can-tell-i-only-blogged-at-my-old.html' title='You can tell I only blogged at my old job'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4jetgaJePek/TkNFxmdITOI/AAAAAAAAAfA/JuAotiO9_nU/s72-c/6a0147e3bab0fd970b015390818284970b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4026180303698704434</id><published>2011-07-29T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T06:59:46.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>South Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsLPcLW-cVo/TjMgVz2E1mI/AAAAAAAAAew/tgQGWiToVbw/s1600/109CANON3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsLPcLW-cVo/TjMgVz2E1mI/AAAAAAAAAew/tgQGWiToVbw/s320/109CANON3.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my time in South Carolina in picture. You will see&lt;br /&gt;1. My Crackle toes in all there beach glory&lt;br /&gt;2. Everyone at the beach&lt;br /&gt;3. Sam not going anywhere with out his baba&lt;br /&gt;4. More Sam&lt;br /&gt;5. More Sam&lt;br /&gt;6. Cole holding a shark....yes they caught it on the beach we were swimming at. Pretty scary&lt;br /&gt;7. All the nephews asleep after the tour of the battleship&lt;br /&gt;8. Aquarium pictures&lt;br /&gt;9. Horse tour pictures&lt;br /&gt;10. Lots of family and fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4026180303698704434?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4026180303698704434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/south-carolina.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4026180303698704434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4026180303698704434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/south-carolina.html' title='South Carolina'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsLPcLW-cVo/TjMgVz2E1mI/AAAAAAAAAew/tgQGWiToVbw/s72-c/109CANON3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1186303026665234009</id><published>2011-07-27T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T17:56:06.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Has a picture ever brought you such joy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHmAJz8RVX4/TjCzpi8m60I/AAAAAAAAAeo/AD-kbmNIMwU/s1600/IMG_0357.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHmAJz8RVX4/TjCzpi8m60I/AAAAAAAAAeo/AD-kbmNIMwU/s320/IMG_0357.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have snuck him in my suit case and brought him home with me. &lt;br /&gt;South Carolina was so fun! More on that to come&lt;br /&gt;But in other news. Remember how I had some big news from last week? Well, I got a new job that I am so excited about. Today was my last day at fam-C and on Monday I start at Children's Medical Center. I could not be more thrilled.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1186303026665234009?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1186303026665234009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/has-picture-ever-brought-you-such-joy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1186303026665234009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1186303026665234009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/has-picture-ever-brought-you-such-joy.html' title='Has a picture ever brought you such joy?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHmAJz8RVX4/TjCzpi8m60I/AAAAAAAAAeo/AD-kbmNIMwU/s72-c/IMG_0357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6353040341431713878</id><published>2011-07-27T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T17:25:10.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to MID EVAL TIMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vfzqClNLGLo/TjCrsYMhonI/AAAAAAAAAeg/s3qm23EVdMg/s1600/109CANON1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vfzqClNLGLo/TjCrsYMhonI/AAAAAAAAAeg/s3qm23EVdMg/s320/109CANON1.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; As mentioned in a previous post we went to Mid Eval Times a couple of weeks ago. It was a lot of fun. Thanks to Adams brother Jared he was knighted. It was hilarious and he will for ever be know as sir Adam by all that were involved.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never been you should try it out. Our knight won. Long live the black and white knight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6353040341431713878?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6353040341431713878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcom-to-mid-eval-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6353040341431713878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6353040341431713878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcom-to-mid-eval-times.html' title='Welcome to MID EVAL TIMES'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vfzqClNLGLo/TjCrsYMhonI/AAAAAAAAAeg/s3qm23EVdMg/s72-c/109CANON1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8575264955230001235</id><published>2011-07-20T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:59:49.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things about my week</title><content type='html'>1. Im Melting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ82dZ8A75k/TidN77wI5aI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9RrI1yQjTeo/s1600/melting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ82dZ8A75k/TidN77wI5aI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9RrI1yQjTeo/s320/melting.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631555551097316770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sooooo HOOOOT here right now. I don't like going outside. &lt;br /&gt;2. This picture makes me laugh every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BfLZTP_NnYE/TidOLpCkwqI/AAAAAAAAAeE/0MffvEkvACc/s1600/knighted.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BfLZTP_NnYE/TidOLpCkwqI/AAAAAAAAAeE/0MffvEkvACc/s320/knighted.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631555820952273570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mid Eval times a couple weeks ago with a few friends. Don't worry it will get an entire post to its self but I cant find my camera cord right now :( so my blog only gets pictures from my phone. Anyway, Adam had the privilege of being knighted at this "Tournament" as the actors like to call it. Funniest.thing.of.my.life. It was him and about 20 10 year olds that were celebrating there birthday. You may call him Sir Meier.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you see that nordstrom shopping bag indent. That was like 3 hours after I got home from the mall. Heavy bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lu1rVVvBHmc/TidOuxzJr9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/TWPkSuQHQGQ/s1600/arm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lu1rVVvBHmc/TidOuxzJr9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/TWPkSuQHQGQ/s320/arm.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631556424598925266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the nordstroms sale.&lt;br /&gt;4.This is me being really excited about the nordstrom sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnos8ptsT-g/TidO84vTXhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/snnk1Q6caow/s1600/excited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnos8ptsT-g/TidO84vTXhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/snnk1Q6caow/s320/excited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631556666979999250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also really excited about something else too. It's some pretty big news so stay tuned to find out what it is. *not pregnancy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8575264955230001235?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8575264955230001235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/few-things-about-my-week.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8575264955230001235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8575264955230001235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/few-things-about-my-week.html' title='A few things about my week'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ82dZ8A75k/TidN77wI5aI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9RrI1yQjTeo/s72-c/melting.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-327716822896755218</id><published>2011-07-16T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:07:01.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope they keep golfing this much</title><content type='html'>My husband tends to golf a lot. So I tend to get pedicures a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rnvDijNQVAM/TiSsw_aW6OI/AAAAAAAAAdc/sOc4z5J-LjU/s1600/pedi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rnvDijNQVAM/TiSsw_aW6OI/AAAAAAAAAdc/sOc4z5J-LjU/s320/pedi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815391775647970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea is probably the only deserving participant for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGD47sA_LMc/TiSs6fxBJDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Fl0lBweVolo/s1600/chelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGD47sA_LMc/TiSs6fxBJDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Fl0lBweVolo/s320/chelly.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815555079447602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Sutton. She got a chunk ripped out of her toe this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oETzgikXDG4/TiStGhhMp3I/AAAAAAAAAds/qMNTg0txiZ8/s1600/sutt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oETzgikXDG4/TiStGhhMp3I/AAAAAAAAAds/qMNTg0txiZ8/s320/sutt.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815761708394354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I picked the pink crackle toes. Pretty cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivgFdUgvQAU/TiStSYZRssI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ObH8XHfTYJQ/s1600/CRAKLE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivgFdUgvQAU/TiStSYZRssI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ObH8XHfTYJQ/s320/CRAKLE.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815965417681602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was pretty fitting for my weekend trip to South Carolina/The Beach this weekend. So.EXCITED.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Home town dates on the bachelorette tonight, again so.EXCITED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-327716822896755218?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/327716822896755218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hope-they-keep-golfing-this-much.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/327716822896755218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/327716822896755218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hope-they-keep-golfing-this-much.html' title='I hope they keep golfing this much'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rnvDijNQVAM/TiSsw_aW6OI/AAAAAAAAAdc/sOc4z5J-LjU/s72-c/pedi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5518915431001287850</id><published>2011-07-06T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T15:18:16.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>I got dragged through a fire ant hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fumQlWXNxs/ThTfC757k1I/AAAAAAAAAdU/c8KT_upnkDQ/s1600/fireants.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fumQlWXNxs/ThTfC757k1I/AAAAAAAAAdU/c8KT_upnkDQ/s320/fireants.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626367076025996114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie 0&lt;br /&gt;Fire ants 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5518915431001287850?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5518915431001287850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/ouch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5518915431001287850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5518915431001287850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fumQlWXNxs/ThTfC757k1I/AAAAAAAAAdU/c8KT_upnkDQ/s72-c/fireants.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1445281632131514956</id><published>2011-07-01T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T14:54:56.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We found another reason to celebrate this week</title><content type='html'>half price fajitas at pappasitos....this happens every wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x528P1kYqn8/Tg5Bf62hwpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nX1iCX_GSyM/s1600/pap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x528P1kYqn8/Tg5Bf62hwpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nX1iCX_GSyM/s320/pap.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624505001262039698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Did you know it's July 1st? How did that happen? I keep saying outloud "It's July" in amazement. Seriously...I have no idea how that happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1445281632131514956?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1445281632131514956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-found-another-reason-to-celebrate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1445281632131514956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1445281632131514956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-found-another-reason-to-celebrate.html' title='We found another reason to celebrate this week'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x528P1kYqn8/Tg5Bf62hwpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nX1iCX_GSyM/s72-c/pap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-3065588726209820028</id><published>2011-06-29T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:35:01.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend according to my iPhone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gs9qAotIhlc/TguZ4Chg5oI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BVQWjqyMEaE/s1600/SHOPPING.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gs9qAotIhlc/TguZ4Chg5oI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BVQWjqyMEaE/s320/SHOPPING.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623757747731359362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping! there were some great sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4vJPXitFXM/TguXpil4XYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VOxlorX8lBM/s1600/EARRING.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4vJPXitFXM/TguXpil4XYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VOxlorX8lBM/s320/EARRING.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623755299618315650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made and wore these cool blue flower earrings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7-QoLIwboE/TguWooDc3iI/AAAAAAAAAc0/sT2mwXrFAIw/s1600/DECOR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7-QoLIwboE/TguWooDc3iI/AAAAAAAAAc0/sT2mwXrFAIw/s320/DECOR.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623754184393023010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished this project I started a long time ago...I think I need to rethink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-OYFO2UUuc/TguVtwFF3-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/qg5p49pwlv4/s1600/COSTA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-OYFO2UUuc/TguVtwFF3-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/qg5p49pwlv4/s320/COSTA.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623753172935106530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Was the 5th wheel at costa vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuYfFuT1Y6c/TguN75RkZII/AAAAAAAAAck/cPT3Ab3MSb8/s1600/BED.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuYfFuT1Y6c/TguN75RkZII/AAAAAAAAAck/cPT3Ab3MSb8/s320/BED.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623744619828503682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I spent my nights... Thanks to a 48 hour mystery...or 2... I don't like to sleep in bed by myself. Weird.i.know.&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell (or maybe not) I was alone for 4 days. Adam went to Utah. I am soooo glad he is back! Life is better (and not as scary) with him here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-3065588726209820028?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3065588726209820028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-weekend-according-to-my-iphone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3065588726209820028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3065588726209820028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-weekend-according-to-my-iphone.html' title='My weekend according to my iPhone'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gs9qAotIhlc/TguZ4Chg5oI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BVQWjqyMEaE/s72-c/SHOPPING.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2612417840521525000</id><published>2011-06-24T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:29:15.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK HEAVENS</title><content type='html'>Fox finally hired Cat Deeley a personal stylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mudBgUdzE0k/TgS6wTpdqOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7vInHARxr5U/s1600/KAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mudBgUdzE0k/TgS6wTpdqOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7vInHARxr5U/s320/KAT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621823573935892706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was scaring young children there for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2BLhiO4YUO0/TgS6_Ab9bcI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pq7vMZQo3e4/s1600/KAT2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2BLhiO4YUO0/TgS6_Ab9bcI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pq7vMZQo3e4/s320/KAT2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621823826477018562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIKES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2612417840521525000?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2612417840521525000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-heavens.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2612417840521525000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2612417840521525000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-heavens.html' title='THANK HEAVENS'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mudBgUdzE0k/TgS6wTpdqOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7vInHARxr5U/s72-c/KAT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5487116281264076137</id><published>2011-06-23T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:31:16.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>I would like to publicly apologize to...&lt;br /&gt;The entire country of India. It is not your winter. I am sorry you are situated in the Northern Hemisphere not the southern. I guess we should have had Brazilian food yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The geography program at BYU. I really should have known that but you should be the one apologizing to me since I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Children that read my blog and are now forever going to spread the lie that it is India's winter when it is summer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How these apologies came to be...6/22/2011 10:45 pm&lt;br /&gt;Adam: "read me your blog post from today"&lt;br /&gt;Katie: in shock and amazement "Ok..." I proceed to do so. As I make it through the first line....Then comes the part where I say India is in the middle of winter.&lt;br /&gt;Adam: "bahahahahahah...it's not winter in India. Doesn't look like your degree did you anything. bahahahah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really it is embarassing. Not that I got this wrong because really I was just trying to be funny. Because my husband caught one of my geography mistakes. He would be the worst.geographer.ever. trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5487116281264076137?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5487116281264076137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/apologies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5487116281264076137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5487116281264076137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2351731184654534418</id><published>2011-06-22T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:25:49.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love any reason to celebrate!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was summer solstice. Most of you know what that is but for those of you who didn't take 9 billion geography classes in college it is the longest day of the year. Not to be confused with perihelion which is when the earth is the closest to the sun...but that celebration day is in January. I started my summer solstice celebrations when I was living in Juneau Alaska for the summer. The days are ridiculously long there anyway. On summer Solstice and for about 2 weeks surrounding it doesn't get dark at all!&lt;br /&gt;Our celebration started out with Indian food, naturally. Since it is Winter over there (I think) we thought we would send them our positive summer solstice vibes by eating there food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFB5n8BM3Lw/TgJmXsXTLYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xC4zwlPu8EQ/s1600/tika.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFB5n8BM3Lw/TgJmXsXTLYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xC4zwlPu8EQ/s320/tika.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621167842143710594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itcdgLJjsjk/TgJnpPWATZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/YfEJS51yTew/s1600/hetika.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itcdgLJjsjk/TgJnpPWATZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/YfEJS51yTew/s320/hetika.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621169243102924178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNX17vAsPyQ/TgJoO5-UYCI/AAAAAAAAAcE/9gNX4mcSQlg/s1600/metika.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNX17vAsPyQ/TgJoO5-UYCI/AAAAAAAAAcE/9gNX4mcSQlg/s320/metika.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621169890201460770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please notice the mauve booth behind me. Surely it came from a denny's that was flooded in the 80's. &lt;br /&gt;Then we went and exercised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zciioVg4UZc/TgJrTip968I/AAAAAAAAAcM/wf40GEEC_mI/s1600/RUNNING.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zciioVg4UZc/TgJrTip968I/AAAAAAAAAcM/wf40GEEC_mI/s320/RUNNING.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621173268376316866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't want to lose to much weight so after we exercised we went and got McFlurry's. They were awesome. Then spent the rest of the night walking around the canals by our apartment. It got dark at apprx 9:23. It was a good celebration.&lt;br /&gt;After our walk we played speed...I won every time.&lt;br /&gt;Convo after game&lt;br /&gt;He: "Im not good at games."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I know but your good at other things like being smart."&lt;br /&gt;He: "I would rather be good at games. That would get me places in life."&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he's crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2351731184654534418?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2351731184654534418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-love-any-reason-to-celebrate.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2351731184654534418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2351731184654534418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-love-any-reason-to-celebrate.html' title='We love any reason to celebrate!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFB5n8BM3Lw/TgJmXsXTLYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xC4zwlPu8EQ/s72-c/tika.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7630181661643607910</id><published>2011-06-14T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:06:21.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was a Good Weekend</title><content type='html'>It all began Thursday night when several of our friends came over to watch the MAVs win game 5. &lt;br /&gt;Then on Friday Adam went golfing with some of his friends from our ward. So like any good wife that wants to look nice for their golfing husbands we decided to go to dinner and get a pedicure with out them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qzvop77KBI/TffYjQR1_jI/AAAAAAAAAbU/yBxx-I598rE/s1600/pedi2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qzvop77KBI/TffYjQR1_jI/AAAAAAAAAbU/yBxx-I598rE/s320/pedi2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618197160344813106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little joint did a really good job minus the harassment I received from my pedicurist for not wanting a flower or some other Asian design on my toe nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JjdujXZJcNg/TffYjDZZJJI/AAAAAAAAAbM/1uTzBH3O-zc/s1600/pedi1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JjdujXZJcNg/TffYjDZZJJI/AAAAAAAAAbM/1uTzBH3O-zc/s320/pedi1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618197156886815890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the golf game was over we all went and got shaved ice at this place called Bahama Bucks. It was delicious and they even had tether ball (spelling?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2OPhas36sWs/TffZW-5DNHI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KJWrjqlzKhA/s1600/bmama1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2OPhas36sWs/TffZW-5DNHI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KJWrjqlzKhA/s320/bmama1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618198049030616178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in the Dallas area or apparently the Phoenix area you should so go to Bahama Bucks it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muZDIVT-bM8/TffZd24zimI/AAAAAAAAAbk/5Pl6HxM5u7s/s1600/bmama2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muZDIVT-bM8/TffZd24zimI/AAAAAAAAAbk/5Pl6HxM5u7s/s320/bmama2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618198167141190242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody say man hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4cQq_05b7o/TffZuqjNYpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6kmyirkslaY/s1600/bmama3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4cQq_05b7o/TffZuqjNYpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6kmyirkslaY/s320/bmama3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618198455887159954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday Adam and I played tennis in the morning and then went to the pool with some of our friends. Saturday night Adam and before mentioned ward friends went golfing again....We are so nice. And we crafted. I didn't get any pictures of this day. But I will show you what I made when it is complete.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Jed, Jess, Jon and Bri came over for cafe rio. Then the MAVS won the championship. See what I mean. a perfect weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally going to get used to this Adam not studying thing. Now if only I didn't have to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7630181661643607910?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7630181661643607910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-was-good-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7630181661643607910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7630181661643607910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-was-good-weekend.html' title='It Was a Good Weekend'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qzvop77KBI/TffYjQR1_jI/AAAAAAAAAbU/yBxx-I598rE/s72-c/pedi2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2568208700757785798</id><published>2011-06-13T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:23:04.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eye Doctor</title><content type='html'>Raise your hand if you have ever been to the eye doctor. Now Raise your hand if you like it. hmm weird no one raised there hand! I have been going to the eye doctor a couple times a year since i was 7. Its miserable. First, you get there and have to wait, and wait, and wait, and wait....Its like an all day event. I swear everytime I go I am there for at least 3 hours. &lt;br /&gt;Then the Doctor finally comes into the room&lt;br /&gt;"One or two...Two or three...Better better better...worse worse worse"&lt;br /&gt;"But doctor they all look the same"&lt;br /&gt;"Pick one Katie. Pick one. One two or three". &lt;br /&gt;This number counting conversation goes on for about 30 minutes until you finally just pick one because you can't tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;Then they make you read random letters that you still can't see I'm always thinking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I should have picked 3. Dang is that a Q a C a A or a O for heavens sake it could be a D. I knew I should have gone with 3 always go with 3&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have to go back to the counting game because it turns out the letter was a G. This time you pick 3 right away and get all the tiny tiny letters right.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't even the worst part. Next he gets the brightest light any medical supply company makes and shines it directly into your eye. "Look straight forward Katie. Don't focus on the light. Look at those letters on the wall." Your eye starts watering uncontrollably. "Why is your eye watering? Is that light to bright?" You don't even answer that question. Then you get your eyes dialated. For those of you who have not experience this little gem of an invention thank heaven in your prayers every night. For the next 6 hours it feels like the sun is only 1 foot from your face instead of the 92955817 miles that it actually is. You can't focus on anything and you have to wear the hideous sunglasses that they give you because your forgot yours. I always end up leaving the eye doctor looking like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NC7vIR6Qx74/TfaMd-0HnkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/AgpTAUjrCTk/s1600/eyes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NC7vIR6Qx74/TfaMd-0HnkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/AgpTAUjrCTk/s320/eyes.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617832031896968770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I would like to publicly apologize to my brother Scott. Who is in the process of becoming an eye doctor. Or already is one...not really sure where that line is drawn. I am sure you wont be like this.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I went to the eye doctor today&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am extremely grateful for the eye doctor...I love being able to see&lt;br /&gt;Yes I needed to vent about it&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2568208700757785798?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2568208700757785798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/eye-doctor.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2568208700757785798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2568208700757785798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/eye-doctor.html' title='The Eye Doctor'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NC7vIR6Qx74/TfaMd-0HnkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/AgpTAUjrCTk/s72-c/eyes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8260791568847080589</id><published>2011-06-10T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:08:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>I guess its been two weeks now...crazy. But two weeks ago we went to a cabin like thing near Austin with Adams parents and his little sis. It was fun to get away for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr5yK6gD7dM/TfKSMXSqsDI/AAAAAAAAAas/PNBZ3cirrDQ/s1600/adanddad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr5yK6gD7dM/TfKSMXSqsDI/AAAAAAAAAas/PNBZ3cirrDQ/s320/adanddad.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616712426392825906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Kevin went golfing a couple of times. We ate a lot and played a lot of games.&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the trip....So we went to this famous BBQ joint near Austin...Actually I have no idea if it is near Austin. It is literally in the middle of no where. The only things around it are dirt roads and "mountains" (we will call them that for the Texans)We follow the GPS for what feels like forever and finally pull in to this dirt (GIGANTIC) parking lot. There are 3 cops standing at the front directing traffic there are 9 bazillion cars and we are like "oh great I guess everyone has heard about this place" go figure. We walk the 1/4 of a mile through the dirt parking lot and put our names down on the list. It is going to be an hour and a half. So we sit there for a second waiting for Adam and Kevin to come find us. As soon as they are walking up our buzzer goes off. Tracy walks up to the front and says "is this a joke" the hostess (hostman...what ever the masculine of hostess is)was like "is it funny?" and then handed her a paper that said "Tony party of 4" well non of our names are Tony and we had 5 people. She said, "this isn't me." He said, "Today it is" and we had a 3 minutes wait for "the worlds best BBQ" according to everyone that lives in the state of Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oQ20UW16GZQ/TfKVuTiGb_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/ejMeOxvlIzE/s1600/satllic2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oQ20UW16GZQ/TfKVuTiGb_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/ejMeOxvlIzE/s320/satllic2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616716308034252786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1O_xxel1vA/TfKVuDiJztI/AAAAAAAAAa0/YtAhRvkvUKw/s1600/saltlic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1O_xxel1vA/TfKVuDiJztI/AAAAAAAAAa0/YtAhRvkvUKw/s320/saltlic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616716303739506386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8260791568847080589?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8260791568847080589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8260791568847080589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8260791568847080589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cr5yK6gD7dM/TfKSMXSqsDI/AAAAAAAAAas/PNBZ3cirrDQ/s72-c/adanddad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2144728412053003210</id><published>2011-06-07T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:28:36.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He looks so sexy when he is thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ajzZSH-l5-8/Te6XaoD1fwI/AAAAAAAAAak/zo4aqNXMrAY/s1600/ad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ajzZSH-l5-8/Te6XaoD1fwI/AAAAAAAAAak/zo4aqNXMrAY/s320/ad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615592269063487234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he gets the rockstar husband award for the week.&lt;br /&gt;Dont mind...&lt;br /&gt;laundry basket&lt;br /&gt;2 ddp cans&lt;br /&gt;1 cup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2144728412053003210?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2144728412053003210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/he-looks-so-sexy-when-he-is-thinking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2144728412053003210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2144728412053003210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/he-looks-so-sexy-when-he-is-thinking.html' title='He looks so sexy when he is thinking...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ajzZSH-l5-8/Te6XaoD1fwI/AAAAAAAAAak/zo4aqNXMrAY/s72-c/ad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6992495738862806157</id><published>2011-05-23T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T07:13:44.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a lot of fun together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Alj83Cp6VWk/Tdrb1O2-WrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/77yVnVnU73Y/s1600/kanda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Alj83Cp6VWk/Tdrb1O2-WrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/77yVnVnU73Y/s320/kanda.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610037993411599026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately for me our fun usually results in a battle wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gFCBKvRWyhw/Tdrb8qqArsI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YNEW0iSX5Ho/s1600/foot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gFCBKvRWyhw/Tdrb8qqArsI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YNEW0iSX5Ho/s320/foot.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610038121132502722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week it was this cut(done with adams toe nail) and a black eye (not done with adams toe nail)&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The cut is a week healed in this picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6992495738862806157?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6992495738862806157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-have-lot-of-fun-together.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6992495738862806157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6992495738862806157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-have-lot-of-fun-together.html' title='We have a lot of fun together'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Alj83Cp6VWk/Tdrb1O2-WrI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/77yVnVnU73Y/s72-c/kanda.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-807335525730134878</id><published>2011-05-18T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:43:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He pumps my gas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LpsLQiZE6gg/TdRLiaAE5qI/AAAAAAAAAaI/K0QqhoU2wm4/s1600/gas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LpsLQiZE6gg/TdRLiaAE5qI/AAAAAAAAAaI/K0QqhoU2wm4/s320/gas.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608190490450388642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-807335525730134878?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/807335525730134878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/he-pumps-my-gas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/807335525730134878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/807335525730134878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/he-pumps-my-gas.html' title='He pumps my gas'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LpsLQiZE6gg/TdRLiaAE5qI/AAAAAAAAAaI/K0QqhoU2wm4/s72-c/gas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-9146500886909098931</id><published>2011-05-13T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:19:30.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Grow Up</title><content type='html'>I want to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkyRzsGZZMY/Tc2tV4H2ewI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UuU1hHiKnJI/s1600/emma3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkyRzsGZZMY/Tc2tV4H2ewI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UuU1hHiKnJI/s320/emma3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606327702500309762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Pillsbury from Glee.&lt;br /&gt;No the whole OCD have to clean all of your grapes with a napkin part of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3olkc3XfKH4/Tc2ts1iqxvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6evpMmVS9PM/s1600/emmaall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3olkc3XfKH4/Tc2ts1iqxvI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6evpMmVS9PM/s320/emmaall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606328096944473842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her clothes are amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KNpsacLbGM/Tc2t6JS_sHI/AAAAAAAAAZo/jZEipT_8bUw/s1600/emma4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KNpsacLbGM/Tc2t6JS_sHI/AAAAAAAAAZo/jZEipT_8bUw/s320/emma4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606328325585743986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she is darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V5u6bMcQR8/Tc2uFqMVcrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/TBKUFP9OhGA/s1600/emma9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V5u6bMcQR8/Tc2uFqMVcrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/TBKUFP9OhGA/s320/emma9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606328523394740914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJwiiu7Asj4/Tc2uFqaPR5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/j9PHs_bl7Es/s1600/emma6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJwiiu7Asj4/Tc2uFqaPR5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/j9PHs_bl7Es/s320/emma6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606328523453056914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2_rggUCZz8/Tc2uFWXfmEI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JQilA6eW5bM/s1600/emma5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2_rggUCZz8/Tc2uFWXfmEI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JQilA6eW5bM/s320/emma5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606328518072834114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED every last one of those oufits.&lt;br /&gt;And I think her job is pretty cool too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-9146500886909098931?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9146500886909098931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-i-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/9146500886909098931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/9146500886909098931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkyRzsGZZMY/Tc2tV4H2ewI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UuU1hHiKnJI/s72-c/emma3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5362046795876126293</id><published>2011-05-10T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:07:14.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Best Friend</title><content type='html'>He always want to cuddle&lt;br /&gt;He always wants to watch the same thing as me&lt;br /&gt;He always looks great&lt;br /&gt;He doens't care if I smell bad or didn't get ready&lt;br /&gt;He is the perfect best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YjEPgP9R9GA/Tcm2BfFUgFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BVObbT8f7DQ/s1600/couch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YjEPgP9R9GA/Tcm2BfFUgFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BVObbT8f7DQ/s320/couch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605211347879231570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only when my real best friend is studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc7C2w07FY4/Tcm26yCBRtI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/eW2FG3jNMgQ/s1600/studying.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc7C2w07FY4/Tcm26yCBRtI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/eW2FG3jNMgQ/s320/studying.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605212332218205906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they both perfect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5362046795876126293?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5362046795876126293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-new-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5362046795876126293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5362046795876126293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-new-best-friend.html' title='My New Best Friend'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YjEPgP9R9GA/Tcm2BfFUgFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BVObbT8f7DQ/s72-c/couch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1140047680555067335</id><published>2011-05-05T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:20:48.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite part of my job</title><content type='html'>is when he &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QtN46CGFx4/TcMhG-3Z5qI/AAAAAAAAAYw/pGcA7Rsotpk/s1600/us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QtN46CGFx4/TcMhG-3Z5qI/AAAAAAAAAYw/pGcA7Rsotpk/s320/us.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603358765217343138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes and picks me up from work and we go to our favorite sandwhich shop together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gu5xTQ4RFu8/TcMhWzLGw9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/VOSp-M3H-To/s1600/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gu5xTQ4RFu8/TcMhWzLGw9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/VOSp-M3H-To/s320/me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603359036956656594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ko1kQV1_rIg/TcMhWkkjIxI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cyJn53E5toQ/s1600/him.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ko1kQV1_rIg/TcMhWkkjIxI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cyJn53E5toQ/s320/him.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603359033036841746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this sandwhich shop just around the corner from my work called subz n stuff. Gami, the owner, knows everyones name that has ever been there and he even knows what you are going to order if you order the same thing everytime like I do. &lt;br /&gt;Gami loves us.....well he loves Adam. You see Gami is from Pakistan, middle eastern people love doctors (at least thats the vibe i've gotten) even aspiring doctors like my husband. Because of this love Gami tends to give us free sandwhichs cookies and other delicious food items. Maybe Gami just loves us and it has nothing to do with the future doctor thing but he didn't start giving me anything until i brought Adam there and he found out he was in med school. Anyway, we would go there even without the free stuff because it is DELICOUS and Gami and his wife are so nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1140047680555067335?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1140047680555067335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-favorite-part-of-my-job.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1140047680555067335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1140047680555067335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-favorite-part-of-my-job.html' title='My favorite part of my job'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QtN46CGFx4/TcMhG-3Z5qI/AAAAAAAAAYw/pGcA7Rsotpk/s72-c/us.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6322345541968326974</id><published>2011-04-28T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T14:44:02.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Universe,</title><content type='html'>Please inspire my friends/family/people.i.blogstalk to blog more so work isn't so boring.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6322345541968326974?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6322345541968326974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-universe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6322345541968326974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6322345541968326974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-universe.html' title='Dear Universe,'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1081930526090730955</id><published>2011-04-27T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:41:03.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Miracle Happened Yesterday</title><content type='html'>My cousin Tommy (my only cousin that is my age) got married. Thats not the miracle. &lt;br /&gt;His new wife is from DALLAS so they had a wedding dinner here last night! That is the miracle: a family event in my own city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luUf7Lgrmx4/TbiKnqByqRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/G8u_A7rD6mM/s1600/tommy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luUf7Lgrmx4/TbiKnqByqRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/G8u_A7rD6mM/s320/tommy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600378550536546578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32UDdmIPTKg/TbiKnaDd8gI/AAAAAAAAAYg/HBsCaHydMdQ/s1600/sara.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32UDdmIPTKg/TbiKnaDd8gI/AAAAAAAAAYg/HBsCaHydMdQ/s320/sara.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600378546248610306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look very closely behind my head. See the guy with the cowboy hat? Here is how the convo went down&lt;br /&gt;Sarah (my cousin that is pictured): Really? a cowboy hat and jeans at a wedding at a country club.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Welcome to Texas. Doesn't get fancier then a cowboy hat and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Another cool story about my Cousin Sarah...She married someone with the same last name she grew up with.Fowler. Sarah Fowler. She will never have to changer her last name and it's not even a common one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldrlcxOzS5k/TbiKnS7D14I/AAAAAAAAAYY/YD8kbIdsoCY/s1600/cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldrlcxOzS5k/TbiKnS7D14I/AAAAAAAAAYY/YD8kbIdsoCY/s320/cousins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600378544334296962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Meet the cousins. Sarah on left- she lives in Virginia with her husband. Middle: Meet Willy he spent the last year at BYU Hawaii (jealousy) and will spend the next 2 in spain on a mission. Isn't he cute? Right: Robert, he is getting a masters at BYU...single if anyone is interested :)....Adam and Robert new eachother before Adam and Katie ever new eachother. Small world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfAW4JEjNqY/TbiKnFy6mNI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hSG2Bt95OoA/s1600/autie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfAW4JEjNqY/TbiKnFy6mNI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hSG2Bt95OoA/s320/autie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600378540810475730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Alice and Uncle Stew&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful and wonderful and so fun to spend time with my cousins that I never get to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1081930526090730955?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1081930526090730955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/miracle-happened-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1081930526090730955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1081930526090730955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/miracle-happened-yesterday.html' title='A Miracle Happened Yesterday'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luUf7Lgrmx4/TbiKnqByqRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/G8u_A7rD6mM/s72-c/tommy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2592243224945715785</id><published>2011-04-25T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:28:49.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter weekend was full of</title><content type='html'>Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rNYesveXwU/TbXXn3KLa8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/qFEIsoZFh6c/s1600/usstock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rNYesveXwU/TbXXn3KLa8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/qFEIsoZFh6c/s320/usstock.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599618791526591426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adams parents and little sis came up for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh_fbuwNM4I/TbXXzRBlBqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kzlRGezlKws/s1600/cadburryeggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh_fbuwNM4I/TbXXzRBlBqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kzlRGezlKws/s320/cadburryeggs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599618987448403618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadburry mini egg cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63FRb5eGQUM/TbXYAbZ7UQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YvXhCMPArZg/s1600/cookiepie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63FRb5eGQUM/TbXYAbZ7UQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YvXhCMPArZg/s320/cookiepie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599619213573181698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chip cookie dough pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SzTjLV4TacM/TbXYLvdQHYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/D7cQf1bEu1Y/s1600/Strawberry%2BCheese%2BMousse%2BCake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SzTjLV4TacM/TbXYLvdQHYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/D7cQf1bEu1Y/s320/Strawberry%2BCheese%2BMousse%2BCake1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599619407934397826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry creamcheese cake (I didn't take a pic of the one I actually made)&lt;br /&gt;I need to run a little extra this week!&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ge7TzSjnpO4/TbXYkjZXyXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/cc7zkZaOA3I/s1600/surgery.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ge7TzSjnpO4/TbXYkjZXyXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/cc7zkZaOA3I/s320/surgery.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599619834193627506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam performed his first surgery. It was a success...lucky for Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60Lk8SZ-7Rc/TbXY24FPQnI/AAAAAAAAAYA/P-DhBCBKcg0/s1600/stock%2Byards.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60Lk8SZ-7Rc/TbXY24FPQnI/AAAAAAAAAYA/P-DhBCBKcg0/s320/stock%2Byards.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599620148983972466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the fort worth stockyards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FX3Mx0OKGiI/TbXZXutoJrI/AAAAAAAAAYI/XhALBawmj_U/s1600/ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FX3Mx0OKGiI/TbXZXutoJrI/AAAAAAAAAYI/XhALBawmj_U/s320/ticket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599620713404704434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played ticket to ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2592243224945715785?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2592243224945715785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-weekend-was-full-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2592243224945715785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2592243224945715785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-weekend-was-full-of.html' title='Easter weekend was full of'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rNYesveXwU/TbXXn3KLa8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/qFEIsoZFh6c/s72-c/usstock.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8989382054363297709</id><published>2011-04-21T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T13:53:34.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to my cube</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-L1x875QBo/TbCYCxFKt3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/p-rVAZKGseo/s1600/work.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-L1x875QBo/TbCYCxFKt3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/p-rVAZKGseo/s320/work.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598141510123698034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend&lt;br /&gt;28800 seconds a day&lt;br /&gt;160 hours a week&lt;br /&gt;240 days a year&lt;br /&gt;in this 3x3 space.&lt;br /&gt;We are becoming best friends and.worst.enemies (mostly worst enemies)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8989382054363297709?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8989382054363297709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-to-my-cube.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8989382054363297709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8989382054363297709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-to-my-cube.html' title='welcome to my cube'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-L1x875QBo/TbCYCxFKt3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/p-rVAZKGseo/s72-c/work.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8383951399756356914</id><published>2011-04-19T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:16:54.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.P.P.S</title><content type='html'>It is over 90 degrees today! YIKES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8383951399756356914?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8383951399756356914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/ppps.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8383951399756356914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8383951399756356914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/ppps.html' title='P.P.P.S'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4789317869600946635</id><published>2011-04-19T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:26:29.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI....</title><content type='html'>If I ever ask you for Strawberry shortcake (or any other dessert) and you bring me one of these....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp1JFZqC-cM/Ta23aOWQgzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8NW9ZMvD-uA/s1600/yogurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp1JFZqC-cM/Ta23aOWQgzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8NW9ZMvD-uA/s320/yogurt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597331573047329586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hate these commercials. &lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Yogurt isn't dessert it's breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4789317869600946635?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4789317869600946635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/fyi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4789317869600946635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4789317869600946635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/fyi.html' title='FYI....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp1JFZqC-cM/Ta23aOWQgzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8NW9ZMvD-uA/s72-c/yogurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6437881961448039731</id><published>2011-04-12T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:48:44.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My relief society is doing a 30 day scripture challenge. They have put together some study materials for us to read over a 30 day period leading up to Easter. I have been touched by the materials that have been chosen for this challenge and I am going to try and share some of the amazing thoughts that I have read with you. &lt;br /&gt;" We might deny ourselves a nearness to our Savior because of our prejudices of neighborhood or possessions or race—attitudes that Christ would surely condemn. Love has no boundary, no limitation of good will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The full and essential nature of love we may not understand,” wrote Elder John A. Widtsoe. “But there are tests by which it may be recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love is always founded in truth. … Lies and deceit, or any other violation of the moral law, are proofs of love’s absence. Love perishes in the midst of untruth. … Thus, … [he] who falsifies to his loved one, or offers her any act contrary to truth, does not really love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Further, love does not offend or hurt or injure the loved one. … Cruelty is as absent from love … as truth is from untruth. …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love is a positive active force. It helps the loved one. If there is need, love tries to supply it. If there is weakness, love supplants it with strength. … Love that does not help is a faked or transient love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good as these tests are, there is a greater one. True love sacrifices for the loved one. … That is the final test. Christ gave of Himself, gave His life, for us, and thereby proclaimed the reality of his love for his mortal brethren and sisters.” (An Understandable Religion, Salt Lake City: Deseret Book Co., 1944, p. 72.)"&lt;br /&gt;--David B Haight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6437881961448039731?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6437881961448039731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-relief-society-is-doing-30-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6437881961448039731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6437881961448039731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-relief-society-is-doing-30-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-944619729266073300</id><published>2011-04-10T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:35:57.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When we serve our God, when we love Him, He knows it, and He will take us by the hand and give us answers to our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;-Thomas S Monson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-944619729266073300?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/944619729266073300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-we-serve-our-god-when-we-love-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/944619729266073300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/944619729266073300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-we-serve-our-god-when-we-love-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6733666218245622328</id><published>2011-04-07T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T14:46:32.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAwUhvGOH9w/TZ4wprMX1VI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KL0tb-HWBZQ/s1600/cb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAwUhvGOH9w/TZ4wprMX1VI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KL0tb-HWBZQ/s320/cb.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592961279768122706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what Texas has done to my husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6733666218245622328?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6733666218245622328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/help-me.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6733666218245622328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6733666218245622328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/help-me.html' title='HELP ME'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAwUhvGOH9w/TZ4wprMX1VI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KL0tb-HWBZQ/s72-c/cb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1996498289250826280</id><published>2011-04-06T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T14:33:58.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Orleans</title><content type='html'>At the last minute, a couple of weeks ago, we decided to go to New Orleans with some friends to watch BYU play in the "sweet sixteen" (I am going to say that like I care but really just wanted to go on a vaca...) Not true I do care and it was a really fun game even though they lost. It was okay though because it meant that Saturday we got to see the city instead of watch a basketball game. We letf on Wednesday night (not even three days after I took a week off for spring break. Pretty sure I am a horrible employee)and headed to Houston to break up the drive because Elaine was with us and she is 7 months pregnant (true BYU fan). Then Thursday we headed to New Orleans and went straight to the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjXtoOYCBKc/TZzX6K6KeeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/961YBtM7Oas/s1600/game2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjXtoOYCBKc/TZzX6K6KeeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/961YBtM7Oas/s320/game2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592582231648008674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBUP3b3cwh4/TZzX54jBu2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/j5U8U6qyG5U/s1600/game.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBUP3b3cwh4/TZzX54jBu2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/j5U8U6qyG5U/s320/game.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592582226719128418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday our husbands studied (boring) while we laid out at the pool for a few hours. Then we went on a CAJUN ADVENTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UC4KTnOf6nU/TZzZKqTQpKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5sq0rl_gCdA/s1600/croc"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UC4KTnOf6nU/TZzZKqTQpKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5sq0rl_gCdA/s320/croc" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592583614464304290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qdu4GJZ-63k/TZzZFiC00VI/AAAAAAAAAWY/8-VB_4vzCP0/s1600/groyp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qdu4GJZ-63k/TZzZFiC00VI/AAAAAAAAAWY/8-VB_4vzCP0/s320/groyp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592583526348542290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yPnFwlzq2O0/TZzYx-Kl-eI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/vOfzSMbbltY/s1600/tour.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yPnFwlzq2O0/TZzYx-Kl-eI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/vOfzSMbbltY/s320/tour.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592583190299933154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete with humans feeding Alligators hot dogs and marshmallows while said humans watch in ahh. And a snake in a tree.&lt;br /&gt;After that WE (adam and I) and Ryan and Elain went on a Ghost Tour. Our other friends were to scared. Our tour guide was Bloddy Mary herself. It was really entertaining. She did Vodo and everything. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday we drove through the GHETTO looking at the damage that that little storm (Hurricane Katrina) did to the city. It was really crazy/sad/disgusting. After that we Hung out in the french quarter all day eating tranditional Cajun food and soaking up some of that wholesome atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm7xSncmTFk/TZzaMh9u8kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Ox1uptVG_0U/s1600/thorpes"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm7xSncmTFk/TZzaMh9u8kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Ox1uptVG_0U/s320/thorpes" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592584746097898050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part I really like New Orleans. It was really pretty and fun. I am really glad I experienced it. And I am really glad that I gave my last two vacation days to that city (yes I have already taken ten days off and its only April. dont judge me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;some of the photo's were taken from Elaine's blog&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1996498289250826280?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1996498289250826280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-orleans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1996498289250826280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1996498289250826280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-orleans.html' title='New Orleans'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjXtoOYCBKc/TZzX6K6KeeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/961YBtM7Oas/s72-c/game2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7448676934354827382</id><published>2011-03-31T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:14:33.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Confessions....</title><content type='html'>1. Adam doesn't like to put his hat on all the way....ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRo9Tsbu2HI/TZTuipGMY_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/zM5uApE3FIs/s1600/wa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRo9Tsbu2HI/TZTuipGMY_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/zM5uApE3FIs/s320/wa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590355316388422642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. NOtice: The lady climbing on the rocks in the black bikini. Adam had to do a personal photo shoot of her while she pushed her chest together to get the perfect boob photo. One word A.W.K.W.A.R.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdBtlEiEG-E/TZTu5JSdWNI/AAAAAAAAAVI/YUDsosxXBJg/s1600/hw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdBtlEiEG-E/TZTu5JSdWNI/AAAAAAAAAVI/YUDsosxXBJg/s320/hw.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590355702986922194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Yes, we did chicken fights.&lt;br /&gt;4. Yes, I got in the ocean without a swim skirt on (I had to have the best traction for the chicken fight)&lt;br /&gt;5. I let my mom take a picture of it&lt;br /&gt;6. We lost the chicken fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbSFj4eYv60/TZTvt6dgGSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ihJCDZmB26E/s1600/chicken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbSFj4eYv60/TZTvt6dgGSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ihJCDZmB26E/s320/chicken.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590356609539774754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I ate Peurto Rican food....no bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52e36wFXaAw/TZTwctM8MII/AAAAAAAAAVY/qLwmrbtCMIA/s1600/face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52e36wFXaAw/TZTwctM8MII/AAAAAAAAAVY/qLwmrbtCMIA/s320/face.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590357413434503298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Note to self: relearn how to make that face so you can be sure never to make it again.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I didn't do my hair or put on make-up once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TemK1ZJD_c/TZTxREYcJRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9jB5QYHdHBA/s1600/kayak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TemK1ZJD_c/TZTxREYcJRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9jB5QYHdHBA/s320/kayak.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590358313009947922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Note to self number 2: never be Heathers kayaking buddy. She tipped her kayak when it was not in motion. Ha funniest moment of the trip.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You might not believe this one....Adam and I, we don't make good kayaking partners. We need to pratice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aREUdOKXYDk/TZTx-aIQa5I/AAAAAAAAAVo/qIhHCHjp43g/s1600/kayak2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aREUdOKXYDk/TZTx-aIQa5I/AAAAAAAAAVo/qIhHCHjp43g/s320/kayak2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590359091941763986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: DONT READ THIS ONE IF YOU GET GROSSED OUT EASILY&lt;br /&gt;10. I was most certainly popping a zit in this picutre. Hi, My name is Katie and I have an addiction....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndF32FBIYmA/TZTyZoXLSoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BIdZDceZ0jw/s1600/beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndF32FBIYmA/TZTyZoXLSoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BIdZDceZ0jw/s320/beach.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590359559618906754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I did this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3TTA8wZ3mHg/TZTy4MHJQdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/eox478j43Ac/s1600/lazy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3TTA8wZ3mHg/TZTy4MHJQdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/eox478j43Ac/s320/lazy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590360084611416530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Heather captured it. I am weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7448676934354827382?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7448676934354827382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-confessions.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7448676934354827382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7448676934354827382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-confessions.html' title='Spring Break Confessions....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRo9Tsbu2HI/TZTuipGMY_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/zM5uApE3FIs/s72-c/wa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1874457181353594785</id><published>2011-03-30T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:35:55.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLfuXMAifR0/TZOGF-WPefI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fnsXpJWJbhI/s1600/relief.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLfuXMAifR0/TZOGF-WPefI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fnsXpJWJbhI/s320/relief.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589958999690672626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week the relief society sisters in our ward had a dinner and a "service auction". All the women in the ward donated a hidden talent or gift that they had and we auction everything off. It was a great idea and we had so much fun. I feel so grateful to have an organization as great as the relief society in my life. Being a part of the relief society brings me instant friends, makes me strive to be a better person, and fills me with an attitude of charity and love. Thank you to everyone that plans all of these wonderful events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1874457181353594785?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1874457181353594785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/relief-society.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1874457181353594785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1874457181353594785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/relief-society.html' title='Relief Society'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLfuXMAifR0/TZOGF-WPefI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fnsXpJWJbhI/s72-c/relief.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5643178849478227723</id><published>2011-03-23T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T14:37:36.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes for Wednesday</title><content type='html'>One of my favortie books is The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho...I was recently reading my favorite parts from the book and thought I would share a few of it's inspiring quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have on meaning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The secret is here in the present. If you pay attention to the present, you can improve upon it. And, if you improve on the present, what comes later will also be better. Forget about the future, and live each day according to the teachings, confident that God loves his children. Each day, in itself, brings with it an eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The wise men understood that this natural world is only an image and a copy of paradise. The existence of this world is simply a guarantee that there exists a world that is perfect. God created the world so that, through its visible objects, men could understand his spiritual teachings and the marvels of this wisdom. That's what I mean by action."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All people who are happy have God within them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read this book. You should got pick it up right now. It is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5643178849478227723?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5643178849478227723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/quotes-for-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5643178849478227723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5643178849478227723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/quotes-for-wednesday.html' title='Quotes for Wednesday'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4325454233526752063</id><published>2011-03-22T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T13:52:48.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>We went to Peurto Rico for Adams Spring Break and for my Spring Break from work. I lost my camera at Christmas so I only took these two lame pictures on my phone. But Guess what?.....I found my camera in the pocket of my winter coat. To bad I didn't find it a week sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjXI1ytnILo/TYkK8RKXAZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vMSLT4nvbdQ/s1600/pr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjXI1ytnILo/TYkK8RKXAZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vMSLT4nvbdQ/s320/pr.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587008843245093266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Adam with his new best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7W7f_BiGYWI/TYkKzv9Z1PI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fxOJ7T5rQBU/s1600/adam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7W7f_BiGYWI/TYkKzv9Z1PI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fxOJ7T5rQBU/s320/adam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587008696893428978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacation was awesome....This is what we did&lt;br /&gt;-Sat on the beach&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the rainforest &lt;br /&gt;-Went night kayaking in a glowing bay (it was awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;-Went in the ocean a lot&lt;br /&gt;-Got woken up by an earthquake&lt;br /&gt;-Ate way to much&lt;br /&gt;-Slept just the right amount&lt;br /&gt;-Got fried &lt;br /&gt;-Played ticket to ride&lt;br /&gt;It is depressing that I don't have a vacation coming up for a.long.time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4325454233526752063?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4325454233526752063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4325454233526752063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4325454233526752063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjXI1ytnILo/TYkK8RKXAZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vMSLT4nvbdQ/s72-c/pr.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-3680111958597356394</id><published>2011-03-21T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:12:53.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes or No?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-YKNPYhZeg/TYfNWT9xKNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SSnKTLLbtKI/s1600/ad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-YKNPYhZeg/TYfNWT9xKNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SSnKTLLbtKI/s320/ad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586659645976553682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my vote is NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-3680111958597356394?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3680111958597356394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/yes-or-no.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3680111958597356394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3680111958597356394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/yes-or-no.html' title='Yes or No?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-YKNPYhZeg/TYfNWT9xKNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SSnKTLLbtKI/s72-c/ad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-3718509892822287869</id><published>2011-03-11T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:43:00.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my party...</title><content type='html'>I tured 23 this week! It was a pretty exciting day. Only managed to take one picutre :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPayW2F-yy8/TXqkazkPm4I/AAAAAAAAATg/IR0bnkAe58U/s1600/bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPayW2F-yy8/TXqkazkPm4I/AAAAAAAAATg/IR0bnkAe58U/s320/bday.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582955468504931202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bq-bdNQXOb4/TXqka_7T2AI/AAAAAAAAATY/0R5ZR8FNHcM/s1600/pres.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bq-bdNQXOb4/TXqka_7T2AI/AAAAAAAAATY/0R5ZR8FNHcM/s320/pres.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582955471822903298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated by&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting Chick-fil-a brought to me for breakfast :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Going to work :(&lt;br /&gt;3. Going home from work :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Going to dinner with some friends :)&lt;br /&gt;5. Going to the Adjustment Bureau with said friends my face :) Adams face :( &lt;br /&gt;6. Getting a cricut from Adam :) :)&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting cupcakes from Adam :)&lt;br /&gt;It was a good Birthday. Thanks to all those that helped me celbrate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-3718509892822287869?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3718509892822287869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-my-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3718509892822287869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3718509892822287869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-my-party.html' title='It&apos;s my party...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPayW2F-yy8/TXqkazkPm4I/AAAAAAAAATg/IR0bnkAe58U/s72-c/bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7723185347964095574</id><published>2011-03-09T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T14:40:59.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mardi Gras</title><content type='html'>Some friends had a Mari Gras party complete with beads and cajun food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x25Y4AZ2Z7A/TXgBhfXoMXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/PZOAMffdO0U/s1600/gras.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x25Y4AZ2Z7A/TXgBhfXoMXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/PZOAMffdO0U/s320/gras.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582213412993642866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7KpwexA0wk0/TXgBg3p2MbI/AAAAAAAAATI/c6k46LWmJKM/s1600/mard.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7KpwexA0wk0/TXgBg3p2MbI/AAAAAAAAATI/c6k46LWmJKM/s320/mard.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582213402332639666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Marissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7723185347964095574?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7723185347964095574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/mardi-gras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7723185347964095574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7723185347964095574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/mardi-gras.html' title='Mardi Gras'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x25Y4AZ2Z7A/TXgBhfXoMXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/PZOAMffdO0U/s72-c/gras.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8945618716743880981</id><published>2011-03-06T20:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:47:34.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestie and Baby</title><content type='html'>One of my Besties and her cute baby came to visit me a few weekends ago. It was so wonderful to spend some time with them. It was fun to have a baby in the house and to stay up all hours of the night talking. Luckily the Husband had a test the next week so he was occupied. However at one point he came out and said, "Don't you guys ever run out of things to talk about?" The answer to that is no. We have been talking that much since first grade and I don't think we will ever run out of content. Love you Lu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87iOh_pOfQI/TXRihy3XpGI/AAAAAAAAATA/JTUBx_fv2k0/s1600/P1010519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87iOh_pOfQI/TXRihy3XpGI/AAAAAAAAATA/JTUBx_fv2k0/s320/P1010519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581194170948101218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nT1n6ZVQHU/TXRihvuvrlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/B9WcZSNDmfY/s1600/P1010511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nT1n6ZVQHU/TXRihvuvrlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/B9WcZSNDmfY/s320/P1010511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581194170106621522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MB289nUPC2U/TXRihWKFvXI/AAAAAAAAASw/uwAq0akzJW4/s1600/P1010502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MB289nUPC2U/TXRihWKFvXI/AAAAAAAAASw/uwAq0akzJW4/s320/P1010502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581194163241991538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8945618716743880981?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8945618716743880981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/bestie-and-baby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8945618716743880981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8945618716743880981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/bestie-and-baby.html' title='Bestie and Baby'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87iOh_pOfQI/TXRihy3XpGI/AAAAAAAAATA/JTUBx_fv2k0/s72-c/P1010519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5934939554846634980</id><published>2011-03-03T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:04:44.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will have to do...</title><content type='html'>I really love Cafe Rio. Like a lot. I just learned that there is a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmYtHToFf7E/TXAO9DXuHHI/AAAAAAAAASo/s6ePf4VrGbw/s1600/casta.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmYtHToFf7E/TXAO9DXuHHI/AAAAAAAAASo/s6ePf4VrGbw/s320/casta.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579976380351650930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here in Texas about 20 minutes from our house. So I guess it will have to do during these long Utah/cafe rioless months.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went there with some people from our ward (aka people we go to church with)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3XKPh7ZxLA/TXAOsc5XViI/AAAAAAAAASg/QN19pcL5KrI/s1600/costa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3XKPh7ZxLA/TXAOsc5XViI/AAAAAAAAASg/QN19pcL5KrI/s320/costa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579976095145874978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Please notice Adams arm reaching in for the queso in the middle of my picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDT7_H6U2Rk/TXAOsOU33JI/AAAAAAAAASY/Xwie-Wpg5BY/s1600/ad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDT7_H6U2Rk/TXAOsOU33JI/AAAAAAAAASY/Xwie-Wpg5BY/s320/ad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579976091234720914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good (if your not comparing it to cafe rio) and the company was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5934939554846634980?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5934939554846634980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-will-have-to-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5934939554846634980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5934939554846634980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-will-have-to-do.html' title='It will have to do...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmYtHToFf7E/TXAO9DXuHHI/AAAAAAAAASo/s6ePf4VrGbw/s72-c/casta.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8178332098874240880</id><published>2011-03-01T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:26:43.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just me or do the heart shaped ones filled with red taste so much better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G5iroUtFPCc/TW1yMmd0pAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/RVDfUyS3hhA/s1600/jm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G5iroUtFPCc/TW1yMmd0pAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/RVDfUyS3hhA/s320/jm.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579241074191541250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8178332098874240880?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8178332098874240880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-just-me-or-do-heart-shaped-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8178332098874240880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8178332098874240880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-just-me-or-do-heart-shaped-ones.html' title='Is it just me or do the heart shaped ones filled with red taste so much better?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G5iroUtFPCc/TW1yMmd0pAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/RVDfUyS3hhA/s72-c/jm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7882385806312048758</id><published>2011-02-28T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:04:20.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess its at tacky....</title><content type='html'>I finally took down my Valentines decorations, yes in some's opinion they may have overstayed their cheery welcome. It was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ud_l62dLkNI/TWx90_4yMyI/AAAAAAAAASI/shgKTsQyk2Y/s1600/P1010491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ud_l62dLkNI/TWx90_4yMyI/AAAAAAAAASI/shgKTsQyk2Y/s320/P1010491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578972387861476130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml_wXE3_xlg/TWx90jU3LTI/AAAAAAAAASA/SEwROzKczXE/s1600/P1010516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml_wXE3_xlg/TWx90jU3LTI/AAAAAAAAASA/SEwROzKczXE/s320/P1010516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578972380194614578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1egQKrVqlm8/TWx90j77fJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/d8EecvCcUlE/s1600/P1010513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1egQKrVqlm8/TWx90j77fJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/d8EecvCcUlE/s320/P1010513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578972380358474898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all homemade from ideas of others. I can execute...can't create.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7882385806312048758?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7882385806312048758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-guess-its-at-tacky.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7882385806312048758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7882385806312048758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-guess-its-at-tacky.html' title='I guess its at tacky....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ud_l62dLkNI/TWx90_4yMyI/AAAAAAAAASI/shgKTsQyk2Y/s72-c/P1010491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7231945748870131148</id><published>2011-02-28T14:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T14:40:17.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to know why 30% of the state of Texas is obese?</title><content type='html'>Because this is what they call a salad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NZ9l0HKMQQ/TWwj9sKLJ2I/AAAAAAAAARw/qQcOgcCntxc/s1600/salad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NZ9l0HKMQQ/TWwj9sKLJ2I/AAAAAAAAARw/qQcOgcCntxc/s320/salad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578873581138028386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Chicken, fried torilla strips, corn, beans, cheese, TONS of ranch dressing, and if there is any room left a scrap of lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;It was delicious though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7231945748870131148?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7231945748870131148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/want-to-know-why-30-of-state-of-texas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7231945748870131148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7231945748870131148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/want-to-know-why-30-of-state-of-texas.html' title='Want to know why 30% of the state of Texas is obese?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NZ9l0HKMQQ/TWwj9sKLJ2I/AAAAAAAAARw/qQcOgcCntxc/s72-c/salad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8764934982891824151</id><published>2011-02-25T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T13:19:05.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow day at work=Excessive, pointless, blogging</title><content type='html'>10 random facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;1. I work for a mortgage company but know nothing about the mortgage business&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a degree in health eduction &lt;br /&gt;3. I have 19 nieces and nephews (as of this week) &lt;br /&gt;5. I cried during the movie ELF this year&lt;br /&gt;6. I love shopping and I hoard clothes ( I could probably be on the TV show)&lt;br /&gt;7. I love trash TV (bachelor and teen mom are my fav)&lt;br /&gt;8. French fries are my favorite food&lt;br /&gt;9. I love to cook&lt;br /&gt;10. I have never been good at spelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine things you do every day.&lt;br /&gt;check facebook. eat. laugh. blog stalk. sleep. push snooz at least twice. watch tv. bursh my teeth. go pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight things that annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;cups where decorations should be. negativity. smelly rags. chomping. pride. close talkers. floods (as in pants). lifted trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven fears / phobia&lt;br /&gt;air planes. drowning. getting kidnapped. losing someone I love. never having kids. failure.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Six songs that you’re addicted to.&lt;br /&gt;love like crazy. the new pink song....that's all (not super into music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things you can’t live without.&lt;br /&gt;my husband. my family. my church. my pillow. exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four memories you won’t forget.&lt;br /&gt;my wedding day. meeting the husband. the neighborhood where i grew up. africa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words you can’t go a day without using.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you wish you could do.&lt;br /&gt;sew. be more outgoing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One person you can trust.&lt;br /&gt;the husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8764934982891824151?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8764934982891824151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/slow-day-at-workexcessive-pointless.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8764934982891824151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8764934982891824151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/slow-day-at-workexcessive-pointless.html' title='Slow day at work=Excessive, pointless, blogging'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-700327378407958595</id><published>2011-02-24T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T09:18:13.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah in picture</title><content type='html'>I went to Utah last week for a friends wedding. I was only supposed to stay a couple of days but ended up staying long enough to see my newest nephew. Henry Luke Yeates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38s4GkcAs3I/TWaSSx7N9DI/AAAAAAAAARk/vU5Bq-q8-yE/s1600/yfam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38s4GkcAs3I/TWaSSx7N9DI/AAAAAAAAARk/vU5Bq-q8-yE/s320/yfam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306039881954354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XiLXkENu7bw/TWaSSrKb6II/AAAAAAAAARc/4MkGEwp1hbE/s1600/sisters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XiLXkENu7bw/TWaSSrKb6II/AAAAAAAAARc/4MkGEwp1hbE/s320/sisters.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306038066735234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiMEM5ZNz6s/TWaSNLhZtcI/AAAAAAAAARU/ClY6-2UTmwg/s1600/sista.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiMEM5ZNz6s/TWaSNLhZtcI/AAAAAAAAARU/ClY6-2UTmwg/s320/sista.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305943673779650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_LQwXQNsmg/TWaSMxd63EI/AAAAAAAAARM/Wuk7EpKPd9M/s1600/sam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_LQwXQNsmg/TWaSMxd63EI/AAAAAAAAARM/Wuk7EpKPd9M/s320/sam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305936679853122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O92Eo3u6ApQ/TWaSMgBepLI/AAAAAAAAARE/slxyykumkFs/s1600/ry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O92Eo3u6ApQ/TWaSMgBepLI/AAAAAAAAARE/slxyykumkFs/s320/ry.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305931997160626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OysmLGfJzA/TWaSMS35hFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uu4lqy7PsYk/s1600/michele.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OysmLGfJzA/TWaSMS35hFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uu4lqy7PsYk/s320/michele.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305928467317842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xwOAqmnf2WQ/TWaSMdJlEpI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6m5X6A9EIy0/s1600/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xwOAqmnf2WQ/TWaSMdJlEpI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6m5X6A9EIy0/s320/me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305931225830034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7r4OQymvwU/TWaR0iRAkZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QE5VLgfYf6s/s1600/luke.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7r4OQymvwU/TWaR0iRAkZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QE5VLgfYf6s/s320/luke.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305520282309010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cx937XMiNw/TWaR0TewNAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/GbQSu9hHkbk/s1600/kate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cx937XMiNw/TWaR0TewNAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/GbQSu9hHkbk/s320/kate.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305516313424898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXmecjV_9Xc/TWaR0B8rZ6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/zGZq09wqbFI/s1600/jack.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXmecjV_9Xc/TWaR0B8rZ6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/zGZq09wqbFI/s320/jack.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305511607101346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jr8PWKa_qUo/TWaRzxkYuhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wBruyur5bk8/s1600/dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jr8PWKa_qUo/TWaRzxkYuhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wBruyur5bk8/s320/dad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305507210246674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfi4Qu5leIE/TWaRzmtOeGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XtpY2-IPu0g/s1600/cafe%2Brio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfi4Qu5leIE/TWaRzmtOeGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XtpY2-IPu0g/s320/cafe%2Brio.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305504294533218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: all pictures taken on my iphone. not good quality. good memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-700327378407958595?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/700327378407958595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/utah-in-picture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/700327378407958595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/700327378407958595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/utah-in-picture.html' title='Utah in picture'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38s4GkcAs3I/TWaSSx7N9DI/AAAAAAAAARk/vU5Bq-q8-yE/s72-c/yfam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4513636842867710266</id><published>2011-02-22T15:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:04:52.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could birth this 1 year old I would have a baby tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkh1G7Gcfsw/TWRA-auYnKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LIm7ZK5O7NQ/s1600/sam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkh1G7Gcfsw/TWRA-auYnKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LIm7ZK5O7NQ/s320/sam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576653679661456546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4513636842867710266?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4513636842867710266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-i-could-birth-this-1-year-old-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4513636842867710266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4513636842867710266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-i-could-birth-this-1-year-old-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkh1G7Gcfsw/TWRA-auYnKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LIm7ZK5O7NQ/s72-c/sam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2649559183807045458</id><published>2011-02-19T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T18:43:12.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in Utah this weekend celebrating this wonderful friends big day. The wedding was Thursday and it was so beautiful. I have had so much fun with Laura traveling the world from Alaska to Italy. She is amazing and I am so happy for her. It was so great to be apart of this day with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wAUsODssVs/TWB9joMROII/AAAAAAAAAP0/IJfXZYba_XM/s1600/photo-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wAUsODssVs/TWB9joMROII/AAAAAAAAAP0/IJfXZYba_XM/s320/photo-3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575594389722445954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWRIwAPKpgc/TWB9i8MyJzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_1oMBZf0Ncs/s1600/photo-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWRIwAPKpgc/TWB9i8MyJzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_1oMBZf0Ncs/s320/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575594377913444146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2649559183807045458?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2649559183807045458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-in-utah-this-weekend-celebrating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2649559183807045458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2649559183807045458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-in-utah-this-weekend-celebrating.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wAUsODssVs/TWB9joMROII/AAAAAAAAAP0/IJfXZYba_XM/s72-c/photo-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-308943959032012885</id><published>2011-02-15T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:13:56.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky to be in love with my best friend.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUeifLbVm5c/TVsFR2QRCuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xoqubeKjTSw/s1600/vday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUeifLbVm5c/TVsFR2QRCuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xoqubeKjTSw/s320/vday3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574054767980776162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvf3MgALGhY/TVsFRdBJsFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1WI5zQ86hlE/s1600/vday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvf3MgALGhY/TVsFRdBJsFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1WI5zQ86hlE/s320/vday2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574054761206493266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KnPL1OFSm4/TVsFRH6v2dI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ws_1PaJYubU/s1600/vday1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KnPL1OFSm4/TVsFRH6v2dI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ws_1PaJYubU/s320/vday1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574054755542489554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day was perfect this year. We went to a sandwhich place, came home and ate while watching the Bachelor! Adam watching the Bachelor with me kind of reminds me of this love story from the talk by Elder Wirthlin called "The Great Commandment".&lt;br /&gt;In a recent message of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir’s Music and the Spoken Word, a story was told about an elderly man and woman who had been married for many decades. Because the wife was slowly losing her sight, she could no longer take care of herself the way she had done for so many years. Without being asked, the husband began to paint her fingernails for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He knew that she could see her fingernails when she held them close to her eyes, at just the right angle, and they made her smile. He liked to see her happy, so he kept painting her nails for more than five years before she passed away.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is an example of the pure love of Christ. Sometimes the greatest love is not found in the dramatic scenes that poets and writers immortalize. Often, the greatest manifestations of love are the simple acts of kindness and caring we extend to those we meet along the path of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an amazing talk. YOu should read the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines day...yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-308943959032012885?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/308943959032012885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/lucky-to-be-in-love-with-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/308943959032012885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/308943959032012885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/lucky-to-be-in-love-with-my-best-friend.html' title='Lucky to be in love with my best friend.....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUeifLbVm5c/TVsFR2QRCuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xoqubeKjTSw/s72-c/vday3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4277844958157160763</id><published>2011-02-07T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:39:14.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Driving to work Friday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TVB0I6dqf0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/tn9-D7v0-5M/s1600/photo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TVB0I6dqf0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/tn9-D7v0-5M/s320/photo2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571080435538755394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving to the grocery store Saturday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TVBz4NyXFqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7bbWIHYMxJY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TVBz4NyXFqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7bbWIHYMxJY/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571080148668061346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad the suns back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4277844958157160763?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4277844958157160763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/driving-to-work-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4277844958157160763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4277844958157160763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/driving-to-work-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TVB0I6dqf0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/tn9-D7v0-5M/s72-c/photo2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8229084969534569753</id><published>2011-02-01T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:00:49.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the....</title><content type='html'>Remember how 3 days ago it was 80 degrees and I went running outside? Well today we woke up to this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUjV3iUG3RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Tjmgi35KjOE/s1600/P1010499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUjV3iUG3RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Tjmgi35KjOE/s320/P1010499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568936089324281106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUjV24KWGXI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6FqB2hroDp4/s1600/P1010498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUjV24KWGXI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6FqB2hroDp4/s320/P1010498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568936078009047410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUjV2psFGRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ItaD2BDpWVA/s1600/P1010497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUjV2psFGRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ItaD2BDpWVA/s320/P1010497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568936074124007698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures do not even come close to doing it justice. There is literally a sheet of ice over the entire dallas area....literally. The wind chills were -12 today. I can not ever remember being as cold as I was today while walking outside. Where did my warm Texas go?&lt;br /&gt;Positives to this negative situation?&lt;br /&gt;Work didn't start until 10 today and tomorrow and today we got to go home at 4. I love 6 hour work days. I could really get used to them. Only like 15 people of the 200 that work on my floor showed up at all. It was pretty crazy and I have successfully survived my first Ice storm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8229084969534569753?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8229084969534569753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8229084969534569753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8229084969534569753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/what.html' title='What the....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUjV3iUG3RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Tjmgi35KjOE/s72-c/P1010499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5528278052720968106</id><published>2011-01-29T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T22:37:50.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what I did today?</title><content type='html'>Went running outside in Shorts and a t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUUHGcw_6rI/AAAAAAAAAOY/x_mYpdftTqg/s1600/P1010493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUUHGcw_6rI/AAAAAAAAAOY/x_mYpdftTqg/s320/P1010493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567864321695804082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5528278052720968106?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5528278052720968106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/guess-what-i-did-today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5528278052720968106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5528278052720968106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/guess-what-i-did-today.html' title='Guess what I did today?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TUUHGcw_6rI/AAAAAAAAAOY/x_mYpdftTqg/s72-c/P1010493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7513812018657798920</id><published>2011-01-09T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:09:28.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 in review......a week late.</title><content type='html'>It has been such a great year! Adam and I can not believe that we are where we are. We feel that we have been so blessed this year and have been given much more than we deserve. God is Good. Here is our year in review.&lt;br /&gt;January: I started student teacher and my last semester at BYU&lt;br /&gt;February: Adam got into UTSW!!!&lt;br /&gt;March: Nothing exciting :)&lt;br /&gt;April: Graduated From BYU&lt;br /&gt;May: Went to California with some friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqT0vhfzTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/60zd246dN8o/s1600/P1010198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqT0vhfzTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/60zd246dN8o/s320/P1010198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560419224261741874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June: Went to New York with my mom and sisters&lt;br /&gt;July: Went to Utah for my cousins funeral and my grandma's 90th b-day party&lt;br /&gt;August: Adam started medical school. We celebrated our two year anniversary. We made lots of new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqS9T1lMVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uBoLpzvYKyo/s1600/softball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqS9T1lMVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uBoLpzvYKyo/s320/softball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560418271936983378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqS9EJSlNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Z_hxSnh56h8/s1600/school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqS9EJSlNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Z_hxSnh56h8/s320/school.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560418267724682450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September: Started my new job at Franklin American Mortgage Company&lt;br /&gt;October: Adam became a real "doctor" and got his white coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqQ8Lxa85I/AAAAAAAAAN4/5ODQ8UF9lvg/s1600/P1010386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqQ8Lxa85I/AAAAAAAAAN4/5ODQ8UF9lvg/s320/P1010386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560416053568926610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqQ70vQcZI/AAAAAAAAANw/0HuxVcExkt8/s1600/P1010300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqQ70vQcZI/AAAAAAAAANw/0HuxVcExkt8/s320/P1010300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560416047385833874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November: Cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqP4Ak0mZI/AAAAAAAAANo/vjI7r5Bnnr0/s1600/cruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqP4Ak0mZI/AAAAAAAAANo/vjI7r5Bnnr0/s320/cruise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560414882332187026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December: Had our own Christmas in Dallas and went to Utah for a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqPkQdEA0I/AAAAAAAAANg/MUHlVy3O_Es/s1600/P1010454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqPkQdEA0I/AAAAAAAAANg/MUHlVy3O_Es/s320/P1010454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560414542997226306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqPkNsG0hI/AAAAAAAAANY/R9DWKK_-hm8/s1600/P1010463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqPkNsG0hI/AAAAAAAAANY/R9DWKK_-hm8/s320/P1010463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560414542255018514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7513812018657798920?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7513812018657798920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-in-reviewa-week-late.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7513812018657798920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7513812018657798920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-in-reviewa-week-late.html' title='2010 in review......a week late.'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TSqT0vhfzTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/60zd246dN8o/s72-c/P1010198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-3917192791482100004</id><published>2010-12-04T21:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:08:38.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnlLoCQHI/AAAAAAAAANE/chEM0rlxAI8/s1600/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnlLoCQHI/AAAAAAAAANE/chEM0rlxAI8/s320/IMG_0275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548900473114869874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnk3PfjVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2smxLM6jMj0/s1600/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnk3PfjVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2smxLM6jMj0/s320/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548900467643223378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnkpbrXQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZMoEXG19nzA/s1600/IMG_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnkpbrXQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZMoEXG19nzA/s320/IMG_0250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548900463936232706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnkDpBJ4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/FMwQc8wNUUE/s1600/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnkDpBJ4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/FMwQc8wNUUE/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548900453791639426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnj4CswsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KGi76fkfLUM/s1600/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnj4CswsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KGi76fkfLUM/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548900450678129346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady had the best idea ever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGlcs6-WDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kmFr4dC0LGw/s1600/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGlcs6-WDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kmFr4dC0LGw/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548898128410597426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time i go on a cruise I am certainly going to remember by bubbles to blow as the ship is leaving port&lt;br /&gt;(My mom is shaking her head right now say "yeah that really is a good idea....why haven't i thought o that yet")&lt;br /&gt;Pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGkKS2m6LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/D-6EjLaCtFI/s1600/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGkKS2m6LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/D-6EjLaCtFI/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548896712663689394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGkJy5946I/AAAAAAAAAMM/eqUrdphm1bE/s1600/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGkJy5946I/AAAAAAAAAMM/eqUrdphm1bE/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548896704087843746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGkJhsezbI/AAAAAAAAAME/9GOTlFrvRmg/s1600/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGkJhsezbI/AAAAAAAAAME/9GOTlFrvRmg/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548896699467877810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to get on the "FUN SHIP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQAvIU_MbpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/g8MNeBmc3CY/s1600/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQAvIU_MbpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/g8MNeBmc3CY/s320/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548486561039675026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were peacocks everywhere at this beach we went to in Mexico. It was crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TPsmyJkpROI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lLkznSiNc2U/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TPsmyJkpROI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lLkznSiNc2U/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547070009041831138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-3917192791482100004?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3917192791482100004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-cruise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3917192791482100004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3917192791482100004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-cruise.html' title='Thanksgiving Cruise'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TQGnlLoCQHI/AAAAAAAAANE/chEM0rlxAI8/s72-c/IMG_0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-789317709948870451</id><published>2010-11-01T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:28:04.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween.....</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we had a halloween party because this weekend was the White Coat ceremony at the medical school so most of our friends parents were going to be in town...&lt;br /&gt;For the first and probably the last time this year I got in a somewhat of a crafty mood and I made this halloween decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9ynDJJQnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ufjFHbELWi4/s1600/P1010277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9ynDJJQnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ufjFHbELWi4/s320/P1010277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534768482245755506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9ym4jATCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_H9YwqEgrJ8/s1600/P1010280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9ym4jATCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_H9YwqEgrJ8/s320/P1010280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534768479401430050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9ymr0RymI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dQmcQS7pFHw/s1600/P1010271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9ymr0RymI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dQmcQS7pFHw/s320/P1010271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534768475984218722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are further perpetuating gender stereotypes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9zsAf_I8I/AAAAAAAAALE/b31sEUaCjrU/s1600/P1010293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9zsAf_I8I/AAAAAAAAALE/b31sEUaCjrU/s320/P1010293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534769666947228610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in front of the food...talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM90clmqoSI/AAAAAAAAALM/h1g3PuLN5XI/s1600/P1010295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM90clmqoSI/AAAAAAAAALM/h1g3PuLN5XI/s320/P1010295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534770501541077282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys in front of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM904cTDVMI/AAAAAAAAALU/9YXg3IiXDD4/s1600/P1010289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM904cTDVMI/AAAAAAAAALU/9YXg3IiXDD4/s320/P1010289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534770980079228098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only party attenders with any real halloween spirit.&lt;br /&gt;On the actual holiday I made these cupcakes in celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM92W6G0I8I/AAAAAAAAALc/52fNHYbakAM/s1600/P1010390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM92W6G0I8I/AAAAAAAAALc/52fNHYbakAM/s320/P1010390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534772602988667842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM93G1rAyXI/AAAAAAAAALs/w1V_MBEdPRc/s1600/P1010392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM93G1rAyXI/AAAAAAAAALs/w1V_MBEdPRc/s320/P1010392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534773426432035186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-789317709948870451?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/789317709948870451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/789317709948870451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/789317709948870451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween.....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TM9ynDJJQnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ufjFHbELWi4/s72-c/P1010277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2910681734533765169</id><published>2010-10-28T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T14:22:20.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO RANGERS....</title><content type='html'>I've never really liked baseball......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the last month I have had to pretend like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TMnooP4XvBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/neluvpX2A90/s1600/ra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TMnooP4XvBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/neluvpX2A90/s320/ra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533209395356744722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday since they started playing the yankees....or the team before that we get to wear JEANS at work (as long as you wear rangers colors). THis is a big deal usually only happens once or twice a year except for when the rangers are in the world series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.....GO RANGERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I really hope the mavricks make it to the MBA playoffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2910681734533765169?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2910681734533765169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/10/go-rangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2910681734533765169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2910681734533765169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/10/go-rangers.html' title='GO RANGERS....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TMnooP4XvBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/neluvpX2A90/s72-c/ra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-4366821636416865048</id><published>2010-10-17T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T18:22:11.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since the last time I posted.....</title><content type='html'>We started playing on a softball team. I don't make fun of the girls that look like boys anymore but I am still as bad as I was when I was ten playing on a team with Chelsey. I have not made it to base once yet. I can't hit the ball very hard. It's a good thing our team is pretty good so I don't feel to bad. Some of the people on our team are pretty good and very competitive so our first two games we blew the teams away but the last one we lost in like triple overtime. It was pretty traumatic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugbjIBieI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lRyawzzvIA4/s1600/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugbjIBieI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lRyawzzvIA4/s320/IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529189362673224162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugcskVrLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9yh3REFYHWo/s1600/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugcskVrLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9yh3REFYHWo/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529189382387772594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugcT3Ri8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/w7mQLgYUKI8/s1600/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugcT3Ri8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/w7mQLgYUKI8/s320/IMG_0203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529189375756307394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugcOi90LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1dDDc8Nqqd0/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugcOi90LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1dDDc8Nqqd0/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529189374328950962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugb_J0DYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/w3uuTG1gJeI/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugb_J0DYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/w3uuTG1gJeI/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529189370196921730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam turned 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLue0DfB-WI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FRo18C1DMp8/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLue0DfB-WI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FRo18C1DMp8/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529187584653261154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLuez1XIT_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/MBo-GE-uuAY/s1600/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLuez1XIT_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/MBo-GE-uuAY/s320/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529187580862025714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam's family came up for the weekend to go to the BYU TCU game....It was a bust. We still had a good weekend though. I was only able to get this one picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLud6_Z2PxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4QbUSSOROI4/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLud6_Z2PxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4QbUSSOROI4/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529186604305235730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is what they call "BLACKTOBER" at the medical school. Within 7 days they have 3 really big tests. So for the last two weeks I pretty much have been single. I am glad tomorrow is that last of the three tests. Then he has a test break for almost two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-4366821636416865048?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4366821636416865048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/10/since-last-time-i-posted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4366821636416865048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/4366821636416865048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/10/since-last-time-i-posted.html' title='Since the last time I posted.....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TLugbjIBieI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lRyawzzvIA4/s72-c/IMG_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6103716916832254426</id><published>2010-09-30T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:10:09.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your in Texas when...</title><content type='html'>1. you automatically want to tack 10 IQ points from a really smart person just because of their accent.&lt;br /&gt;2. you have to physically wipe every part of our body off with a towel when you get out of the shower or it will never dry&lt;br /&gt;3. when people (adam) say, "thats not that big" when a roach the size of a golf ball goes running across the room...(this didn't happen at my house or I wouldn't be in Texas anymore.)&lt;br /&gt;4. it's the middle of september and still 90 degrees when you leave your house at 6 am for your run.&lt;br /&gt;5. when your driving home from work and these exact lyrics are on a song on the radio "if you dont believe in God you've never been to texas"............seriously, I think not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6103716916832254426?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6103716916832254426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know-your-in-texas-when.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6103716916832254426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6103716916832254426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know-your-in-texas-when.html' title='You know your in Texas when...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-1744940637983175095</id><published>2010-09-26T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:26:25.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First BYU game ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iK4hsNlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/_TwKRd4w8y4/s1600/IMG_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iK4hsNlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/_TwKRd4w8y4/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521309976035604050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iKritbTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xzIZCvY_x3o/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iKritbTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xzIZCvY_x3o/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521309972550217010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iKVS5AAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/seQWLIRTbP8/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iKVS5AAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/seQWLIRTbP8/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521309966578286594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iKCuFa-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/SYOGYUo3ctQ/s1600/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iKCuFa-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/SYOGYUo3ctQ/s320/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521309961592073186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iJ_N3rWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oWjXyhKlcaI/s1600/IMG_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iJ_N3rWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oWjXyhKlcaI/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521309960651648354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is my first experience ever at the waffle house. Yes they put a square piece of cheese on top of adams hash browns. I don't think I will be going back there anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I and two other couples drove to Florida last weekend for the BYU FSU game. We left Friday night after work and got there saturday just before the game. Then we left at 6 sunday morning. It was a really long drive but we had a lot of fun. Randomly, my friend from Utah, McRae, was sitting like right next to us at the game. So that night we went out to dinner with her and her husband. It was fun to get away even though BYU got killed and I have never been that hot in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-1744940637983175095?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1744940637983175095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-byu-game-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1744940637983175095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/1744940637983175095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-byu-game-ever.html' title='First BYU game ever'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJ-iK4hsNlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/_TwKRd4w8y4/s72-c/IMG_0193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-3036460914627198736</id><published>2010-09-16T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T19:25:36.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been thinking about this video lately....</title><content type='html'>take time to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7zwQ_7q-fU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7zwQ_7q-fU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-3036460914627198736?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3036460914627198736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3036460914627198736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3036460914627198736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='I have been thinking about this video lately....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8215057820462363851</id><published>2010-09-15T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:59:45.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week....</title><content type='html'>Survived our first tornado! It was right by the school while Adam was still there playing a dodgeball game (I know dorky right...only med students consider dodgeball a sport) I was a little nervous the sirens were going off down there and everything. So far they have found seven bodies because of the storm. There was tons of flooding and it was pretty crazy. My work is only like 10 minutes away and it took me forty to get there that morning. We are both safe though and I feel very grateful for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent time with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF4jbberqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qbu0Guf4i9w/s1600/jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF4jbberqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qbu0Guf4i9w/s320/jess.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517323568559337122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so lucky to have them here. Jessica gives me a little bit of home every time I see her and Jed gives me a few laughs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that this little boy and another little girl that is not pictured are going to be my Texas niece and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF4FideWbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ngWr7XmektY/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF4FideWbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ngWr7XmektY/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517323055050676658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated a fellow med student (Ben's) birthday with dinner and games at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF3R68ZdPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NrI3011asEM/s1600/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF3R68ZdPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NrI3011asEM/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517322168269632754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have so many great friends. There are 25 married med students and 7 of them are from BYU. They are all great to me and Adam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I successfully recreated this recipe...The first time I made it it was the most spicy thing I have ever put into my mouth (Jenny you would have died) if you don't believe me ask chelsey. This time I changed the recipe a little and it was DELICIOUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF2ibRbrhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jyFNO-wF2MY/s1600/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF2ibRbrhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jyFNO-wF2MY/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517321352314072594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cajun Chicken Pasta (Get this: Adam didn't know that you are supposed to break off the bottom of the asparagus....I guess I shouldn't say anything cause at least he was helping.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fed the missionaries and it really made me miss him.....(only one year left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF2HhzKo1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/3EDdd0zkjXA/s1600/DSCN1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF2HhzKo1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/3EDdd0zkjXA/s320/DSCN1086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320890209706834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8215057820462363851?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8215057820462363851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8215057820462363851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8215057820462363851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-week.html' title='Last week....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TJF4jbberqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qbu0Guf4i9w/s72-c/jess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7703713806419663203</id><published>2010-09-08T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:54:30.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures like this one make me miss Utah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TIfbtV-d9hI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sOO00tatb5g/s1600/pic"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TIfbtV-d9hI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sOO00tatb5g/s320/pic" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514617840778212882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 17 of my nieces and nephews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7703713806419663203?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7703713806419663203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/pictures-like-this-one-make-me-miss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7703713806419663203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7703713806419663203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/pictures-like-this-one-make-me-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TIfbtV-d9hI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sOO00tatb5g/s72-c/pic' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2160704779927021471</id><published>2010-09-03T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:20:32.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Searching</title><content type='html'>I am just finishing my first week of my first real job. And this is a real job. I am working for a company called Franklin American Mortgage Company and I really like it so far. I can not figure out why I got hired though.....It requires five weeks of training. I am the only girl in my training group. I am the only person that I have talked to that does not have some kind of a business or a finance background. I keep telling everyone that I think they looked at my resume wrong. Adam keeps saying that me getting this job this fast makes him suspicious of how hard it really is to get a job right now :)&lt;br /&gt;Getting this job is just one more point on my list of many that there is someone watching over me. &lt;br /&gt;However, the job search for me was not very glamorous. I probably applied to 200+ jobs, and only heard back from jobs that were not very legit. &lt;br /&gt;One of them was advertised as a Marketing job. I applied for it, it sounded good in the job description. I get a phone call from them inviting me to come in for an initial interview. I go to the interview and it went well. I left fully expecting to get a phone call for a second interview for a job in the marketing industry. Sure enough, I get a call from them saying that they are very interested and that they would love for me to come back in for a follow up interview. They tell me that the interview will be two hours and that I will be going out in the "field" with one of their marketing representatives. Still having no real idea of what I will actually be doing. So I go to the interview and they take me out in the field. It is me, another girl that is interviewing and two dudes that clearly do not have a lot of college education, work experience, or experience speaking English. He takes us into a McDonalds and proceeds to tell us what a wonderful job this is and how much money we are going to be able to make. At this point I still have no idea what I am actually going to be doing. Then he finally pulls out a stack of Papa Johns coupons and explains that this marketing job is going door to door selling Papa Johns coupons......(in my head, i was thinking: Why did they call me back for a second interview? Do I really look like the type of person that would be okay with selling papa johns coupons? Did you really think I would do that in the initial interview?) Anyway, he takes us to watch his papa johns coupon selling skills. For about 45minutes We went from business to business interrupting peoples days trying to get them to buy these coupons. It was the most humiliating thing that I have done in a long time. After that time period of complete agony we finally went back to the McDonalds that we started at. He asked us a few more questions while I am just thinking in my head "I would have to be really hungry and I mean really hungry to care about money enough to sell papa johns coupons door to door". At the very end of the interview and says to me dead seriously like this is a hard job, "Katie, do you think this is a job you could do?" Me: "Umm.....Yes" Him: "Is this is a job you want to do?" Me: with great amounts of hesitation in my voice and I am sure all over my face, "Ummmmmmmm.........yeeeenoeeees". &lt;br /&gt;Sad to report I didn't not get offered a job with the coupon selling business... I guess they didn't think I was cut out for the job, maybe next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2160704779927021471?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2160704779927021471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/job-searching.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2160704779927021471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2160704779927021471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/job-searching.html' title='Job Searching'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8351539025467231977</id><published>2010-08-24T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:10:44.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how sweet it is to be loved by you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THSV2bJg3tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SItxaB1NjEE/s1600/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THSV2bJg3tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SItxaB1NjEE/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509193006414094034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our 2nd Anniversary! &lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun. I picked Adam up from School and we went to this restaurant called III Forks.....It was soooo good. Dallas has this thing (that lots of places have) called restaurant week. A whole bunch on the really expensive nice restaurants create a three course menu for about $30 a person. So III Forks is one of these restaurants and it just happened to fall over our anniversary. The food was so delicious and we had so much fun talking about all of the good memories we have had over the last two years. After dinner we went to Ikea and got greatly anticipated kitchen chairs. (we have been living without them for the last three months) All in all it was a really fun night and I was reminded how lucky I am to be married to someone that loves me so much and that makes me laugh all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THSVBxLYVxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y6wFUG2_oYo/s1600/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THSVBxLYVxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y6wFUG2_oYo/s320/IMG_0178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509192101794436882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you adam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8351539025467231977?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8351539025467231977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-sweet-it-is-to-be-loved-by-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8351539025467231977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8351539025467231977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-sweet-it-is-to-be-loved-by-you.html' title='how sweet it is to be loved by you.....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THSV2bJg3tI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SItxaB1NjEE/s72-c/IMG_0177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-3522363659453780741</id><published>2010-08-22T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:41:26.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah again...</title><content type='html'>After Lake Powell my mom and I drove my car from Utah to Dallas. My mom stayed at my house for a couple of days and helped me get everything put together. While she was in Texas we got the sad news that my cousin Mitch Menlove had passed away. You can read about him here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/azcentral/obituary.aspx?n=mitchell-kent-menlove&amp;pid=144191074"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here&lt;br /&gt;mitchmenlove.com&lt;br /&gt;When that horrible news came I decided that I was going to go back to Utah for the funeral and some other things that were happening. The funeral was really sad.....but I'm really glad that I was able to be there.&lt;br /&gt;After the funeral we went up to midway for my Grandma's 90th birthday party. It was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;The first night we went to a concert up at deer valley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFgw6Ut-QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/whD5QsHTqic/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFgw6Ut-QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/whD5QsHTqic/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508290212656969986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd49HgvuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2gtiAjMv8XA/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd49HgvuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2gtiAjMv8XA/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508287052310953698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd4gOeM-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/khQgk41eHd0/s1600/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd4gOeM-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/khQgk41eHd0/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508287044555518946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd4eM2BcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OQIboYJOb28/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd4eM2BcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OQIboYJOb28/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508287044011820482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd33LY4YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/THkXr9hajEs/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFd33LY4YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/THkXr9hajEs/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508287033536733570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert we headed back to the homestead and spend a couple of days there spending time with family, swimming, and just hanging out. I did get a lot of crap for going back home so soon....but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFfvR_8SwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2pYN0HMQdFA/s1600/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFfvR_8SwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2pYN0HMQdFA/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508289085140912898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFfucaLPXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/w8rafwPQ-n8/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFfucaLPXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/w8rafwPQ-n8/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508289070755429746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFfuEUlT5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lsce1tdvH3Q/s1600/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFfuEUlT5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/lsce1tdvH3Q/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508289064289521554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFft3F5-CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tFI47aszjkg/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFft3F5-CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tFI47aszjkg/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508289060738299938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-3522363659453780741?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3522363659453780741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/utah-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3522363659453780741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/3522363659453780741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/utah-again.html' title='Utah again...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THFgw6Ut-QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/whD5QsHTqic/s72-c/IMG_0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-303022608095449878</id><published>2010-08-21T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:01:45.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsVBswczI/AAAAAAAAAGU/aEZvZ3nb78o/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 384px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsVBswczI/AAAAAAAAAGU/aEZvZ3nb78o/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091821507506994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsUvMLTKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1-Zl4DwACeU/s1600/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsUvMLTKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1-Zl4DwACeU/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091816539016354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee and Max my cute niece and nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsUR5IR9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PIuQ0JNGTnA/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsUR5IR9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PIuQ0JNGTnA/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091808674498514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsTzDVPVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1ONH5CKGrIg/s1600/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsTzDVPVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1ONH5CKGrIg/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091800395791698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsTQl2qjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/mcohoTv07Kk/s1600/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsTQl2qjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/mcohoTv07Kk/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091791145347634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....one of the days we were there I was swimming in the water just minding my own business, washing my hair, when all of the sudden I felt a fish take a nibble at my leG!!! No body believed me, naturally, I had almost convinced myself that it didn't happen when once again the fish came after me. Adam was determined to prove that I wasn't crazy so he spent about an hour in the water with these cool goggles on and finally got fish to swim right up to him. (Undoubtedly the same fish that tried to take something out of my leg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq-Q8c8ZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W_-e4pm2a0I/s1600/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq-Q8c8ZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W_-e4pm2a0I/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508090330951250322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even decided that he was going to catch one of these creatures. He made this interesting fishing net and went in the water for about half the day trying to catch the fish. He finally got one. Branden (my brother-in-law) told Adam that he did not believe in his fish catching abilities and that it was just a fluke that he caught that one fish. He did not think he could catch a second one. So Adam spent the rest of the day trying to prove Brandon wrong. Unfortunately it never happened but I certainly think it would have if Adam was just given a little more time. The sun just went down a little to early that day :) &lt;br /&gt;SIDE NOTE: For those of you that don't know My husband really loves fish....I mean like really. It's kind of creepy. I am sure that that was a day he had always dreamed of. &lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't worry we were laughing at Adam's get-up....we aren't THAT weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq8xW3TKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sRDlkLYg6-o/s1600/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq8xW3TKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sRDlkLYg6-o/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508090305292225698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq8Xjf0ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Nxy54_-wB7I/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq8Xjf0ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Nxy54_-wB7I/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508090298365890962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq72I1QXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3UC8fvU4VmY/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCq72I1QXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3UC8fvU4VmY/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508090289395679602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.Love.Lake.Powell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-303022608095449878?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/303022608095449878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/lp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/303022608095449878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/303022608095449878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/lp.html' title='LP'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCsVBswczI/AAAAAAAAAGU/aEZvZ3nb78o/s72-c/IMG_0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5668827946124445862</id><published>2010-08-21T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:32:04.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more new york....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmgUQ034I/AAAAAAAAAFE/DALiCXx80-M/s1600/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmgUQ034I/AAAAAAAAAFE/DALiCXx80-M/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508085418399424386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see that diet coke?................It was $8. Ridiculous, I know. The last night we were in New York my dear mother had not had the opportunity to have a view of the city from a high point. (for those of you that know here at all that is the best way to ruin any good vacation.....views are a big deal to her) So we went to the top of the hotel we were staying in and sat in a room that moved very slowly and overlooked the whole city. We could not just go sit in this restaurant without buying anything so we all got $8 drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmf-CvDQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/D0YrrdfGMjU/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmf-CvDQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/D0YrrdfGMjU/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508085412434742530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmfv1LuTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MoI17FUsMXU/s1600/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmfv1LuTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MoI17FUsMXU/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508085408619804978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmfADCr2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Cp6UKkcB2ew/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmfADCr2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Cp6UKkcB2ew/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508085395793031010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really fun trip and maybe if she makes  it to 120 we can do it again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5668827946124445862?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5668827946124445862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-new-york.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5668827946124445862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5668827946124445862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-new-york.html' title='more new york....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/THCmgUQ034I/AAAAAAAAAFE/DALiCXx80-M/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-8309636528644704304</id><published>2010-08-06T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:35:12.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YORK</title><content type='html'>So, back in March my mom turned 60 years old. My sister Jana had this fabulous idea that for her birthday we (meaning my dad) should take her to New York on a girls trip. So right after the two friends weddings my mom, my two sisters, and my four sister –in-laws all went to NYC. It was such a blast. We were there for about four days and we had so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ1eiov_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/XJJT3y734LU/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ1eiov_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/XJJT3y734LU/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502361724401532914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ09WMR8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/sNcbNl2UnK0/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ09WMR8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/sNcbNl2UnK0/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502361715490965442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ0qRlhMI/AAAAAAAAADs/vEtwUt-yWng/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ0qRlhMI/AAAAAAAAADs/vEtwUt-yWng/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502361710371374274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ0fgqrwI/AAAAAAAAADk/z4PVZAt3UP4/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ0fgqrwI/AAAAAAAAADk/z4PVZAt3UP4/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502361707481837314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, We saw J-LO up close and personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQzxlpxhI/AAAAAAAAADc/zv4CLI9R07A/s1600/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQzxlpxhI/AAAAAAAAADc/zv4CLI9R07A/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502361695154718226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken after we got off our "all night flight" from Utah to New York so don't mind how we all look. Funny story.....as soon as we got on the airplane my mom and I took a STRONG sleeping pill. About ten seconds after we take it the flight attendant gets on the intercom and says, "Your flight time to New York City will be three hours and thrity minutes." Thats not enough time for the sleeping pill to wear off so we were pretty groggy and tired that next day....and it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxUAt7TS3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/jc0GbHnKptI/s1600/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxUAt7TS3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/jc0GbHnKptI/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502365216044960626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also met the drummer from Rascle Flatts! Can you believe it. We went to the Today Shows summer concert series which just happened to be Rascle Flatts. We woke up at live five to go to it and when we got there we were at the very back. So we left before they even started playing. We went to get some breakfast and a joint next door and he got in line right behind us. As you can tell I was pretty excited about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-8309636528644704304?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8309636528644704304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-york.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8309636528644704304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/8309636528644704304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-york.html' title='NEW YORK'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFxQ1eiov_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/XJJT3y734LU/s72-c/IMG_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-6163865404133168741</id><published>2010-08-04T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T12:35:31.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As soon as I got to Texas I had to fly back to Utah for two of my besties weddings. McRae got married to her missionary Travis and Abbey got married to Taylor. It was so great to be able to be there for these happy days. I love going to sealings and am so happy that they let me be a part of their day. They both looked gorgeous and I wish both of them the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_l3nlSdI/AAAAAAAAADU/bWxkkqbOTIU/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_l3nlSdI/AAAAAAAAADU/bWxkkqbOTIU/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501639077115808210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_ld3s3bI/AAAAAAAAADM/cFIXqlGTdVk/s1600/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_ld3s3bI/AAAAAAAAADM/cFIXqlGTdVk/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501639070204091826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_kwx0MvI/AAAAAAAAADE/4Th4yt44vIk/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_kwx0MvI/AAAAAAAAADE/4Th4yt44vIk/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501639058099811058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_krL4LNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/vOp0i2F0nGA/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_krL4LNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/vOp0i2F0nGA/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501639056598510802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_kOZbPKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MPdc9qX_sJ4/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_kOZbPKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MPdc9qX_sJ4/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501639048870706338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-6163865404133168741?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6163865404133168741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-soon-as-i-got-to-texas-i-had-to-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6163865404133168741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/6163865404133168741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-soon-as-i-got-to-texas-i-had-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm_l3nlSdI/AAAAAAAAADU/bWxkkqbOTIU/s72-c/IMG_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-7163825460405552935</id><published>2010-08-04T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T12:00:38.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Then we moved to TEXAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm3wxvk-nI/AAAAAAAAACs/jFFJ8X8G8lk/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm3wxvk-nI/AAAAAAAAACs/jFFJ8X8G8lk/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501630468424268402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after we got home from California we packed up our moving truck and drove to Texas. It was a really long drive but we had a lot of fun. I was so happy when we finally got here. Adam's mom his sister Ashley and his brother Kevin came up to Dallas and helped up move our stuff in our aparment. I really like our apartment it just smells a little like smoke but it is getting a lot better. It is in a really nice area and I am sure in a couple of months when its not 110 degrees we will spend a lot of time outside :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-7163825460405552935?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7163825460405552935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/then-we-moved-to-texas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7163825460405552935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/7163825460405552935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/then-we-moved-to-texas.html' title='Then we moved to TEXAS'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm3wxvk-nI/AAAAAAAAACs/jFFJ8X8G8lk/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-2715419098882005647</id><published>2010-08-04T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:54:29.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD BLOGGER</title><content type='html'>I have not been good at keeping my blog updated...clearly. I am going to try and be better. Here is how our summer has gone after graduation...&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I went on a vacation to so-cal right after graducation with some friends. It was a ton of fun. We went to disneyland and the beach and it was a good break. (Although, I have pretty much been on "break" ever since and am ready to do something productive.)&lt;br /&gt;I took a lot of the pictures on a different camera so there are only a few here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm2e_O9BeI/AAAAAAAAACU/inFFfitLeTI/s1600/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm2e_O9BeI/AAAAAAAAACU/inFFfitLeTI/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_9063296255458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm3Icdmv_I/AAAAAAAAACc/KTsRbEmZooQ/s1600/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm3Icdmv_I/AAAAAAAAACc/KTsRbEmZooQ/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501629775516975090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm3I56FIlI/AAAAAAAAACk/tlWGqidqgv4/s1600/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm3I56FIlI/AAAAAAAAACk/tlWGqidqgv4/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501629783421035090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-2715419098882005647?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2715419098882005647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/bad-blogger_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2715419098882005647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/2715419098882005647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/bad-blogger_04.html' title='BAD BLOGGER'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TFm2e_O9BeI/AAAAAAAAACU/inFFfitLeTI/s72-c/IMG_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535415338244558725.post-5667187204192464828</id><published>2010-06-05T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:30:46.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TArpkKHbpPI/AAAAAAAAABw/52-4QlUajCU/s1600/grad2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TArpkKHbpPI/AAAAAAAAABw/52-4QlUajCU/s320/grad2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479448704049718514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TAro-O66-WI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ns9Kr6kTOjQ/s1600/grad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TAro-O66-WI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ns9Kr6kTOjQ/s320/grad.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479448052504394082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it finally happened. Although it has been more than a month since Adam and I graduated from BYU I thought that it would be the perfect test post on my blog. Adam, Daniel (my brother) and I all graduated from BYU and Daniel's wife from UVU. It was a very exciting fun day. However, this new degree does not seem to be helping me to much in the job finding market. At the rate I'm getting job offers I should have dropped out of school three and a half years ago and worked. My clothes selection would be a lot more extensive if that were the case! Even though there were camera's around us the whole weekend Adam and I did not seem to get one normal looking picture of just us (I know, shocking, right? Considering that we were in a big blue splash zone shield and a stupid hat that made me look like a had elf ears at all angles but one) so I will probably make Adam dress up in the outfit again so we can get a normal picture of just me and him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert graduated in mechanical engineering and is going to graduate school at BYU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel graduated in Chemical Engineering and will be starting a TOP SECRET job sometime this fall in New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam graduated in Biology and will be starting school this fall (again) in Dallas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I graduated in Secondary Education and I absolutely loved it so i really hope that I can find a job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather graduated in psychology and is also seeking a job however she is already baby hungry so I think she soon will drop off the job hunt and leave me the lone ranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The random boy in one of the pictures is my cousin Rob who graduated from BYU as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3535415338244558725-5667187204192464828?l=themeierslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5667187204192464828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-it-finally-happened.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5667187204192464828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3535415338244558725/posts/default/5667187204192464828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themeierslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-it-finally-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12503521248866241397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s8NSGz4_Jeg/TArpkKHbpPI/AAAAAAAAABw/52-4QlUajCU/s72-c/grad2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
