<?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-4180625629941147641</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:10:07.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whitehorn Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-2246482971751165090</id><published>2011-08-02T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T10:02:57.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog . . .</title><content type='html'>Everyone I have started a entirely new blog cause every time I tried to revamp this blog it went screwy. And I changed my email address. So if you have a private blog list that I am on will you please send me another request at marissalee.mo@gmail.com? I will still leave this blog up for others to read. But for future and present updates go &lt;a href="http://www.marissaleemo.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for reading! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-2246482971751165090?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/2246482971751165090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=2246482971751165090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/2246482971751165090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/2246482971751165090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-blog.html' title='New blog . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-1030794740141399068</id><published>2011-01-23T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:52:52.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well. . . time flies and it is already 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTzxk4grItI/AAAAAAAAAf4/dHfjMCfWaLA/s1600/DSCF1100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTzxk4grItI/AAAAAAAAAf4/dHfjMCfWaLA/s320/DSCF1100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I will have to find it but I have the same picture of myself with a seal in my mouth.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;As the time as gone by Natalie had gone from crawling to walking. She started crawling around 6 months and decided that was not enough. She has been walking, running, tripping, falling and getting back up since she was 9 months old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For Halloween she was a monkey and a cute on at that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTzypMceyLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/EUzrp28fiNQ/s1600/40881_456653059536_542829536_5514623_2793665_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTzypMceyLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/EUzrp28fiNQ/s320/40881_456653059536_542829536_5514623_2793665_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks to Dad and Mom for helping capture this! Mom picked out the flower. We had to show someway that she is a girl and not a boy monkey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Well during the last 6 months we went to Moab with my family. It was my parents first time there. Everyone else had already been. Jon's Mom grew up in Moab so while we were down there and had some free time we went and visited Grandma Walker. She didn't know that we were coming but enjoyed every minute we spent with her. I just asked Jon to see if we got a picture of Natalie and her Great Grandma Walker. . . I am ashamed that I didn't get one. We are definitely going to get one next time we see her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;While we were there we, went rock crawling and hiked to Delicate Arch. For as many times I have been to Moab with Jon's family I had never been to see the most famous arch. And I was eager to see it. I even wanted to get a family picture of us there. That didn't really work out cause Natalie fell asleep and it was&lt;i&gt; windy&lt;/i&gt; like no other. But we managed to get a couple of shots after Natalie decided she wanted to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz0pSq--NI/AAAAAAAAAgA/060mpS4Ee3o/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz0pSq--NI/AAAAAAAAAgA/060mpS4Ee3o/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Rock climbing was a lot of fun. It was Labor day weekend and we thought everyone was going to be there but it turned out pretty nice and not too crowded&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz1H_YyEnI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UX15-Oml1xk/s1600/DSCF1118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz1H_YyEnI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UX15-Oml1xk/s320/DSCF1118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are ready to go. And yes they do allow babies on the tour. Natalie loved sitting in her car seat and watching me and the scenery. I don't think the bumping around didn't bother her any.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz1t2RTkOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XFbzfr7N57k/s1600/DSCF1135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz1t2RTkOI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XFbzfr7N57k/s320/DSCF1135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;All calm and nothing to worry about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz16X3ik2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LLHizrPHcsA/s1600/DSCF1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz16X3ik2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LLHizrPHcsA/s320/DSCF1129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz11nZoY2I/AAAAAAAAAgM/E5SyhI-5kO0/s1600/DSCF1136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz11nZoY2I/AAAAAAAAAgM/E5SyhI-5kO0/s320/DSCF1136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Our fabulous tour guide/driver for the hummer. She was amazing! She was working in Moab till the next school semester at the U started. She was going for her Masters, of course I can't remember what in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz1-02kygI/AAAAAAAAAgU/d-9U_kwNtVQ/s1600/DSCF1146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz1-02kygI/AAAAAAAAAgU/d-9U_kwNtVQ/s320/DSCF1146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Natalie with Grandpa Habel at our last stop of the tour. We got to see a beautiful sunset and the bats come out for the night. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz2ErquIQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/sdzqexBkxUw/s1600/DSCF1148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz2ErquIQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/sdzqexBkxUw/s320/DSCF1148.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandpa decided that it was Natalie's turn to drive back to town. hahaha! She does need to learn how someday. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well as you know Natalie has learned how to walk, run and fall. :) Here is some proof of her new ability&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz4RSXrHmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/k9P_eoRTGGs/s1600/DSCF1189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz4RSXrHmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/k9P_eoRTGGs/s320/DSCF1189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;OH yes she can open up the drawers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz4xDaRqJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/w9pI35LFkME/s1600/DSCF1172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz4xDaRqJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/w9pI35LFkME/s320/DSCF1172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;She thinks that she is stronger than Mommy and Daddy. :) (Yes that is a bowling ball)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz5FrqwPwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/5h7Jvh-cfS0/s1600/DSCF1184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz5FrqwPwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/5h7Jvh-cfS0/s320/DSCF1184.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry it is a little blurry. But she loves to take all the shoes off the shoe rack. And she loves to hide one of each pair of Mom's shoes somewhere else around the house. I am guessing only because Dad's shoes are heavy. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz5joStHsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/7TiRzN6UATI/s1600/DSCF1186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz5joStHsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/7TiRzN6UATI/s320/DSCF1186.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;You see what I mean about the one shoe only thing??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz6BtP8ZwI/AAAAAAAAAhE/4aBjZPcpXto/s1600/DSCF1191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz6BtP8ZwI/AAAAAAAAAhE/4aBjZPcpXto/s320/DSCF1191.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;First time for her in the snow cause she can walk! Well she liked the snow until she found out it was freezing cold. Maybe next year she will not care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz6USFmfRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ygE6H-QPaHE/s1600/DSCF1207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz6USFmfRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ygE6H-QPaHE/s320/DSCF1207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Her first official band-aid (not from having shots or blood taken of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc9d07c32b614454" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc9d07c32b614454%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3652D6E27AA20FAC32AFC93473D4E5EF2CE91EFA.378FB4A13FCDC40BCB74924293B01E53FEAB019E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc9d07c32b614454%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPXueGUpoOLakjHTolbTBO4AJ8sI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc9d07c32b614454%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3652D6E27AA20FAC32AFC93473D4E5EF2CE91EFA.378FB4A13FCDC40BCB74924293B01E53FEAB019E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc9d07c32b614454%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPXueGUpoOLakjHTolbTBO4AJ8sI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The last and best. . . she likes to try and carry everything around she can get her hands on. No matter the size, quantity or the object she will carry it to a different location somehow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz7-X5nK1I/AAAAAAAAAhM/k_UVX5maFp4/s1600/IMG_20110123_170414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz7-X5nK1I/AAAAAAAAAhM/k_UVX5maFp4/s320/IMG_20110123_170414.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Christmas and Thanksgiving we amazing. The opening presents part was a little hard for Natalie, even for her birthday. But for her birthday she had a few eager cousins to help her out. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e68ded392bdb5df1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De68ded392bdb5df1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D7A5D21ECA921A3203DEB5D4A139FE007C45D4C.96EA9014DBF18BFD9CDBBDC990CF389200E754D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De68ded392bdb5df1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJWuUSIG6aw4SK58O2crmqnAP-wg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De68ded392bdb5df1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D7A5D21ECA921A3203DEB5D4A139FE007C45D4C.96EA9014DBF18BFD9CDBBDC990CF389200E754D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De68ded392bdb5df1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJWuUSIG6aw4SK58O2crmqnAP-wg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Did I mention that we also got Ellie a little before Thanksgiving?? We got her from Natalie's babysitter. She is a 4 year old Border Collie - Alaskan Husky mix. We were really lucky to get her cause we already knew that she was amazing with kids and especially Natalie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Natalie will jump on her wrestle on her and Ellie will not nip at her. And on the plus side she was potty trained already. Ellie sleeps on my side of the bed and will lay by me where ever I am sitting or laying. I think she is a momma's girl. I just can't wait to start and take her on runs during the spring and summer. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz-AvOcCpI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Tfh9ZAIhjtg/s1600/179872_10150094169654537_542829536_6333015_2338709_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz-AvOcCpI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Tfh9ZAIhjtg/s320/179872_10150094169654537_542829536_6333015_2338709_n.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Another thing I love to see. . . Natalie will just go over to Ellie and either sit or cuddle on her. And I'm not surprised but Natalie will share her Honey Nut Cheerios or Rice Chex with her. When Natalie has her snack trap thing (it is the thing that Natalie has her hand in, in the picture) Ellie will follow her around to pick up the crumbs. That is the extra thing I love about Ellie, amazing vacuum for children. :) &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz_AAs3ykI/AAAAAAAAAhU/44JgfWQnKE4/s1600/DSC_0561crop3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTz_AAs3ykI/AAAAAAAAAhU/44JgfWQnKE4/s320/DSC_0561crop3.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Our little monkey turned the&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt; BIG &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;on January 8th. I can't believe it had been a year since she came into our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't believe how fast it went and smart she has become in the past year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1538577303"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1538577304"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0AFPPVoWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/EfDCv3I_Dso/s1600/DSCF1260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0AFPPVoWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/EfDCv3I_Dso/s320/DSCF1260.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Natalie's first birthday cake. I couldn't decide on what flavor to get her because I don't like chocolate. If I was left to decide I would have gotten all white. But I told Jon to decided. It was white cake and Chocolate filling and frosting. Cake was made Granite Bakery. The reason why I chose them was because I actually sold cookies and doughnuts for the owner when I was 14. That job lasted till I got my drivers license. It was good money and I knew how well of a job he does. Plus I didn't have to pay for delivery charges or have to go and get it cause he dropped it off at my parents for he lives in their neighborhood. :)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0BM6xAotI/AAAAAAAAAhg/GIEGNz7rduc/s1600/DSCF1268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0BM6xAotI/AAAAAAAAAhg/GIEGNz7rduc/s320/DSCF1268.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;All the cousins helping and showing Natalie how opening up presents is done. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0Bf-YZt8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nviRvX4KBNU/s1600/DSCF1290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0Bf-YZt8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nviRvX4KBNU/s320/DSCF1290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Natalie loved her cake. There was actually a moment where Jon tried to put his face down in it to get a bite and Natalie covered it with her arms to make sure Daddy didn't have a bite. She know it was all hers. hahaha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0B-5Z4MTI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GSwL89Wkips/s1600/DSCF1286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0B-5Z4MTI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GSwL89Wkips/s320/DSCF1286.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Of course Uncle Anthony could not resist giving Natalie a new hair do. :) She was so into eating her cake that she didn't even notice Anthony rubbing he balloon on her head. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #a64d79;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hank you to everyone who was able to make it to Natalie's Birthday! You mean a lot to us and to Natalie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Well a lot has happened and time I know is going to fly even faster. I am thankful to everyone in our lives. I know that 2011 is going to be a fantastic year no matter what it throws at us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you again to everyone! We love you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Till I blog again. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0DOhaQEeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/uHRBYDCDnkE/s1600/IMG_20110122_082705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TT0DOhaQEeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/uHRBYDCDnkE/s320/IMG_20110122_082705.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;~ Marissa "Mo" Whitehorn ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-1030794740141399068?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/1030794740141399068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=1030794740141399068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1030794740141399068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1030794740141399068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-time-flies-and-it-is-already-2011.html' title='Well. . . time flies and it is already 2011.'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TTzxk4grItI/AAAAAAAAAf4/dHfjMCfWaLA/s72-c/DSCF1100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-823557539759166135</id><published>2010-07-14T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:03:25.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last month. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry it has been a while since the last post but here it is. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I have had ingrown toenails for a while now and finally grew the courage to call the foot doctor to get them removed. Jon had had the same procedure a few years back and I was with him when they did it. It honestly looked painful. That is why I was holding out on getting them removed&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5WxdGGkhI/AAAAAAAAAco/NjltVbifZtM/s1600/ingrowntoenails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5WxdGGkhI/AAAAAAAAAco/NjltVbifZtM/s200/ingrowntoenails.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The procedure was actually not bad at all. I just couldn't watch them give me the shots in the toes to make my toe numb. But other than that I watch the entire thing. hahahahaha! They killed the root of the nail on the sides where I had the ingrown toenails so that it will not happen again. It has been over 3 weeks since the nails were removed and they are still healing for the fact that they were so deep. I guess that is what happens when you let them go and on of the the nails so to deep that the nail is trying to poke out the top of your toe. The funny thing was that I didn't feel any pain with them unless someone or something hit my toes. I would have to say though that it is nice to not have to worry about them any longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We noticed on Friday, July 2nd that Natalie popped her first tooth. I don't know if you can see it in the picture but I will try and get it again and post it.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5YoQhzUPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/-aNyP2qs8X8/s1600/1sttooth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5YoQhzUPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/-aNyP2qs8X8/s320/1sttooth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie hasn't popped another tooth yet but we are waiting for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;strike&gt;4th of July&lt;/strike&gt; 3rd of July was a lot of fun. First of all my Dad and I save spot for the Murray parade the night before. We were surprised how fast the spots went. But we were able to save enough spots for everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5Z11uY46I/AAAAAAAAAc4/h2LAoQ_dN9g/s1600/DSCF1044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5Z11uY46I/AAAAAAAAAc4/h2LAoQ_dN9g/s320/DSCF1044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;My family (left to right) Dad (looking down at something), Richard, Amanda, Mom and Mekensy and Arcadia on the blanket in the front.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5aPoGKhcI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dhbTSLboDSY/s1600/DSCF1045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5aPoGKhcI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dhbTSLboDSY/s320/DSCF1045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of the fam. . .Carl, Andrea and Little Natalie in the stroller.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5aelVSwJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/WjvKoKPaRtc/s1600/DSCF1040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5aelVSwJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/WjvKoKPaRtc/s320/DSCF1040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;My good friends. . . (left to right back) Sindra, Brian, Devin holding baby Grace and Paul. (left to right front) Abbie, Cami, Heath and Hailey. ** We missed Jodi, Matt, Kymbree and Matt's mom sadly they weren't able to make it. **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5bLRZiSdI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DnCVxUw87Xg/s1600/murray+parade+7310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5bLRZiSdI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DnCVxUw87Xg/s320/murray+parade+7310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the look she was giving me. She was just to interested in the parade to turn and give me a picture without the look. hahaha! Natalie love just watching everyone pass. She is definitely a people watcher.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5blmKo6QI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0emlExERRVw/s1600/DSCF1047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5blmKo6QI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0emlExERRVw/s320/DSCF1047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Arcadia and Mekensy waiting for them to throw candy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Also that day my family went to Lagoon. I haven't been in a while and I didn't know how Natalie would handle being there all day. Jon doesn't like Theme Parks but I love them. But Jon had to work that day so he wasn't to upset that he couldn't go. haha! It was the perfect weather for a Lagoon day. Not to hot that all you could think about is going swimming and not too cold that you wanted to go home. It was perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5cxcOJcHI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nb5XJvvplgY/s1600/DSCF1052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5cxcOJcHI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nb5XJvvplgY/s320/DSCF1052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The stamp was huge for the passes we got. It didn't even fit Natalie's hand completely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5dJUi-X0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/nBiO7SvyD_o/s1600/DSCF1053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5dJUi-X0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/nBiO7SvyD_o/s320/DSCF1053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Arcadia and Mekensy couldn't wait to go on all the rides they could. Natalie was too little still, of course, to go on any ride other than the Carousel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Though Natalie couldn't ride any rides she loved watching the people walking by. I was amazed about how well she did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5d7bFNT0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/0mVRyGZRRag/s1600/DSCF1055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5d7bFNT0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/0mVRyGZRRag/s320/DSCF1055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Natalie and I waiting for her cousins to finish her ride. I am glad that I found this hat. She does just fine with it on other than if it pulls down over her eyes. She kind of looks like a fisherman. . . doesn't she?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5fBAIkGoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/04dACSSzj08/s1600/DSCF1057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5fBAIkGoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/04dACSSzj08/s320/DSCF1057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5fJTGjuSI/AAAAAAAAAeA/siNDy5LSS-k/s1600/DSCF1058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5fJTGjuSI/AAAAAAAAAeA/siNDy5LSS-k/s320/DSCF1058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It was a great day! Thank you Mom and Dad for the fun family Lagoon day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5fb5xwyJI/AAAAAAAAAeI/afWNLkH0A4g/s1600/DSCF1060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5fb5xwyJI/AAAAAAAAAeI/afWNLkH0A4g/s320/DSCF1060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie went for her first swim Tuesday July 6th in Grandma Habel's pool.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5gVOSpaZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Xpnnm23JG0M/s1600/DSCF1063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5gVOSpaZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Xpnnm23JG0M/s320/DSCF1063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time in the water with Daddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5ghVIDtaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/bJU7rCoqrB0/s1600/DSCF1066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5ghVIDtaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/bJU7rCoqrB0/s320/DSCF1066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She chilled the entire time. Relaxing and enjoying the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5gwhKJV5I/AAAAAAAAAeg/eXRvSdx0suQ/s1600/DSCF1061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5gwhKJV5I/AAAAAAAAAeg/eXRvSdx0suQ/s320/DSCF1061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie's complete swimming outfit that Grandma Habel got her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie turned 6 months on July 8th. She is getting big her stats are. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;16 lbs 1 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;(60th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;26 3/8ths inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;(60th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;about 17 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;(30th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;For the last week of so Natalie has also started crawling. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-14d25caf0996ed35" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14d25caf0996ed35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D330117C95DFF14E9EB15364212B070D954B7EE57.84AF5BD163DBA869A660CD841CFE953993C2E7C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14d25caf0996ed35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc2GZaV6dDjsa535hntJW5MkujSc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14d25caf0996ed35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D330117C95DFF14E9EB15364212B070D954B7EE57.84AF5BD163DBA869A660CD841CFE953993C2E7C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14d25caf0996ed35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc2GZaV6dDjsa535hntJW5MkujSc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;According to the Doctor she is ahead of schedule on sitting up, rolling over and crawling. But no surprise there when her cousin started walking when he was 10 months. I guessing it is a Whitehorn gene. There have been times I catch her in the kitchen. She is not fast yet but&amp;nbsp; I don't doubt she will get there. We have also caught Natalie partial able to pull her self up on something to stand. But since Jon would palm Natalie she would grab his arm with her feet and try to stand up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5oUB4Y5ZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/eS_bIF4ExAw/s1600/DSCF1071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5oUB4Y5ZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/eS_bIF4ExAw/s320/DSCF1071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry it is sideways. . . this is Jon catching Natalie as she tries to stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;In other news. . . . . Our central air conditioning slowly stop working over a course of a week. One of the days it reached up to 92 degrees upstairs. During that time we started camping out downstairs. It was kind of fun while it lasted. But we got it working again and are now enjoying the entire house now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Well that is all for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Lot of Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-823557539759166135?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/823557539759166135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=823557539759166135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/823557539759166135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/823557539759166135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-month.html' title='The last month. . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TD5WxdGGkhI/AAAAAAAAAco/NjltVbifZtM/s72-c/ingrowntoenails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-2463477531071252554</id><published>2010-06-01T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:44:23.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;It has been about 2 months since I posted last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hopefully this isn't too long. We have been busy with Natalie, family, work and friends. Well to begin in March. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVLxiDHIfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rbupigTtZsk/s1600/DSCF0924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVLxiDHIfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rbupigTtZsk/s320/DSCF0924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jon and I were outside looking at the yard to see what needs to be done. Well that was Natalie's first time outside in the sun without it raining or snowing. lol She was so small then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVKUJenf2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/KbnL5BmynkE/s1600/DSCF0930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVKUJenf2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/KbnL5BmynkE/s320/DSCF0930.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Natalie had her first Disc golf course run. I carried her around in one of those backpack-front pack things. By the 16th hole she was worn out and fell asleep. Now every time we go she sleeps well after. But before she falls asleep she laughs and talks to every one playing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVLHQC8ItI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6HhyNaNU1Jk/s1600/DSCF0933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVLHQC8ItI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6HhyNaNU1Jk/s320/DSCF0933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She was out like a light. I couldn't stop laughing at how asleep she was. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now onto April. . .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVMgr4aflI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ibnBBRCRGVs/s320/DSCF0927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She also started suck on her hands and fingers or anything she can grab and suck on she will. She also loves the bumbo. When it's time for dinner i put her in it and she just sits there on the counter and watches me cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVN7g1I6CI/AAAAAAAAAaY/MlDqxGRzXgA/s320/DSCF0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Easter came and went. But my favorite part was picking out Natalie's dress. The Easter bunny did come and brought a bunch of new toys for Natalie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVOijhaYzI/AAAAAAAAAag/xg4Vd1_R-PA/s1600/DSCF0939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVOijhaYzI/AAAAAAAAAag/xg4Vd1_R-PA/s320/DSCF0939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVOrSZ8MYI/AAAAAAAAAao/6AWkKvTtxdA/s1600/DSCF0940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVOrSZ8MYI/AAAAAAAAAao/6AWkKvTtxdA/s320/DSCF0940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVPaDuuVXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5E02thn7DHc/s1600/DSCF0971+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVPaDuuVXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5E02thn7DHc/s320/DSCF0971+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't worry Jon was mowing his mom's lawn and I decided to see if Natalie likes the grass of not. As I have heard from others some babies don't like the feeling of grass at first. Well I don't know if her look was "Why am I here Mom?" or "What is this new feeling?" or "What is that noise I hear?" She seemed to be okay with it. And since then she seemed to not really like the grass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now onto May. . . .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVQYJyXCCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TXwF78zejT8/s1600/DSCF0977+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVQYJyXCCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TXwF78zejT8/s320/DSCF0977+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Devin and Cami blessed their baby girl on May 2nd. It was amazing and you can see the happiness in their eyes. I also had the time to finally got to meet Kymbree Jo Mitchell, Matt and Jodi's baby girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVRC0Z6n-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/5XapH574TTU/s1600/DSCF0985+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVRC0Z6n-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/5XapH574TTU/s320/DSCF0985+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We got the girls together. (Left to Right) Natalie Lee is 16 weeks and 2 days old (3 months, 3 weeks and 3 days old), Grace Ann is 8 weeks and 6 days old (2 months and 1 day old), Kymbree Jo is 2 weeks and 2 days old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVTmPG3AaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/6e4AGjZTi7U/s1600/30594_506851691300_330900319_192244_6667236_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVTmPG3AaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/6e4AGjZTi7U/s320/30594_506851691300_330900319_192244_6667236_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The final and best picture! We are all done. :) (left to right) Jodi with Kymbree Jo born April 16th, 2010, Cami with Grace Ann born March 1st, 2010, Marissa with Natalie born January 8th, 2010.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVUy3xJoEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/OJESdfkK9Nc/s1600/DSCF0992+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVUy3xJoEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/OJESdfkK9Nc/s320/DSCF0992+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mekensy, Natalie and Arcadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVVHDxuXpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uCjvk1tbrDI/s1600/DSCF0993+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVVHDxuXpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uCjvk1tbrDI/s320/DSCF0993+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mekensy and Arcadia chilling eating a Popsicle with Grandpa Habel when we went to visit them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVWRnveYFI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tYwS8qcN84Y/s1600/DSCF0995+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVWRnveYFI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tYwS8qcN84Y/s320/DSCF0995+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie had her 4th check up and shots. She did better this time with them than at her 2 month. I didn't have to feed her to calm her down. The book that is next to her was given to her by her doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Her stats @ 4 months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;13 lbs. 11 oz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;(50th percentile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;25 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;(65th percentile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;about 16 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;(4oth percentile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVZWT8i8lI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kg2PblMfFMk/s1600/DSCF1003+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVZWT8i8lI/AAAAAAAAAbo/kg2PblMfFMk/s320/DSCF1003+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;One day I was working on my scraping and Natalie was helping. :) She was making sure the circut was doing what it was suppose to be doing. lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVaAfEf3II/AAAAAAAAAbw/7ClKP_cUUYk/s1600/DSCF1006+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVaAfEf3II/AAAAAAAAAbw/7ClKP_cUUYk/s320/DSCF1006+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jon was working on the sprinkler system and Natalie and I came out to keep him company. Our bush bloomed and I couldn't resist taking a picture of Natalie with a flower on her ear. lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVbiA8Y0kI/AAAAAAAAAb4/am4njwlwVrs/s1600/DSCF1015+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVbiA8Y0kI/AAAAAAAAAb4/am4njwlwVrs/s320/DSCF1015+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;One of new things is that she likes to hold her bottle now. We have to give her a small bottle because of genetics she has inherited my small hands and can't hold the big bottles as well as the little ones. j/k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVcz8B0_0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/OnfHH6rT7r4/s1600/DSCF1022+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVcz8B0_0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/OnfHH6rT7r4/s320/DSCF1022+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She loves her feet now. And loves to be swung by her hands and feet. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVdSQAJMUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Rj1rAFCEKr0/s1600/bottle+and+feet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVdSQAJMUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Rj1rAFCEKr0/s320/bottle+and+feet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And here is Natalie doing both at once. lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVeuHJVGgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/SpA-HQPqkZ0/s1600/DSCF1033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVeuHJVGgI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/SpA-HQPqkZ0/s320/DSCF1033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now Natalie's favorite position to sleep in is on her side in the corner. She even turns on her side when I put her to sleep for a nap on her back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVfIyIPivI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ws1nnjp2Pgg/s1600/DSCF1027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVfIyIPivI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ws1nnjp2Pgg/s320/DSCF1027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In other news we didn't do any yard work for a long time so we had a field of grass for a front and back yard. It was long enough that we could put Natalie in it and she would be lost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVfbVok48I/AAAAAAAAAcg/pym0RKpnTgA/s1600/DSCF1026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVfbVok48I/AAAAAAAAAcg/pym0RKpnTgA/s320/DSCF1026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Our neighbor who has a riding lawn mower came over and helped us out with the tall grass. It was really nice of him to help and it cut the time in half in just doing it with a regular lawn mower.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Well that is all for now. Hopefully I will not go as long as I did before I post again. TTYL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jon, Mo and Natalie&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-2463477531071252554?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/2463477531071252554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=2463477531071252554&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/2463477531071252554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/2463477531071252554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2010/06/catch-up.html' title='Catch up!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/TAVLxiDHIfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rbupigTtZsk/s72-c/DSCF0924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-22468057692165549</id><published>2010-03-03T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:25:11.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;In about 5 days I will be going back to work. It is going to be hard to leave Natalie for a full day. I know I am going to cry some on the first day but the day after I get to stay home with her. Before I had Natalie my supervisor approved that I could work 4- 10 hour days so we didn't have to put Natalie in a daycare. And now we have all family taking care of her while we are at work. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie is getting so big and she is now smiling. Her Uncle Anthony bought her a tie-dyed outfit to match his shirt he got.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S47DENc6eOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Rji-__-gcLc/s1600-h/DSCF0904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S47DENc6eOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Rji-__-gcLc/s320/DSCF0904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Anthony and Natalie @ Colorpin in there matching outfits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S47DV0nBZqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/3WrWLrZE6VI/s1600-h/DSCF0905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S47DV0nBZqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/3WrWLrZE6VI/s320/DSCF0905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The socks are a little big on her, but maybe getting baby shinguards would make them work. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This last week I was given the okay to start doing physical work outs again. So I have start P90 again and been trying to do it everyday. It will be hard with a little one around who needs us. But I am confident that I am going to finish the full 90 day program. :) I was also able to play indoor soccer again! It had been a long time since I have been able to run so I was a little nervous but yet very excited to play. Honestly I did better during the soccer game than I thought I would have. I even have a mark to prove it. The good thing was when I got the mark I had won the battle. hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S47E67B5esI/AAAAAAAAAZg/xn6BA2B8XQo/s1600-h/DSCF0908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S47E67B5esI/AAAAAAAAAZg/xn6BA2B8XQo/s320/DSCF0908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Isn't it beautiful? This picture was taken 3 days after I got it. According to Jon and others it looks worse than it did before. The day after I got it, it was hard to walk on or even kneel on my knee. Now it doesn't even hurt unless you poke it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-22468057692165549?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/22468057692165549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=22468057692165549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/22468057692165549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/22468057692165549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-times.html' title='Fun times!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S47DENc6eOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Rji-__-gcLc/s72-c/DSCF0904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5039554829512401149</id><published>2010-02-10T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:16:30.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath time. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3NKuH8P4hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wKmyJ9-N6w8/s1600-h/DSCF0877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3NKuH8P4hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wKmyJ9-N6w8/s320/DSCF0877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally after 2 -3 weeks after Natalie was born we were able to give her a real bath instead of a wash cloth bath. Has I had been told by others, some babies like baths others don't. Well Natalie is a baby that doesn't like baths one thing because she gets cold real fast. You can just see it in her face. Cami and Devin were very kind and gave us a baby bath for Natalie. Well her first real bath was really early in the morning and Jon was trying to put it together while I was getting her ready. Well he gave up on putting it together for he had just woke up. So we just had to use a towel to prop her up. lol She was not happy at all. But yet so cute still as she cried.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3NLcbTorSI/AAAAAAAAAZA/SUR0bX6kUVk/s1600-h/DSCF0879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3NLcbTorSI/AAAAAAAAAZA/SUR0bX6kUVk/s320/DSCF0879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I just can't help but laugh at this picture of her right after her bath. :) She was not happy till. . . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3NLwt4h8cI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hNVSEQENYRA/s1600-h/DSCF0878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3NLwt4h8cI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hNVSEQENYRA/s320/DSCF0878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I wrapped her up tight in her towel and held her. Oh the joys of being a mother. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;P.S. I was able to get the baby bath put together after and I love using it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5039554829512401149?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5039554829512401149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5039554829512401149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5039554829512401149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5039554829512401149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2010/02/bath-time.html' title='Bath time. . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3NKuH8P4hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wKmyJ9-N6w8/s72-c/DSCF0877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-4464624186244616605</id><published>2010-02-09T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:13:19.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One month old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3CHBQrLsCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KegrJcteAeM/s1600-h/DSC_0697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3CHBQrLsCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KegrJcteAeM/s320/DSC_0697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Monday Feb. 8th, Natalie turned one month old. It seems like the time has gone by do fast. She has grown so much and can pretty much hold her head on her own now. I love all the faces she makes and enjoy every minute I can spend with her. It feels like it was just yesterday Natalie came home with us. I will post some pictures soon of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news. . . .In about four weeks I have to go back to work. It sounds like a long time but at the same time it will come so fast. It is hard to think that I will have to work and leave Natalie for most of the day. Good news. . . .&amp;nbsp; I am healing very well and can't wait to start playing indoor soccer again. It will be a lot of fun going back. Also trying to find sometime to workout or to even go walking is hard. It comes hard because I don't want to go outside with Natalie when the air quality is bad.&amp;nbsp; I am trying to figure out what exactly I can do with Natalie for the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 weeks after Natalie was born Jon had knee surgery. (Yeah the medical bills are going to be high this year, but thank goodness for being able to use it on a tax deduction next year.) Jon had been experiencing knee pain since about November. He went and saw a orthopedic doctor to see what can be done. We were told that since it was his knee in which he had his ACL repaired when he was 16 they would have to do surgery to shave his Miniscious (sp?) if the pain doesn't go away in the next few weeks. Even with surgery the pain might come back in the years following. So Jon decided to wait to see if the his knee would just stop hurting and also because Natalie was coming. Well about 2 months passed and the pain stayed the same. So he had a doctor visit on the 18th of January to see if it was a for sure thing that needed to happen. And well he had surgery 3 days later.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home with Natalie, while Anthony, Mom Dott and Moses took care of Jon the day of surgery. I was still having the baby blues and cried the night before the surgery at the thought of leaving Natalie with someone else. It was out patient surgery, therefore he didn't have to stay over night and the actual surgery only took about an hour. He was able to walk on his leg that same day but had to stay home for 3 days to ice and elevate his knee for recovery. Plus he had to do some exercises about 3 times daily. He did well.&lt;br /&gt;About 2 weeks later he had his follow-up/physical therapy appointment where they told us exactly what the doctor did. Well instead of just shaving his Miniscious they had to remove part of it. He was also diagnosed with Arthritis level 2 (there are 4 levels) in his knee. They said that he is recovering well and just needs to keep doing the exercises and riding a stationary bike 5 times a week to fully recover. But he will be in full working order hopefully in the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;That is all that has gone in the last little while. . . . .&amp;nbsp; more to come soon. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-4464624186244616605?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/4464624186244616605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=4464624186244616605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4464624186244616605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4464624186244616605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-month-old.html' title='One month old'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S3CHBQrLsCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KegrJcteAeM/s72-c/DSC_0697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-8933912519717234277</id><published>2010-01-20T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:43:32.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some pictures. . . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1da7cAUWuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wKKYXhebu9o/s1600-h/DSCF0850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1da7cAUWuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wKKYXhebu9o/s320/DSCF0850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;One of my favorite pictures. She was laying on my lap in the hospital wrapped in the soccer blanket my Mom's co-worker made for her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dbP14Xz6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/RBBzyDEbJOw/s1600-h/DSCF0845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dbP14Xz6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/RBBzyDEbJOw/s320/DSCF0845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jon's favorite picture of Natalie and I. It was a very precious moment that he captured.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dbruECyDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/c48gyOUJU58/s1600-h/DSCF0855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dbruECyDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/c48gyOUJU58/s320/DSCF0855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie wrapped up all cute by the nurse to help her feel more comfortable with gas. She was so little all balled up. lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dcFaoc7BI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Qa2DZJnq1WY/s1600-h/DSCF0862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dcFaoc7BI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Qa2DZJnq1WY/s320/DSCF0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Sleeping nice and sound.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dcTyoY_II/AAAAAAAAAYY/5pDMj0ZPwVs/s1600-h/DSCF0863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dcTyoY_II/AAAAAAAAAYY/5pDMj0ZPwVs/s320/DSCF0863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dad and daughter sleeping in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dcjDINLYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/90SfW5WjJuo/s1600-h/DSCF0870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1dcjDINLYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/90SfW5WjJuo/s320/DSCF0870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Again Dad and Daughter sleeping together. Natalie just loves cuddling up with Dad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-8933912519717234277?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/8933912519717234277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=8933912519717234277&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8933912519717234277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8933912519717234277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-some-pictures.html' title='Just some pictures. . . . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S1da7cAUWuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wKKYXhebu9o/s72-c/DSCF0850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-8689307401927709224</id><published>2010-01-13T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:42:51.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She is here. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie was 1 week overdue so I was scheduled to be induced. I went in on Thursday night to start the cytotac which softens me and can sometimes start contractions on some women. For me it did start my contractions. They started to get big and I got the epidural around 11:30pm. Which helped with the pain a lot. :) Jon and I were almost asleep when 5 people rushed into my room rolled me over, gave me a shot to stop the contractions and to break my water. Natalie's heart rate had dropped for too long during a big contraction. After that they had me off the cytotac and put me on the lowest does of pitocin which brought the big contractions back and again Natalie's heart rate dropped during a big one and they had to stop the contractions yet again. Throughtout Friday they tried the pitocin and had to stop the contractions 3 times because Natalie's heart rate would drop during the contractions needed to give birth. Around 7pm Friday, the new nurse who had just started her shift came to introduce herself and to start yet again the pitocin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Once she started the pitocin and a big contraction came Natalie's heart rate went down again and they stopped the labor. At that point my OB had been off her shift and the covering doctor was watching me. So Dr. Brown (covering doctor) had the nurse take my vitals to make sure I was okay. And unfortuanely I had a fever. Which pointed to infection on the fluid and that Natalie could have the infection also. Dr. Brown didn't waste anytime and rushed me in for an emergency c-section right before 8pm. I was under the knife and nervous as no other but 8pm. They had Natalie out at 8:14pm. Jon was with me in the OR and at first I didn't hear Natalie cry until Jon asked me if I heard her. She cried a 2nd time and I heard her. They cleaned her up and made sure that she was all okay, wrapped her up and handed her to Jon. He was crying and the said "hi Natalie" Then he put her by my face so I got to see her. Then he said "I'm holding a baby". lol :) During the rest of the surgery I could not stand being in there I just wanted to get out. I asked like 10 times when they were going to be done. Plus I was shaking like no other. They got me out by 8:45pm and was back in the labor and delivery room I had been in 20 hours prior to surgery. I was shaking so bad and the only way I was able to stop shaking was to sleep. My parents came in and saw little Natalie before I was transferred to recovery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S05JGrgzM3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/q_ChEaOQrq8/s1600-h/DSCF0830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S05JGrgzM3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/q_ChEaOQrq8/s320/DSCF0830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie and I after we were transferred up to recovery. I am a little tired and still shaking. The shaking lasted til the next morning. I had an iv in my arm for a total of 4 days for I had to have antibiotics for the infection. I had to have help to get in and out of bed for 3 days. And I was in the hospital for a total of about 5 days due to having a c-section. Jon was a sweetheart and stayed with me and slept on the uncomfortable couch every night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Natalie was extremely healthy and strong. She has a full head of hair and already kicks those legs like she is a soccer player. :) She loves to snort when she cries and according to Jon is quiet when she cries.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S05LuXeY7JI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vMapR2My4xs/s1600-h/DSCF0834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S05LuXeY7JI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vMapR2My4xs/s320/DSCF0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jon and I both love her to pieces and are extremely excited she is here. She was born on Friday, January 8th, 2010 @ 8:14pm and weighed 7lbs 3oz and was 19 1/2 inches long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S05LmJZuoNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/LlaYnL_33V4/s1600-h/DSCF0858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S05LmJZuoNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/LlaYnL_33V4/s320/DSCF0858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-8689307401927709224?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/8689307401927709224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=8689307401927709224&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8689307401927709224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8689307401927709224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-is-here.html' title='She is here. . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/S05JGrgzM3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/q_ChEaOQrq8/s72-c/DSCF0830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5874546523586827193</id><published>2009-12-19T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:56:15.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting close. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2kB_9WX-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-NKAR3DT85E/s1600-h/DSCF0814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2kB_9WX-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-NKAR3DT85E/s320/DSCF0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This was when I was 36 weeks along. Right now I am 38 weeks. Some of my co-workers have told me that I look like I have dropped. Well it sure does feel like I have dropped. My family have taken a poll of when I will have Natalie. My dear niece said that she thought that I would have her on January 25th, which by the way is my niece's birthday. But mostly everyone says that I will have her in January and not in December, other than my mom. :) We believe we have everything for her but we will see once she is here. Jon is excited and keeps asking her to come out and play. My feet are a little swollen and it's a tight fit when I wear my work shoes. Though I am not swollen bad enough that I can't wear the shoes. I now have the "runway walk". Jon likes to make fun of me when I strout my runway walk.&amp;nbsp; It's is hard to not waddle when I walk. And it is hard to get out of the chair or to even turn over in bed. But I am enjoying the holidays even though I am in the end of the journey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2nqABMpFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vXdcvdPQ8hg/s1600-h/DSCF0813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2nqABMpFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vXdcvdPQ8hg/s320/DSCF0813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We got our cirb. Jon was sweet and set it up the night that we got it. It didn't take him that long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2nzE1SAJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/fC6aVdTiF64/s1600-h/DSCF0811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2nzE1SAJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/fC6aVdTiF64/s320/DSCF0811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Anthony and Moses stopped playing Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2 to help set up the crib. Then we just had get the mattress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2qG7eSqmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FXV8L7QHkQA/s1600-h/DSCF0820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2qG7eSqmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FXV8L7QHkQA/s320/DSCF0820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The boys did great. And it all came together great. It will be nice to use it in the next couples of months. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanksgiving this year was at my parent's house. And then Jon's mom had her thanksgiving the weekend of Thanksgiving. Unfortunately we weren't able to make it to Moab this year for the Christmas tree hunt but Mom and Mark were really nice to still find us a perfect tree for our first Christmas in our home. It was the perfect height and width. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2soiE43gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/drCb-1upB2c/s1600-h/DSCF0818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2soiE43gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/drCb-1upB2c/s320/DSCF0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; As you can see we weren't able to get many oranments on the tree. Mom gave us some ornaments but they were to heavy for the trees branches. :(&amp;nbsp; And this year I found a stocking for Natalie that matches mine and Jon's. I was wrapping presents and had shown Jon that I got some binkies for Natalie that say "I love Daddy" and "Daddy's Princess" on them. He had me wrap them and put them in her stocking. And Jon found a Santa hat that she could wear if she comes before or on Christmas. I am almost done getting all the gifts together. Just have a couple more to wrap and just need to make the cookies. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Next week is going to be a busy week and I think that we are ready for it. :) I hope that everyone has a Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5874546523586827193?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5874546523586827193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5874546523586827193&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5874546523586827193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5874546523586827193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-close.html' title='Getting close. . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Sy2kB_9WX-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-NKAR3DT85E/s72-c/DSCF0814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-1818786369502084803</id><published>2009-11-08T17:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:18:14.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is flying. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Svdzuj317FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bvrz2iQ-cg0/s1600-h/DSCF0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Svdzuj317FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bvrz2iQ-cg0/s320/DSCF0805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401913521794837586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is me at 30 weeks and 4 days. Right now as I am writing the blog I am 32 weeks and 2 days. I would have posted earlier but we have been really busy putting our house together. Yes that is right, Jon and I did purchase a house. :) It was hard but we got there. We painted, added chair rail and fix little hardware things before we actually moved in. Thank you to everyone who helped us get into our place. Now we just have to finish unpacking and de-junking and getting our new windows installed (thank you Devin for the windows). Oh and Christmas decorations, not too many but I would like to have a real Christmas tree to put presents under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little under 2 months and our little Natalie will be here. We still have a lot to get for her but we wanted to wait for that till we got into the house. Now it is on to getting completely ready for her arrival. :) It is going to a busy holiday season but it will make the last trimester go by fast for me. Has I have heard from others who have been pregnant that the last semester goes by slow. Thank goodness for the holidays, family and friends to keep me busy and on my toes to make time fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hopefully with everything that is planned for the holidays I will be able to still blog a little about the events. If I don't have time, Happy Holidays to everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-1818786369502084803?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/1818786369502084803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=1818786369502084803&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1818786369502084803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1818786369502084803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-is-flying.html' title='Time is flying. . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Svdzuj317FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bvrz2iQ-cg0/s72-c/DSCF0805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-2528404954806502025</id><published>2009-09-19T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:43:10.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Around June of this year my dear car broke down. The problem was that the coolant was leaking into the engine block and when I drove it the engine would overheat. There were times I was stuck somewhere with an overheated car. The solution at the time was that we would just refill the coolant up every time I went to drive the car. At times I would have 4 gallons of coolant in my trunk ready to go when needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Near the end of June it got so bad that I was using 2 gallons of coolant a week. And is me checking the coolant before I drive to work and drive home. Also the coolant for the Alero is not just the general coolant but special GM coolant. Meaning it was about $15 for one gallon which would turn into 2 gallons because we would have to make the coolant 50/50 ourselves by adding water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So after a month or so of carpooling with Jon to and from work and my car sitting on the side of the road. Jon researched and got much advice from friends on what to do to fix the car he started to take the engine apart himself. With some help of friends and family. You are probably wondering why we just did not take it in to a shop and they could fix. Well if Jon did the labor himself it would cut the price from about $1300 to $600.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To fix the problem Jon had to take apart the engine block and replace this long thin piece called the headgastet. And also had to shave down the heads of the block in order to get it running correctly. Well when Jon and Davey opened up the engine this is what we saw. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SrVoA0Ldt-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/4nTCAWcqnHg/s1600-h/DSCF0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SrVoA0Ldt-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/4nTCAWcqnHg/s320/DSCF0649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383323292807313378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That peanut butter looking stuff in the engine really should look like black oil not peanut butter. So if you mix coolant and oil together you get PEANUT BUTTER!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SrVo0KeXatI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lN7WHrJ3_x0/s1600-h/DSCF0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SrVo0KeXatI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lN7WHrJ3_x0/s320/DSCF0648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383324174965500626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even Davey thinks that it was not a good sign . lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SrVpYt8e7vI/AAAAAAAAAWo/z34-M9z9Q7U/s1600-h/DSCF0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SrVpYt8e7vI/AAAAAAAAAWo/z34-M9z9Q7U/s320/DSCF0650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383324802962353906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well after they got it taken apart and cleaned off. Jon was able to go and get the heads shaved and bought the part in which we needed to not get peanut butter ever again. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took us about a week or so to get all the right parts together and ready to go. Then Jon and his Dad worked on the car for about 18 hours putting it all back together. Once they got the engine put back together they had to flush out the coolant system and the oil in the engine. When they did the first oil change they emptied out about 2 gallons of fluid from the engine. The engine is normally only suppose to hold 4 liters of oil. So we changed the oil a couple more times to clean out all the peanut butter from the engine. Then we took it for a test drive. The car ran perfectly! It did not over heat and the A/C worked which it did not work when it was having problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we let the car sit for a few weeks and Jon did the last and final oil change. The oil came out the color so we were done fixing the car! YAY! I have my car back! Well almost, I have to now register my car since it was up in August. lol So once that is done we are done fixing the Alero! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And thanks to Anthony for letting us use his car while he was in Europe. :) It has helped us a lot while we were fixing my car. Also thanks to everyone who had helped Jon and I on the Alero. We could not have done it with out the help. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-2528404954806502025?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/2528404954806502025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=2528404954806502025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/2528404954806502025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/2528404954806502025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/09/car-adventure.html' title='Car Adventure!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SrVoA0Ldt-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/4nTCAWcqnHg/s72-c/DSCF0649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6527427698721339178</id><published>2009-08-25T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:13:30.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Ultrasound.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was the day I went in for the second try, big ultrasound. They were able to see the baby's organs better on this visit than the last visit 3 weeks ago. The baby is measuring at 20 weeks and 5 days. I was able to get a DVD of the ultrasound and some pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The baby's little foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SpSjMwq9VTI/AAAAAAAAAV4/e3EJtlIUmb8/s1600-h/DSCF0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SpSjMwq9VTI/AAAAAAAAAV4/e3EJtlIUmb8/s320/DSCF0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374099694978684210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The baby's hand that was by it's mouth, so the doctor had a hard time to get a picture of it's upper lip area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SpSjsRCdtTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FvpeLHGHVIU/s1600-h/DSCF0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SpSjsRCdtTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FvpeLHGHVIU/s320/DSCF0654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374100236243154226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The baby's profile. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SpSlvho-mSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Nd8vx3t3OBk/s1600-h/DSCF0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SpSlvho-mSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Nd8vx3t3OBk/s320/DSCF0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374102491262523682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh and we did find out what we are having. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg294/wafpaf/glitter/itsagirl/its-a-girl1.gif" alt="glitter graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/" target="new"&gt;Free Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/celebrations/itsagirl/" target="new"&gt;It's A Girl Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are going to name her Natalie Lee. And as others have already nicknamed LeeLee. :)&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to decorate her room once we find a house. Wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-6527427698721339178?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6527427698721339178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6527427698721339178&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6527427698721339178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6527427698721339178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-ultrasound.html' title='BIG Ultrasound.'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SpSjMwq9VTI/AAAAAAAAAV4/e3EJtlIUmb8/s72-c/DSCF0651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-8272219556026716906</id><published>2009-08-04T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:16:51.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not yet. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went in for the ultrasound today. Well the baby is looking healthly even though it is measuring 9 days small. Therefore my OB might push my due date back to January 10th. And since the baby measured small at 17 weeks and 2 days instead of 18 weeks and 4 days. They believed that it was too early to see what the baby's sex will be. So they had me set up another appointment for August 25, 3 weeks away, to be able to see the sex and see the organs. Plus the baby has it's father's stubborness. It was on it's belly they entire time and would not move on bit for the ultrasound tech or the doctor. lol Sorry everyone but we are going to have to wait another 3 weeks to see the sex of the baby. But at the least our baby is  healthly. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-8272219556026716906?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/8272219556026716906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=8272219556026716906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8272219556026716906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8272219556026716906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-yet.html' title='Not yet. . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-8882459406868614748</id><published>2009-08-01T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:28:57.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The poll is closed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had the poll open for a long time. There were more votes for that I am having a boy. So we will see on Tuesday, August 4th on if I am having a boy or girl. I am excited to find out. I will post the findings either the day of or the day after. Thanks for voting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-8882459406868614748?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/8882459406868614748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=8882459406868614748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8882459406868614748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8882459406868614748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/08/poll-is-closed.html' title='The poll is closed'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-1760511213927790867</id><published>2009-07-29T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:26:18.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More ultrasound pics. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;These pictures are of the baby, of course, but they were taken when I was around 10 weeks along. It was part of the intergrated screening test I had done. When we got back from the Cali vacation I had to go in and take the second part of the screening. I won't know till my next pre-natal appointment, August 11th, what the result of the the screening was. But enjoy these pictures cause on August 4th I will have some more pictures of the baby. It's the day we find out the sex of he baby. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBpFpzZmCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/er4B-A0j4KM/s1600-h/DSCF0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBpFpzZmCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/er4B-A0j4KM/s320/DSCF0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363902702039963682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBo8Uf2PhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ykusmb-8D50/s1600-h/DSCF0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBo8Uf2PhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ykusmb-8D50/s320/DSCF0637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363902541701987858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBoySPDV5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Kvh2sgavi4U/s1600-h/DSCF0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBoySPDV5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Kvh2sgavi4U/s320/DSCF0641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363902369295980434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBoqUo3EFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/TAsfHzKkbRo/s1600-h/DSCF0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBoqUo3EFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/TAsfHzKkbRo/s320/DSCF0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363902232502145106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBohilOiMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/krnsoMW1Lcw/s1600-h/DSCF0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBohilOiMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/krnsoMW1Lcw/s320/DSCF0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363902081626179778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-1760511213927790867?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/1760511213927790867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=1760511213927790867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1760511213927790867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1760511213927790867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-ultrasound-pics.html' title='More ultrasound pics. . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SnBpFpzZmCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/er4B-A0j4KM/s72-c/DSCF0638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6729068681897451033</id><published>2009-07-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:08:21.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oceanside, CA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;June 11th through June 18th my Mom rented a beach house condo in Oceanside,California. We first drove down to Vegas after work on Friday the 10th. Stayed the night. Then headed to Oceanside around 10:30. It was HOT in Vegas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the sunset on the way to Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtinWSr9OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gg4qs7_2QYQ/s1600-h/DSCF0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtinWSr9OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gg4qs7_2QYQ/s320/DSCF0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362488209453085922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It didn't seem like a long drive when I, being pregnant, had to stop to walk around every 1 to 1 1/2 hours.  It made it easier to drive  so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were really close to Oceanside at the time this video was taking. It was awesome enough I had to take a video. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-422d4190d6b1e7f1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D422d4190d6b1e7f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D50C1263AACEBE1777459CE6A61825FEFC76BD741.55F0D33D68F4A15F1C18A98D84BE160FF3288303%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D422d4190d6b1e7f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMK8nOOy8YGUVmn5D1S2ydu36Kok&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D422d4190d6b1e7f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D50C1263AACEBE1777459CE6A61825FEFC76BD741.55F0D33D68F4A15F1C18A98D84BE160FF3288303%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D422d4190d6b1e7f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMK8nOOy8YGUVmn5D1S2ydu36Kok&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jon and I got to the condo around 4pm Pacific time. It was a great 3 bedroom condo. The only downside when we first got there was that it didn't have any A/C. But we found some fans before everyone else got there and set them up in every room. Little did we know that Oceanside forecast for the week we low 80's as the high and low 60's in the evenings. It was really nice weather and I would have to say I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the view of the beach from our balcony. It was less than a minutes walk away. And it never got really that busy there at the beach. You could always find a spot not matter what time of the day you went down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtiUZFvZoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/XK1CsBHnImU/s1600-h/DSCF0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtiUZFvZoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/XK1CsBHnImU/s320/DSCF0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362487883786577538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our first day at the beach was on Sunday the 12th. It was early in the morning so the fog was still there. But still it was a nice day at the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtg7Zi-agI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hOdmoD3x-jA/s1600-h/DSCF0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtg7Zi-agI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hOdmoD3x-jA/s320/DSCF0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362486354900838914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Richard, Mekensy, Arcadia, Jon, Amanda, Mom, Dad and I had a fun time. Richard and Jon went boogie boarding and body surfing. Arcadia liked the water at first but it was a little too cold for her. The water was great and the beach was great. But once you went back to the condo sand was not your friend. Don't get me wrong it was a lot better than sitting in sand for the hour drive home from when we were younger. Though I swear the drains in the condo complex were full of sand. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtgxqyiHRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/WIDcxJk8T88/s1600-h/DSCF0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtgxqyiHRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/WIDcxJk8T88/s320/DSCF0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362486187730803986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After just an hour or so in the water we got a little exhausted. So we tried to build a sand castle. Of course I don't have the skills of a sand castle master and the castle didn't last that long at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtgb44hBSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/nJkYbxQv45E/s1600-h/DSCF0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtgb44hBSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/nJkYbxQv45E/s320/DSCF0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362485813556872482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since we couldn't get a sand castle to stay up. We decided to bury Richard. Arcadia loved seeing her Dad in the sand. Everyone helped to get him all covered. With everyone's help it took no time to get him covered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtgR0oDZJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/a0knG7at1OE/s1600-h/DSCF0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtgR0oDZJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/a0knG7at1OE/s320/DSCF0475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362485640615388306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Arcadia all sandy from covering her Dad  with sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtgJK6g5CI/AAAAAAAAAUM/D_WsCD8D2f0/s1600-h/DSCF0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtgJK6g5CI/AAAAAAAAAUM/D_WsCD8D2f0/s320/DSCF0476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362485491979576354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay! For Sand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtft6R9vBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IVt00VaUo5I/s1600-h/DSCF0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtft6R9vBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IVt00VaUo5I/s320/DSCF0481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362485023658064914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The finished product. Arcadia had to sit on Dad to let Grandma take a picture. Then she started to walk on him. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday June 13th, was Disneyland. It was about a hour to hour and a half drive to Disneyland from Oceanside. Everyone else has a GPS to get there but Jon and I had to use our reliable phones to get us there. We arrived at Disneyland somewhat early. It was hotter at Disneyland than in Oceanside. First we went on the popular Pirates of the Carribean ride. Then we went on the boat tour. I forgot what it was called but it's next to the Indiana Jones ride. The only thing that was a bummer of going to Disneyland while you are pregnant was that you can't go on the fun rides. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtfbwYKrdI/AAAAAAAAATs/X03izv5tDIA/s1600-h/DSCF0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtfbwYKrdI/AAAAAAAAATs/X03izv5tDIA/s320/DSCF0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362484711762079186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mekensy loved the boat ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtfQWTVrCI/AAAAAAAAATk/wn0SFrAnxEQ/s1600-h/DSCF0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtfQWTVrCI/AAAAAAAAATk/wn0SFrAnxEQ/s320/DSCF0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362484515783945250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtfIkdXj2I/AAAAAAAAATc/3IaIlo0Su-k/s1600-h/DSCF0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtfIkdXj2I/AAAAAAAAATc/3IaIlo0Su-k/s320/DSCF0497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362484382145154914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smte_-9BUPI/AAAAAAAAATU/6uosqc9BPjc/s1600-h/DSCF0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smte_-9BUPI/AAAAAAAAATU/6uosqc9BPjc/s320/DSCF0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362484234638414066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the boat ride everyone went their different ways for a little bit. Jon and I went and got something to eat. Then went to find some rides that both Jon and I can go on. And I forgot to put sunscreen on my head and Amanda and Richard had our sunscreen, so I got a hat. Jon and been saying for a while know that he likes me in a hat. So we got me a hat. It wasn't bad to wear a hat at all. After we got the hat from fantasyland we went and got in line for the "It's a smal world" ride. I had to have some proof that Jon went to Disneyland or no one would really believe me. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smte25eYByI/AAAAAAAAATM/7dNZ93JWqpw/s1600-h/DSCF0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smte25eYByI/AAAAAAAAATM/7dNZ93JWqpw/s320/DSCF0500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362484078548879138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and my cute new hat from Mad Hatters in front of  "It's a Small World" ride. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteusJvJSI/AAAAAAAAATE/MSBn5K6rs6s/s1600-h/DSCF0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteusJvJSI/AAAAAAAAATE/MSBn5K6rs6s/s320/DSCF0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362483937533699362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I knew that they had redone the ride. But I didn't know that they included some disney movies in the ride. After the first movie we saw we spent the rest of the ride trying to find every movie they included in the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtel_voSXI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Knv00bZAbqc/s1600-h/DSCF0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtel_voSXI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Knv00bZAbqc/s320/DSCF0503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362483788174084466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was when I was looking for any movies. And I tried to get a picture of Jon on the ride but nope he knew I was taking it and stuck out his tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtedvg2hUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/57sxUmbm680/s1600-h/DSCF0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtedvg2hUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/57sxUmbm680/s320/DSCF0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362483646378181954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first movie we saw was Alice in Wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteVWj5lMI/AAAAAAAAASs/xFqHguuE6Sw/s1600-h/DSCF0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteVWj5lMI/AAAAAAAAASs/xFqHguuE6Sw/s320/DSCF0505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362483502241125570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We found Cinderlla and her mice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteNJfkXII/AAAAAAAAASk/1uKMHngWzaE/s1600-h/DSCF0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteNJfkXII/AAAAAAAAASk/1uKMHngWzaE/s320/DSCF0506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362483361294343298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The reason why I took a picture of these two was because they were moving their feet the way Jon does when he is laying down and laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteET2KRgI/AAAAAAAAASc/AqzzaIu_iqw/s1600-h/DSCF0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmteET2KRgI/AAAAAAAAASc/AqzzaIu_iqw/s320/DSCF0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362483209454634498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Jon's favorite Disney movie Aladdin. Jasmine and Aladdin themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtd88GcNcI/AAAAAAAAASU/dIh5psp1qTk/s1600-h/DSCF0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtd88GcNcI/AAAAAAAAASU/dIh5psp1qTk/s320/DSCF0508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362483082821383618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took thea picture of the frogs. . . .well because I love frogs. lol Jon found them for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtd0vrIgQI/AAAAAAAAASM/EQhXSqJH-PE/s1600-h/DSCF0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtd0vrIgQI/AAAAAAAAASM/EQhXSqJH-PE/s320/DSCF0509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362482942046667010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was hard to find her but we found Mulan hiding in a corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdsW0UsLI/AAAAAAAAASE/w0C0Bypsdt0/s1600-h/DSCF0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdsW0UsLI/AAAAAAAAASE/w0C0Bypsdt0/s320/DSCF0510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362482797935374514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think that the 3 Hienhas (spelling?) were from Lion King but we could be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtdj8KO_0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/5XhQ6fJK1x8/s1600-h/DSCF0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtdj8KO_0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/5XhQ6fJK1x8/s320/DSCF0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362482653340565314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have never seen this movie but I have heard of it. I believe, if I am wrong please correct me, these 3 are from the Disney movie from the 3 amigos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtdbx7MOpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dKnOv-NVNaY/s1600-h/DSCF0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtdbx7MOpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dKnOv-NVNaY/s320/DSCF0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362482513154161298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AWHA! I got a picture of Jon on the ride without him noticing. hehehehehehehehehehe! Sucess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdSjbSq2I/AAAAAAAAARs/bAMJqnfJghw/s1600-h/DSCF0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdSjbSq2I/AAAAAAAAARs/bAMJqnfJghw/s320/DSCF0513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362482354643446626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel from Little Mermaid with some of her sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdKhK1JsI/AAAAAAAAARk/GHXj1kR8EqU/s1600-h/DSCF0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdKhK1JsI/AAAAAAAAARk/GHXj1kR8EqU/s320/DSCF0514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362482216598578882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dory and Martin from Finding Nemo. We couldn't find Nemo or any other characters from the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdB-k4FDI/AAAAAAAAARc/pLbYAtTv2-Y/s1600-h/DSCF0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtdB-k4FDI/AAAAAAAAARc/pLbYAtTv2-Y/s320/DSCF0515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362482069873628210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lilo and Stitch riding the waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtc6Ip_knI/AAAAAAAAARU/P_G8D71Y-2Y/s1600-h/DSCF0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtc6Ip_knI/AAAAAAAAARU/P_G8D71Y-2Y/s320/DSCF0516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362481935140491890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect to find them in the ride but we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woody and, oh man I just forgot her name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtcy3zmrkI/AAAAAAAAARM/LYEpEteAYQs/s1600-h/DSCF0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtcy3zmrkI/AAAAAAAAARM/LYEpEteAYQs/s320/DSCF0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362481810358316610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the ride Jon some kids with their face painted and thought I would look cute with my face painted.  It was a little weird being the only adults there getting our face painted but it made us laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtco-fviNI/AAAAAAAAARE/UQl79Xc2Bkc/s1600-h/DSCF0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtco-fviNI/AAAAAAAAARE/UQl79Xc2Bkc/s320/DSCF0522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362481640355367122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we were looking through the book of what they could paint on our faces. Jon found one with a baseball on fire. And asked if they could do it with a soccerball instead. We loved it. It made us feel like kids again but it got itchy after a while and we would accidently wipe our face and wipe off a part of our painted face. lol Good thing we got pictures before that happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtchbNpfHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/y0HGJ78b4hA/s1600-h/DSCF0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtchbNpfHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/y0HGJ78b4hA/s320/DSCF0524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362481510625148018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jon in Micky's toontown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtcavqzGvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L-iY3y_xdNc/s1600-h/DSCF0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtcavqzGvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L-iY3y_xdNc/s320/DSCF0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362481395857038066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the way out we heard some familar songs  across the way. We went over to check it out and it was the good old Mary Poppins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtcSPok7EI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dll6sJMoF6w/s1600-h/DSCF0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtcSPok7EI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dll6sJMoF6w/s320/DSCF0529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362481249818831938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jon and I left Disneyland after I got my t-shirt I wanted and going on the rides we could. It wore us out but it was nice. We both took a long nap when we got back to the condo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday, June 14th - We all stayed home and enjoyed the beach. It was a clearer day than on Sunday at the beach. It was fun though. And I had forgotten my camera at the condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After we got back from the beach my cousins from Yuma, Arizona show up to play. They went out to the beach and we stayed in for a little bit. That was when Jon's sunburn started to show. He thought that he was going to have his shirt on the entire time we were playing at the beach but that didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jon and his BAD sunburn the day after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday, June 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtcIsUbONI/AAAAAAAAAQk/TXwbJdaFLtc/s1600-h/DSCF0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtcIsUbONI/AAAAAAAAAQk/TXwbJdaFLtc/s320/DSCF0530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362481085720246482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing that Jon decided to try was WEARING FLIPFLOPS! He usually never liked to be awake without not having socks on. But since Jon and I went to walk on the beach every night he didn't like having to carry both his sock and shoes. So he tried Flipflips. At first he thought they were weird feeling and a little uncomfortable but he did get use to them after a couple of days. I had to get a picture of him wearing them because I thought once we get home he won't wear them again. Well I thought wrong. He tried on Anthony's flipflops, which were more comfortable than Wal-Mart flipflops and now he wears them almost everyday. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtb_dwbJqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nZqZ2LILJLA/s1600-h/DSCF0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Smtb_dwbJqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nZqZ2LILJLA/s320/DSCF0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362480927192327842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later in the day we all decided to go to Sea World around 2pm-3pm. Cause we knew that Sea World wasn't as big as Disneyland. And it would be a little cooler. We first went to the Shamu show "Believe". Jon had never been to Sea World and he liked it. He laughed every time everyone else below us got splashed by Shamu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a0f95cf463878f2f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0f95cf463878f2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15214F32565C98DE4A556B93C5D7C275D7183896.525C4C462E52710F8DBC0D1F6DB1C58C2B5ECE50%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0f95cf463878f2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP0EmviVvNGMLXA7aIeQpymIabDI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0f95cf463878f2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331580275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15214F32565C98DE4A556B93C5D7C275D7183896.525C4C462E52710F8DBC0D1F6DB1C58C2B5ECE50%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0f95cf463878f2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP0EmviVvNGMLXA7aIeQpymIabDI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was really proud of myself because I was able to get some really go shots of the whales in the air. There were 3 whales in the show. We also enjoyed some Dippin Dots during the show. Thanks to Mom who got them for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZ69I9DpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PGH1dCnINMQ/s1600-h/DSCF0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZ69I9DpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PGH1dCnINMQ/s320/DSCF0540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362478650694110866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have many pictures from the show but these are the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZxzcsIXI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rt_QuEWG_o0/s1600-h/DSCF0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZxzcsIXI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rt_QuEWG_o0/s320/DSCF0543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362478493473710450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone watching the show. Our cousins Miles, Karen and their family joined us at Sea World that day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZl9mSRmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/piC2k9oOSSw/s1600-h/DSCF0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZl9mSRmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/piC2k9oOSSw/s320/DSCF0539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362478290039883362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had some more great pictures of my, I think amazing, picture taking from the show but I accidently erased them. I couldn't put them back on because it took me an hour just to put all the photos on in order. If you want to see them they will be on my facebook page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After Shamu's show we went to a bunch of exhibits. First the Shark exhibit because Kylee loves sharks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZB12EzDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/PqJeyLnb1Xk/s1600-h/DSCF0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtZB12EzDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/PqJeyLnb1Xk/s320/DSCF0564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362477669483334706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This fish loved getting it's picture taken. It just kept staring at us. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYv-kBBaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3HehAGOhnnw/s1600-h/DSCF0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYv-kBBaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3HehAGOhnnw/s320/DSCF0571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362477362585863586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a exhibit were you could pet and pick up the starfish as long as you kept them in the water. It was pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYkc-194I/AAAAAAAAAPc/2UyRQOFhzio/s1600-h/DSCF0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYkc-194I/AAAAAAAAAPc/2UyRQOFhzio/s320/DSCF0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362477164593018754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love this turtle. When I first took the picture I didn't know what type of turtle it was. And they didn't have a sign on what type of turtle is was either. Then the other day I was on msn.com and it had a video on the main page about leather back turtles. I watched the video and found out that this turtle is really a Leather Back Turtle, which is a rare spieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYX6kfl8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/8gOguTN0x5o/s1600-h/DSCF0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYX6kfl8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/8gOguTN0x5o/s320/DSCF0576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362476949197264834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The penguin exhibit had a lot of different penguins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYGMp6HZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wUOxn2TYb5s/s1600-h/DSCF0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtYGMp6HZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wUOxn2TYb5s/s320/DSCF0601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362476644814167442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The polar bear kept going in and out of this cave like place and everyone kept saying, "there it's goes inside" but then a moment later it would show up on the other side. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtX7TfHFwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/a4cw6URfxMU/s1600-h/DSCF0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtX7TfHFwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/a4cw6URfxMU/s320/DSCF0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362476457669367554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was surprising how white beluiga whales are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXyFvLwAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PKNsWcvNsw0/s1600-h/DSCF0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXyFvLwAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PKNsWcvNsw0/s320/DSCF0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362476299359862786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all the exhibits it was time for the night shows. We went to the dolphin night show. Trevor wanted to sit in the wet section to get wet. So we sat him down in front of us and we sat 2 row up from him. They were excited for the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXogOMFjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7C57Os4A1jY/s1600-h/DSCF0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXogOMFjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7C57Os4A1jY/s320/DSCF0623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362476134670538290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXfKTrDTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zv7z6G9FN9w/s1600-h/DSCF0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXfKTrDTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zv7z6G9FN9w/s320/DSCF0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362475974169136434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXTub3l2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/eLLfUVnEkVU/s1600-h/DSCF0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtXTub3l2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/eLLfUVnEkVU/s320/DSCF0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362475777708758882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday, June 16th- Was another resting/beach day for everyone. Jon and I went shopping and got him a hat and me some clothes. Then we went to Chili's with my sister and her family. That night Jon's sunburn kept him up. And we were suppose to go with Mom and Dad to Wild Animal Park with the grandkids. But Jon and I were up till 2:30 am trying to stop his sunburn from hurting. He finally fell asleep and slept in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday, Jun 17th - Unfortanely we weren't able to go to the Wild animal park with them. So since Jon had work on Sunday and his sunburn was itching like crazy we decided to head home. We decided to ride all the way home instead of spending the night somewhere because it was easy to stop every hour or so and drive. We got home about midnight Saturday. It was nice to be home but sad the fun was over. Thank you Mom and Dad for taking us to California. We loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-6729068681897451033?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=422d4190d6b1e7f1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a0f95cf463878f2f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6729068681897451033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6729068681897451033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6729068681897451033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6729068681897451033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/07/oceanside-ca.html' title='Oceanside, CA'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SmtinWSr9OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gg4qs7_2QYQ/s72-c/DSCF0466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-1508932482552506755</id><published>2009-07-12T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:05:33.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach, beach and more beach. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SlpBmZridiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/snL75ouOtYs/s1600-h/DSCF0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SlpBmZridiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/snL75ouOtYs/s320/DSCF0475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357666834694960674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The beach is only a stones throw away from where we are staying. One day and we are absolutely loving it. More to come soon. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-1508932482552506755?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/1508932482552506755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=1508932482552506755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1508932482552506755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1508932482552506755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/07/beach-beach-and-more-beach.html' title='Beach, beach and more beach. . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SlpBmZridiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/snL75ouOtYs/s72-c/DSCF0475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-8837606879830697282</id><published>2009-06-29T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:41:58.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy 8's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 things I'm look forward to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- July family beach house vacation in Cali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Finding out the sex of our baby! :)&lt;br /&gt;- Buying our home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- 3rd wedding anniversay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Joe and Lacey coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Holidays to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- The birth of our child :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I did yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;- Picked up the group at the trail head&lt;br /&gt;- Gave Jon a hug and a kiss&lt;br /&gt;- Drove home&lt;br /&gt;- had some good food&lt;br /&gt;- Relaxed&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Jon play video games&lt;br /&gt;- Cuddled with Jon while watching a movie&lt;br /&gt;- Enjoyed getting into my bed at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things i love...&lt;br /&gt;- Jon&lt;br /&gt;- Our baby&lt;br /&gt;- Parents&lt;br /&gt;- Family&lt;br /&gt;- Friends&lt;br /&gt;- Family get togethers&lt;br /&gt;- indoor soccer&lt;br /&gt;- Growing together as a family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 books I like to read...&lt;br /&gt;- Twilight&lt;br /&gt;- New Moon&lt;br /&gt;- Eclipse- Breaking Dawn&lt;br /&gt;- Chronicles of Narnia&lt;br /&gt;- The Host&lt;br /&gt;- fantasy&lt;br /&gt;- History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 places I'd love to visit&lt;br /&gt;- Europe&lt;br /&gt;- Alaska&lt;br /&gt;- Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;- Africa&lt;br /&gt;- South America&lt;br /&gt;- Australia&lt;br /&gt;- Montana&lt;br /&gt;- Some random place&lt;br /&gt;- Meaning we go to the airport and get the next flight out to anywhere and go to explore it. (from Yes Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people I tag&lt;br /&gt;- Holli&lt;br /&gt;- Kathy&lt;br /&gt;- Lacey&lt;br /&gt;- Amanda&lt;br /&gt;- Kari&lt;br /&gt;- Andee&lt;br /&gt;- Angie&lt;br /&gt;- LeElla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-8837606879830697282?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/8837606879830697282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=8837606879830697282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8837606879830697282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8837606879830697282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-8s.html' title='Crazy 8&apos;s'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-8431655047290180177</id><published>2009-06-15T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:44:09.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing today. .</title><content type='html'>So today I went in for blood and ultrasound testing. Since my sister has Spina bifida I am put in high risk for having a child with Spina Bifida. So the 2-part test will tell us if the baby does have Spina bifida, Down Syndrome or Trismony 18. I won't know till about the end of July if the baby has any of these. So far the ultrasound test was normal. Meaning so far they cannot tell if the baby has Downs. The Spina Bifida and Trismony 18 won't have a result or where I fall on the scale till after the second blood draw after July 18th. I will keep everyone updated on what happens. Hopefully I can post the AWESOME ultrasound pictures later. I will have to scan them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on a side note. They measured the baby to be a week behind. Meaning that my OB will most likely push my due date back to January 3rd. Ugh. Another week I have to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-8431655047290180177?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/8431655047290180177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=8431655047290180177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8431655047290180177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8431655047290180177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/06/testing-today.html' title='testing today. .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5165146086928254197</id><published>2009-06-12T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:32:59.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of people tell me what sex the baby might be. Therefore I have decided to put up a poll. Go ahead and cast your vote. We won't know till the beginning of August on what the baby's sex is. I will post the answer once we find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy voting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5165146086928254197?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5165146086928254197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5165146086928254197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5165146086928254197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5165146086928254197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/06/poll.html' title='Poll'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6145793598434615857</id><published>2009-06-10T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:33:42.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's frist picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Si_eSMFxuDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bLH-ZurdOWU/s1600-h/DSCF0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Si_eSMFxuDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bLH-ZurdOWU/s320/DSCF0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345735686776535090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oday was my first pre-natal appointment. IT was amazing! We heard that baby's heartbeat and got the baby's first picture taken. My doctor had a hard time getting a good picture because the baby was stubborn and wouldn't move to a good picture taking position. Don't worry I will have another ultrasound next week. And I will post that one also. Everything so far is healthy and strong.  More pictures to come soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-6145793598434615857?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6145793598434615857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6145793598434615857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6145793598434615857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6145793598434615857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/06/babys-frist-picture.html' title='Baby&apos;s frist picture'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/Si_eSMFxuDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bLH-ZurdOWU/s72-c/DSCF0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6215829923915518122</id><published>2009-06-05T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:56:02.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="pregnancy calendar" src="http://tickers.baby-gaga.com/p/dev360pfs__.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am 10 weeks along now. I haven't any bad symptoms of pregnancy, only being extremely tried on and off during the day. And the other night I started crying and I couldn't get myself to stop. Man, hormones are hard to control. lol I have my first pre-natal appointment next Wednesday. And from what I have heard from friends and family that it is really exciting to hear the hearbeat. So it has been a date I have been looking forward to for the last month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are really excited for everything that is going to happen the next couple months. It is going to be busy and exciting. Trip after trip with every weekend full of friends and family. I don't know if we will ever be able to relax till the end of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will put some pictures up soon of Memorial Day and other family and friend gatherings. And maybe I will put of pictures of me as the baby grows? What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-6215829923915518122?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6215829923915518122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6215829923915518122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6215829923915518122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6215829923915518122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-i-am-10-weeks-along-now.html' title='Update. . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6634907496158200531</id><published>2009-05-09T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:14:53.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting News!</title><content type='html'>Jon and I have some exciting news!! We are expecting a little one on December 28th. It was hard to keep this from everyone while the parents were away in Africa. But now they are back and everyone can know. Well I will keep you updated. Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-6634907496158200531?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6634907496158200531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6634907496158200531&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6634907496158200531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6634907496158200531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/05/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting News!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-408971807609710586</id><published>2009-04-14T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:10:17.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Home</title><content type='html'>1. Put your iPod on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;Start of Something New&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Precious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Hold On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR LIFE PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;I Did It For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;This Everyday Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Times Like These&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Hey There Delilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Are You Happy Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Declaration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Echo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;No Reins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Dry Country Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Decode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Life on the Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Go the Distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Don't Let Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Bitterseet Symphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;My Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;My Happy Ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Sandstorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Trashin' the Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Hard To Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;White Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;This Is Home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-408971807609710586?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/408971807609710586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=408971807609710586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/408971807609710586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/408971807609710586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-home.html' title='This is Home'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-7948292200476208395</id><published>2009-03-13T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:51:33.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the many forwards I receive. . ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I recieved this in a email that was forwarded to me. Don't get me wrong I love forwards when they are cute, funny, cool and inspirational. This one I read and loved. And thought everyone, if I know you or not, should read this. So enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;$20.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sometimes we just need to be reminded! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00bill. In the room of 200, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he asked, ' Who would like this $20 bill? ' Hands started going up.He said, ' I am going to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill.He then asked, ' Who still wants it? ' Still the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, ' What if I do this? ' And he dropped it on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and startedto grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now, who still wants it? 'Still the hands went into the air.‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My friends, we have all learned a very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;valuable lesson.’ ‘No matter whatI did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;decrease in value.It was still worth $20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Many times in our lives,we are dropped, crumpled, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ground into the dirt by the decisions wemake and the circumstances that come our way. We feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DO LOVE&lt;/span&gt; you. The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know,but by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE ARE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WHAT WE ARE&lt;/span&gt;.You are special!-Don't &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; forget it ‘ If you do not pass this on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you may never know the lives it touches, the hurting hearts it speaks to, or the hope that it can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bring. Count your blessings, not your problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-7948292200476208395?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/7948292200476208395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=7948292200476208395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7948292200476208395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7948292200476208395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-of-many-forwards-i-receive.html' title='One of the many forwards I receive. . ..'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-3698234456988673187</id><published>2009-03-05T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:43:47.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting more active. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCz765Tu4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5GINLNb7voQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941802673093506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCz765Tu4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5GINLNb7voQ/s320/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just this pass week Jon heard of The Front Climbing club from his co-worker. We went and checked it out and loved it. We are now members. It's not exactly like the pictures show. It a club more for bouldering, meaning without ropes and not as high. They have hundreds of different options to climb, from really easy to extremely advance. It's a great workout and it motivates you to see others who have done it for a while and can climb with ease, to get where you want to be one of those people. After just the first time of climbing my abs, arms and back were sore. Can't wait to be able to to the extremely advanced paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCzrZpnb8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/GOgLOZbXbq4/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941518870998978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCzrZpnb8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/GOgLOZbXbq4/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is not all that we have gotten involved in recently. Shawn, Jon's brother asked if we wanted to play indoor soccer, and of course I wouldn't pass up the chance to play a little soccer. We asked to be put on the waiting list for the co-ed season with the indoor soccer center in Murray. Well we just found out on Tuesday that we made it in! YAY! So we have our first game on the 14th. Maybe if we get a good turn out for players we will do another season after our first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-3698234456988673187?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/3698234456988673187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=3698234456988673187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/3698234456988673187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/3698234456988673187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-more-active.html' title='Getting more active. . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCz765Tu4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5GINLNb7voQ/s72-c/GetAttachment2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5731197837417858324</id><published>2009-03-05T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:18:46.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video games. . . are fun to play together as a family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAuM6CrpaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ohzLUTA4Lzg/s1600-h/Harry_Potter_and_the_Order_of_the_Phoenix_Coverart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309794759943628194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAuM6CrpaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ohzLUTA4Lzg/s320/Harry_Potter_and_the_Order_of_the_Phoenix_Coverart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was never into playing or watching the video games that Jon and his brothers or friends would play together. They seemed boring to me. But I found out that there is a game out there for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The pass couple of weeks I have gotten into video games on the xbox 360. The first game we got for me was Harry Potter. Jon swears that movie spinoff games are not good at all. Well I love it. hahaha! It is a lot of fun to play. And you can tell that they added details to the story that was not included in the movie but was in the book. The kiss between Harry and Cho is even in the game. But if you want to have fun with the kids and figure out some puzzles and you have a xbox 360, you should tryout this game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAuAWADZNI/AAAAAAAAANs/RD2FHyyqGQI/s1600-h/Call_of_Duty_5_cover_art.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309794544110494930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAuAWADZNI/AAAAAAAAANs/RD2FHyyqGQI/s320/Call_of_Duty_5_cover_art.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since Jon had signed up for xbox live he has been playing live with some co-workers. So one day we got the newest Call of Duty: World at War. Jon had played it at a friends house but not on xbox live and also heard for his co-workers how much fun it is to play on xbox live. He played the game on xbox live and he was glued for the night. hahaha! He really did enjoy it. It was a good purchase. But I don't think I will play the game, it's not really my type. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then one Friday I came home having a not so enjoyful of a day I said lets go and get another game to get my mind off of what was bringing my day down. So Jon and I went to Game Crazy and couldn't really find anything other than the Guitar Hero that was sitting in the middle of the store. It was the complete set of guitar, microphone and drum set. We also bought a used copy of Rockband. Jon and I played it with Anthony for about 10 hours. It was a lot of fun. My favorite part to play is the drums and then the base. With my short fingers the guitar gets a little hard for me. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAr-hhuNcI/AAAAAAAAANk/uWFKC-IrvjE/s1600-h/Guitar_Hero_World_Tour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309792313821509058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAr-hhuNcI/AAAAAAAAANk/uWFKC-IrvjE/s320/Guitar_Hero_World_Tour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing that would make the greatest band game is if they took the songs off of Guitar Hero World Tour and put them on Rockband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAr7XasYHI/AAAAAAAAANc/Y0fUuc4GGwk/s1600-h/Rock_band_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309792259568066674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAr7XasYHI/AAAAAAAAANc/Y0fUuc4GGwk/s320/Rock_band_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5731197837417858324?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5731197837417858324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5731197837417858324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5731197837417858324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5731197837417858324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/03/video-games-are-fun-to-play-together-as.html' title='Video games. . . are fun to play together as a family.'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAuM6CrpaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ohzLUTA4Lzg/s72-c/Harry_Potter_and_the_Order_of_the_Phoenix_Coverart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-1043527346315128931</id><published>2009-03-05T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:47:24.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes that came and are coming. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCqKFKgfTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/azAQmlLVH2c/s1600-h/DSCF0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309931050831478066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCqKFKgfTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/azAQmlLVH2c/s320/DSCF0293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, a few weeks ago, I said that I would put up an updated picture of my finished ring. Well, here it is with the blue saphires. I was without a ring on for about 3 weeks while the jeweler was putting in the saphires!!!!!! We got to keep the the diamonds that the blue saphires replaced. And we are planning that we will have those diamonds mounted in an earring set, and we want to give to our baby girl in the future (hopefully). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAiG_3BKbI/AAAAAAAAANM/OTO68B0Fta0/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309781464286570930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAiG_3BKbI/AAAAAAAAANM/OTO68B0Fta0/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another change that happened, I chopped my hair off! In the end my hair was shoulder length, with a long side bang. I was amazed how much lighter my head felt, after she had cut off about 6 inches. It has been a nice change. It take's less time to blow dry my hair and it saves on how much shampoo I use. haha! I know, I always said that I wouldn't cut my hair short but it was on impulse. On the bright side it will save money if I want to grow it out again. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting change in the family. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAheGylQ5I/AAAAAAAAANE/e6m9zsJvM9U/s1600-h/0504102301511img_3797a_bw_small_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309780761772376978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAheGylQ5I/AAAAAAAAANE/e6m9zsJvM9U/s320/0504102301511img_3797a_bw_small_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;During the holidays we found out that two of our sisters are expecting. Holli and Ike are expecting a baby boy on May 21st. Lacey and Joe are due on August 28. It is exciting that Holli and Lacey, who have been best friends since they were young, get to experience the miracle of pregency together. We are so excited for both of them. Congratulations to you both! We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAhaxnQJ-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/0AfDfeU4cRM/s1600-h/0710070745151img_5070_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309780704548104162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbAhaxnQJ-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/0AfDfeU4cRM/s320/0710070745151img_5070_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-1043527346315128931?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/1043527346315128931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=1043527346315128931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1043527346315128931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1043527346315128931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/03/changes-that-came-and-are-coming.html' title='Changes that came and are coming. . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SbCqKFKgfTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/azAQmlLVH2c/s72-c/DSCF0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-8869661240782623975</id><published>2009-01-09T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:37:14.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>What can we look towards this year? Well this year Jon is going back to school! He is confident and ready to go. He is going to be working full-time and going to school full-time. I am only going to school part-time and working full-time. We are planning to go to school this entire year, no breaks! All 3 semesters, spring, summer and fall. On the Habel side, my fantastic Aunt gave all the first cousins an assignment should I say. lol j/k But my cousin Christine is in charge and there is going to be a reunion with all the first cousins on the Habel side. We have 14 first cousins that live in Utah alone. So it will be nice to see all that can come to it. I know that this summer we are going to Moab for a reunion on the Whitehorn side of the family, just don't exactly when. In July we are going on a vacation with the Habel side of the family to Oceanside, California. My parents rented a beach house for one week. We are going to Disneyland and California Adventure as a family. Then everyone can do whatever they want for the rest of the time. We can relax on the beach or go to another theme park, ect. We can't wait to go! We have wanted a vacation for a while now. Also this year we are planning on buying our own home. A liveable, fixer upper kind of a home is what we want to buy. This year has alot of good things about it already to look forward too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to all of our friends and family, we wish you a HAPPY NEW YEAR and wish the best. We can't wait to spend this year in love and laughter with all of you! We love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-8869661240782623975?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/8869661240782623975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=8869661240782623975&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8869661240782623975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/8869661240782623975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6951221192400636556</id><published>2008-12-26T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:11:57.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>This Chirstmas was a busy with alot of snow. First Jon and I went to Jon's Father's house for breakfast. After breakfast and presents Jon and his brother's went to dig his Mom"s house from the huge snow storm they had, so that she could come over later in the day. Once he was back we left to go back home to get things ready to go over to my sister's house for Christmas dinner with my family. It was nice to be able to be with both sides of the family on Christmas Day. We are blessed to be able to be with them this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w540.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s540.photobucket.com/albums/gg347/mo_white/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d9f5c089.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&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/4180625629941147641-6951221192400636556?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6951221192400636556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6951221192400636556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6951221192400636556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6951221192400636556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5102379384412099485</id><published>2008-12-24T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:26:29.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday. . .was fantastic!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday (Dec. 23rd) was my 22nd brithday. I had a great day. Jon was the best. Kelly took me after work to get a pedicure. I had to warn Jon that it was red nail polish and not blood. lol But Jon did a little surprise party for me at Kelly and Anthony's house. It was fun and cute. There was a pinata and we played pool before we went out to dinner. For my birthday/Christmas/2 year anniversary got upgraded my wedding ring, so to say. He got my original ring from Morgan Jewelers in which they have a thing were you can trade in you old diamond for a upgrade. This is what it looks like. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SVJgyXuP6xI/AAAAAAAAALU/amHqmjhNJ0U/s1600-h/my+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283391731336735506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SVJgyXuP6xI/AAAAAAAAALU/amHqmjhNJ0U/s320/my+ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 diamonds on each side are going to change. We are going to put blue sapphires in the middle of each set of 3. We had to order them so they aren't in yet. But I will put up a picture when it is finished. I love the ring. And so does Jon because it doesn't scratch him as much as the original ring did. lol  We were able to keep the wrap from my original ring. So in the later years we will add a diamond to it and give it to one of our kids for when they get married. Thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday. It was a fantastic day. I will put up more pictures once I get them on my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5102379384412099485?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5102379384412099485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5102379384412099485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5102379384412099485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5102379384412099485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-birthday-was-fantastic.html' title='My Birthday. . .was fantastic!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SVJgyXuP6xI/AAAAAAAAALU/amHqmjhNJ0U/s72-c/my+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5708184212833234022</id><published>2008-12-18T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:34:04.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trevor's 1st basketball game</title><content type='html'>On Saturday December 6 our nephew Trevor had his first basketball game. He has never played on a basketball team before. He did pretty well for his first game. It was the first family event that I had my new camera to take pictures. Trevor is number 13 on the white team. They didn't win the game but they had a good game. Can't wait to see him play again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w540.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s540.photobucket.com/albums/gg347/mo_white/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8bc643d1.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&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/4180625629941147641-5708184212833234022?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5708184212833234022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5708184212833234022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5708184212833234022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5708184212833234022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-saturday-december-6-our-nephew.html' title='Trevor&apos;s 1st basketball game'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-7427837211085635828</id><published>2008-12-18T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:58:08.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuji Film Brite Green Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SUp_guKNXhI/AAAAAAAAALE/duMoJxt8gUA/s1600-h/green_camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281173713168719378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SUp_guKNXhI/AAAAAAAAALE/duMoJxt8gUA/s320/green_camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a new camera for my birthday!! :) I have been telling Jon for about a year now that I need a new camera. My old camera would only hold 51 pictures. I know, I know I could just get a new memory card. But after some research my old camera was not compatable to any other better memory cards. So Jon looked online and bought me a new camera for my birthday. I love it! Ans it's green!! It will make it easy when I need to find it. Now that my new camera is small enough rather than a brick like my old camera. I have it with me wherever I go. You never know when you are going to need. :) Since I now have a camera that I will hull around with me everywhere there will be alot more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-7427837211085635828?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/7427837211085635828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=7427837211085635828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7427837211085635828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7427837211085635828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-new-camera-for-my-birthday-i-have.html' title='Fuji Film Brite Green Camera'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SUp_guKNXhI/AAAAAAAAALE/duMoJxt8gUA/s72-c/green_camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5141953410496079853</id><published>2008-11-21T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:33:49.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbw9Uv3HLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/EETa-1hjxiQ/s1600-h/promo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271165350215883954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbw9Uv3HLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/EETa-1hjxiQ/s320/promo8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbw12rhWRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NkwbpRlPTic/s1600-h/vanity_fair_photo_shoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271165221885532434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbw12rhWRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NkwbpRlPTic/s320/vanity_fair_photo_shoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbwuILohnI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LWYFdb7mBp0/s1600-h/thecullens_lunch_table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271165089144669810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbwuILohnI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LWYFdb7mBp0/s320/thecullens_lunch_table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbwk2Z9cFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kTqm37bOCFw/s1600-h/edward_bella_prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271164929754099794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbwk2Z9cFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kTqm37bOCFw/s320/edward_bella_prom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbwbATcy9I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DWwUBRHwR9o/s1600-h/bella_edward_close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271164760612457426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbwbATcy9I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DWwUBRHwR9o/s320/bella_edward_close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twilight at midnight was the best decision I could make. It was more than I expected. It covered everything that it needed too. There were some differences from the book but you have to be looking for them to find them. Rob was amazing and Kristen is the best Bella I ever thought they could have gotten. Now we just have to wait for the 2nd movie. It is going to be hard to wait, but I believe it will be well worth it. After seeing the movie. I now know the real reason why Harry Potter pushed their release date back to July of next year. Twilight is going to win. I am thinking that that I am going to go and see it again this weekend!! If you haven't seen it go and see as soon as you can! It is the best book turned movie I have ever seen. I can talk about it all day. But you can't get the real feeling from it unless you go and see it yourself. So go and see it and then tell me how you liked or disliked it!! love ya all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5141953410496079853?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5141953410496079853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5141953410496079853&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5141953410496079853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5141953410496079853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-review.html' title='Twilight Review'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SSbw9Uv3HLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/EETa-1hjxiQ/s72-c/promo8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5526372946003996877</id><published>2008-10-23T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:42:36.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight midnight show!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited! I am going to the midnight showing of Twilight on November 21st at 12:01 am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a extended fight scene from the movie. (Thanks Kathy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xiRKPI3amJU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xiRKPI3amJU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5526372946003996877?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5526372946003996877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5526372946003996877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5526372946003996877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5526372946003996877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-so-excited-i-am-going-to-midnight.html' title='Twilight midnight show!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-7850310402452309259</id><published>2008-10-20T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:29:31.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't get enough!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you know but I LOVE movies!  Jon thinks that I am crazy at times. But if I buy a movie that I enjoy I can watch it over and over and over and over again! Just ask Holli! lol She was my blockbuster when we lived in California and I would borrow movies over and over and over again.  That summer I bet I watched Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire about 200 times. We bought Ironman 2 weeks ago and I believe that I have watched it about five or six times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my all time favorite movies is scheduled to come out tomorrow. . . The Hulk. This movie is better than the one that came out a few years ago. And plus it has a tie into the movie Ironman. I have to wait patiently to buy it when we have the funds for it but you can count on me to have it soon. lol When Jon and I do get our own place with a mortgage I would love to have a wall full of movies that both Jon and I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus when I went on choir tour to San Francisco in 2005 I found a store just on the bay that had a lot of freeze frames of some of my favorite Disney movies. . . .Peter Pan, Beauty and the Beast and some others.  I still have not framed them but I sure do plan too. I am also trying to find some other freeze frames from other Disney movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wal-Mart is not good when you reach the $5 a DVD display. The last time Jon and I were pulling in by the $5 a DVD display was about a month ago. We left Wal-Mart with 16 DVDs. We are now going thru WDA(Wal-Mart DVDs Anonymous) meetings with our good friends Kelly and Anthony. All of us are on step two, don't go into the entertainment section of Wal-Mart. Is has been hard but we are getting there together.lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE DVDS!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-7850310402452309259?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/7850310402452309259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=7850310402452309259&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7850310402452309259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7850310402452309259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-get-enough.html' title='I can&apos;t get enough!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-1394361898855526347</id><published>2008-10-20T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:07:42.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the time comes. . . .</title><content type='html'>Jon and I have been planning to have a lot on our plates for the next three to four years.  As some currently know we are living with my parents at the moment. We are planning to have all of our debt (not including car payments) paid off by April 2009. And hopefully own our own home by June of July of 2009. We still have to figure out what we want to do to get all of our furniture for our new home and such, but that decision is going to come when it's really necessary.  Hopefully by either spring or summer semestre Jon will be able to start school to become a high school math teacher. I am in school now to become a elementary teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing little feet running around the house is one of our dreams. But we don't really know when we are going to try to have children. It may be two years or it may be four. We both have different and similar dreams. . .  I would love a room full of books of mine and Jon's favorites. I have already made a list of about 54 which I have calculated to be around $700 total for the lot. Oh and we can't forget Jon's favorite series The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan which the sequel &lt;em&gt;Memory of The Light&lt;/em&gt; is coming out October of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Jon would love to build his own computer so he could have the best computer to play one of his favorite online game. . .World of Warcraft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-1394361898855526347?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/1394361898855526347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=1394361898855526347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1394361898855526347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/1394361898855526347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-time-comes.html' title='When the time comes. . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6171133476958087624</id><published>2008-10-15T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:06:23.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walk for Suicide Prevention. . .</title><content type='html'>The Walk for suicide prevention took place on Saturday, September 27,2008. I find out about the walk from my close friend Carly, who also lost a loved one to suicide. I formed a team together full of family and friends. We walked in memory of Garrick. In hope that we can help somehow we could help another family or person to get educated about suicide and the effects it can take on anyone who loses a loved one to suicide. We were raising money for THE AMERICAN FOUNDATION FOR SUICIDE PREVENTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn more about the AFSP, go to &lt;a href="http://www.afsp.com/"&gt;http://www.afsp.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa183_lQVI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mYUlFu7iANo/s1600-h/CIMG1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257589672429044050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa183_lQVI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mYUlFu7iANo/s320/CIMG1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Group getting ready to line up for the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa10wrYb8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/hA3Q6rVYAQo/s1600-h/CIMG1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257589533026316226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa10wrYb8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/hA3Q6rVYAQo/s320/CIMG1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My co-worker Susan with her family, ready to walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1uLfPoNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2GgY5zCW3c0/s1600-h/CIMG1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257589419964080338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1uLfPoNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2GgY5zCW3c0/s320/CIMG1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Jeri with Richard and his family, wife Amanda, daughters Arcadia and Mekensy (she is in the stroller).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1k9lCtgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iXnEY1qLWYY/s1600-h/CIMG1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257589261611480578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1k9lCtgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iXnEY1qLWYY/s320/CIMG1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kylee and Trevor ready to walk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1ceuy_mI/AAAAAAAAAJM/z-L1kaiXkoQ/s1600-h/CIMG1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257589115891940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1ceuy_mI/AAAAAAAAAJM/z-L1kaiXkoQ/s320/CIMG1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Garrick's close friends who came to support us at the walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1R_qnKiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/x-clFEtRR6I/s1600-h/CIMG1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588935754197538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1R_qnKiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/x-clFEtRR6I/s320/CIMG1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some more of Garrick's friends Devin and Colton. Colton better be ready to walk if he has ran marathons! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1IMGA4sI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jymAWVrpocA/s1600-h/CIMG1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588767291663042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa1IMGA4sI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jymAWVrpocA/s320/CIMG1073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jon, Kelly and Anthony juggling the soccer ball back and forth waiting to walk the 3 miles around Wheeler Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa09CqjE5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/yWJEfKgGB9c/s1600-h/CIMG1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588575781983122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa09CqjE5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/yWJEfKgGB9c/s320/CIMG1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Damomma Dott (Jon's mom), Shawn (Jon's brother) and Daea lined up and ready for the releasing of the doves before the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0rT1n5LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JcnUGgHWizw/s1600-h/CIMG1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588271154193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0rT1n5LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JcnUGgHWizw/s320/CIMG1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Richard and Trevor walking together on the 3 mile walk around Wheeler Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0icCKhJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hiODIjNhH04/s1600-h/CIMG1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588118735455378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0icCKhJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hiODIjNhH04/s320/CIMG1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Group after the long walk. Everyone is exhausted and are ready for a long nap! :) And we are also waiting for the drawing for prizes! Shawn (Jon's brother) ended up winning a free fooseball table. Mom (Jeanne) won a free Ping Pong table. Which was interesting when Ping Pong was one of Garrick's favorite games to play. And Damomma Dott won a $100 gift certificate to a Laser Hair Removal Center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0UhrSehI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fPr8rITUgTQ/s1600-h/CIMG1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257587879731952146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0UhrSehI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fPr8rITUgTQ/s320/CIMG1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jon wanting some more water. And can you tell that it was a really bright day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0MkazR1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/-CA49FhsdWc/s1600-h/CIMG1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257587743029151570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0MkazR1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/-CA49FhsdWc/s320/CIMG1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0BgZ9QZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Br5SiR0u99U/s1600-h/CIMG1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257587552973308306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPa0BgZ9QZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Br5SiR0u99U/s320/CIMG1080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kelly and Anthony enjoying a laugh with us about how the energy drink mixed didn't taste as good as it looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPaz0lTrrpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Mwy1y3HzARY/s1600-h/CIMG1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257587330950868626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SPaz0lTrrpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Mwy1y3HzARY/s320/CIMG1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Damomma Dott enjoying her slice of Great Harvest Wheat bread with honey. YUMMMMYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Walk was a sucess! We raised a lot of money and there were many other people there. Hopefully we will have the same turn out at the other walks in the future I am planning to be a team captain for. Thank You to everyone who has supported me and family in this hard time. If you want to be apart of the next walk I will put up a post about the next walk as soon as I know. If you are not in my area. You can go to the &lt;a href="http://www.asfp.com/"&gt;www.ASFP.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and look up upcaoming walks in your area. Thanks to everyone for youe support! 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Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-4876260298509721316</id><published>2008-09-24T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:05:16.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 23rd  our 2 year anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SNr_1unZTyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/89y_Eo1v6t8/s1600-h/Flowers+from+2+year+anniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249789614165151522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SNr_1unZTyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/89y_Eo1v6t8/s320/Flowers+from+2+year+anniversary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was our 2 year anniversary. It was amazing! Jon had the day off from work. I didn't take the day off because I thought that we weren't going to be able to do anything because I have school on Tuesdays nights. But on Monday after I had received some flowers at work from Jon, he asked if there was anyway I could skip school just this once. I was able to too but I did need to go and turn in my homework. Then he asked me if I could get the day off. By my work of magic I was able to get Anna to cover my phone day and Mary A. to let me have the day off. Monday night Kelly and I went to our trainer and that is when I found out that Kelly knows everything that Jon was going to do the next day. But she wouldn't unzip her lips and tell me anything. So I went home to finish my homework and went to bed anxious to know what was going to happen the next day. I woke up the next day and Jon tells me to go and get my hair cut and my nails done. So I was able to get Brooke to do my nails at 3:30. And I was lucky I was able to get that appt with her. She is always completely booked! :-) So I went to go and get my hair cut at Supercuts where there was only one girl working. And come to know she was really good friends with My younger brother Garrick. She did a great job on my hair, I love it! I only cut three inches off and it's still long. After I got my hair done, Jon and I went and washed his car, which Jon got the pink and blue wax foam all over him and his clothes. We went to lunch with our good friend Matt and his almost girlfriend Rachael at the Olive Garden. Once lunch was over Jon went home and I went to my nail appt with Brooke. I love my nails! She did a FANTASTIC job! After my nail appt I went and dropped off my homework. While my nail appt and dropping off my homework Jon got his haircut. We went out to lunch to Goodwood, had an amazing dinner, and an amazing raspberry and blackberry cobbler with ice cream. We walked over to Famus Footwear to use my gift cards from work and to get me some new shoes. I was able to get two pairs of shoes. . some work shoes and new workout shoes. Then Jon and I went to Wal-Mart, after Famous Footwear, to get his anniversary present. Which he only picked out and we didn't get. We get home and Kelly and Anthony come over after Kelly gets off of school. Kelly and I were suppose to go to the mall to get my next present, an new outfit. But Kelly didn't get off school and to my house till 8"30 and the mall closes at 9. So instead Kelly and I went to Wal-Mart to get Jon's game that he wanted. I come home, Anthony is leaving and Kelly just drops me off. By this time I thought that the evening was over with, but I guessed wrong. When I walked down the stairs, Jon was at the bottom with a single red rose. Then he turns off all the lights, and there was a pathway of floating lite candles leading to our bedroom. When I reached our bedroom there was a dozen roses on the bed. It was amazing. I couldn't believe how he got this all together in so little time. We got ready for bed to watch a movie. Jon put in the movie that was the first movie we watched together. . . My Big Fat Greek Wedding. We both passed out around 10:30 fromt he busy and amazing day. It was a romantic, fun, exciting, amazing and a most wonderful day. I am going to remember it always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-4876260298509721316?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/4876260298509721316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=4876260298509721316&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4876260298509721316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4876260298509721316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-23rd-our-2-year-anniversary.html' title='September 23rd  our 2 year anniversary!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SNr_1unZTyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/89y_Eo1v6t8/s72-c/Flowers+from+2+year+anniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5809895452995598369</id><published>2008-09-06T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:21:29.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Payson Lake 8-9-08 &amp; 8-10-08</title><content type='html'>I know it's a little late but I was finally able to post this vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, August 7th Jon and I decided to go camping that Saturday and Sunday. We both had wanted to go camping before the summer was over. So we took the chance. Jon borrowed his mom's "Big Blue" truck and packed almost everything that we needed. On the way down to Payson we found out that Big Blue didn't have any air conditioning anymore. Big Blue has been in mom's garage for the last year or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI31RU9G3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/eeVN4TPCVpo/s1600-h/CIMG1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242814304536566642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI31RU9G3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/eeVN4TPCVpo/s320/CIMG1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jon is always sticking out his tongue. This is just on the way up the canyon to Payson Lake. We finally get there and picked our little camp ground.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3opyk5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-t8lz1INh_o/s1600-h/CIMG1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242814087764960658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3opyk5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-t8lz1INh_o/s320/CIMG1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the before we started to put up our new 3-man tent that we had bought six months earlier. lol I was excited to use our tent because it was our own and we didn't have to borrow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3ataELlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cOE-f9L91j0/s1600-h/CIMG1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242813848217726546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3ataELlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cOE-f9L91j0/s320/CIMG1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product!!!! I love it!! I was proud that it didn'e take us three hours to get it up. I only took about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon had a hand air pump for his mom's raft kit in which he used to to blow up our air mattress to put in the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3Nr__MqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/n43Emm9zjcY/s1600-h/CIMG1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242813624501613218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3Nr__MqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/n43Emm9zjcY/s320/CIMG1012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we got it blown up we realized that it took up the entire tent. lol We had to leave our clothes in the truck cause they could not fit in the tent with the air mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3AtA9oRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KHnoA5KMU_A/s1600-h/CIMG1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242813401435840786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI3AtA9oRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KHnoA5KMU_A/s320/CIMG1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we finshed setting up our luxury sleeping area, Jon started to pump up the raft. We wanted to go on the lake and just relax but that didn't happen at all. It came to happen that the bottom of the boat woudl hold any air for that long. On Sunday morning we decide to go and take the raft on the lake to enjoy the morning. We we realized that the bottom of the raft will not hold air but yet water. We got about half way out in the lake when we dicided to go back in. Both mine and Jon's shorts were soaked. We had to change to be comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2zY6K36I/AAAAAAAAAG0/eB1u7TfdvUw/s1600-h/CIMG1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242813172700340130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2zY6K36I/AAAAAAAAAG0/eB1u7TfdvUw/s320/CIMG1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the campsite we had a visiter that loved to come and see us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2lqKS1wI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ky6rkBMFoNc/s1600-h/CIMG1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242812936813205250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2lqKS1wI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ky6rkBMFoNc/s320/CIMG1024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday morning Jon and I had planned a bacon and egg breakfast . . . . but the stove that we had borrowed from my parents was not working. In order to eat something without having to go into town we had Wheat Thins. Jon added his own spice to breakfast with Cheez Wiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2Yh2_pxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xNwQ2bwhWlc/s1600-h/CIMG1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242812711246472978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2Yh2_pxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xNwQ2bwhWlc/s320/CIMG1027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my use of my hand as a table so Jon could make his Wheat Thin &amp;amp; Cheez Wiz sandwiches before we headed off to walk around the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2LlgwkCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CdxBG3B-7Ow/s1600-h/CIMG1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242812488888651810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI2LlgwkCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CdxBG3B-7Ow/s320/CIMG1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved that view of the lake and the smell of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to take this picture cause there was mist rising off the lake just on one side of the lake. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1-gyh2LI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0gX-3pFACwo/s1600-h/CIMG1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242812264282708146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1-gyh2LI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0gX-3pFACwo/s320/CIMG1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my favorite view from Payson Lake. I have been coming here for years with my family and this was always my favorite.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1xH0hIvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/wIuHEKdp6G8/s1600-h/CIMG1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242812034241864434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1xH0hIvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/wIuHEKdp6G8/s320/CIMG1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another view of from the lake.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1jhyhiPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/feD4znxJe2k/s1600-h/CIMG1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242811800694655218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1jhyhiPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/feD4znxJe2k/s320/CIMG1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have almost walked entirely around the lake. There were Chickmunks everywhere. It was a PERFECT day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1VraufAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JusdN29NivU/s1600-h/CIMG1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242811562761026562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1VraufAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JusdN29NivU/s320/CIMG1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the smallest chickmunk we had seen around the lake.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1J7KIlEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MToSwtCr_EQ/s1600-h/CIMG1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242811360827970626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI1J7KIlEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MToSwtCr_EQ/s320/CIMG1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI07EVxNMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vWiA_kzNZ0k/s1600-h/CIMG1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242811105594651842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI07EVxNMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vWiA_kzNZ0k/s320/CIMG1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way back down the canyon, on our way home, Jon just loved the sky so he had to take a picture of how blue it is. You cannot see that in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242810883355606802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI0uIb2fxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JgfCbxfcKo4/s320/CIMG1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey look a picture with me in it. Finally I was thinking that I wasn't even at the vacation. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Cows says moooooooooooo.. . . . I thought it was weird on how many cows they let roam next to the road.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI0iI11sqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ms_zDpDiw-w/s1600-h/CIMG1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242810677306176162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI0iI11sqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ms_zDpDiw-w/s320/CIMG1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one branch that was hanging over the road that had a huge spider web wrapped around it. It was unreal. The spider must have been huge to make that big of a web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI0ZIoFobI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0c7Ovfiu85E/s1600-h/CIMG1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242810522629677490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI0ZIoFobI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0c7Ovfiu85E/s320/CIMG1058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI0NsCnvJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/X2pCP0NycMw/s1600-h/CIMG1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242810325977775250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI0NsCnvJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/X2pCP0NycMw/s320/CIMG1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was one place in the canyone where the trees had grown over the road but with all the cars, trucks and trailers the trees made a sort of covering. It is pretty cool you can't really see it in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIz-5fL5zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_WgQW0M1208/s1600-h/CIMG1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242810071889209138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIz-5fL5zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_WgQW0M1208/s320/CIMG1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIzwwwqgTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8-PtfWIe8rM/s1600-h/CIMG1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242809829028430130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIzwwwqgTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8-PtfWIe8rM/s320/CIMG1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jon and I were walking arounf the lake and the campsites I started to take pictures of the flowers around there. I love wildflowers. It was a nice time to get away from work and the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIzluV9w6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/6ws2uaI63jY/s1600-h/CIMG1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242809639401014178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIzluV9w6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/6ws2uaI63jY/s320/CIMG1037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIzO48em8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/uxsxyBXKY60/s1600-h/CIMG1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242809247109913538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIzO48em8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/uxsxyBXKY60/s320/CIMG1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242809107443911810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIzGwpgjII/AAAAAAAAAEc/Bks7TmJ9ZPM/s320/CIMG1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favorite flower out of them all. Sunflowers are amazing and beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIy8ThGbnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qsmRpTrcdnU/s1600-h/CIMG1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242808927825325682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMIy8ThGbnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qsmRpTrcdnU/s320/CIMG1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5809895452995598369?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5809895452995598369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5809895452995598369&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5809895452995598369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5809895452995598369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/09/payson-lake-8-9-08-8-10-08.html' title='Payson Lake 8-9-08 &amp; 8-10-08'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SMI31RU9G3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/eeVN4TPCVpo/s72-c/CIMG1008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-7756483245433716573</id><published>2008-08-21T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:44:34.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TWILIGHT MOVIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;The Twilight movie has moved up their movie release date to &lt;strong&gt;Novemeber 21, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;!:)&lt;embed name="countdown" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://twilightguide.com/tg/countdowns/show.swf?clickURL=http://twilightguide.com/&amp;amp;clickLABEL=Twilight Countdowns&amp;amp;flashLABEL=Twilight Guide&amp;amp;skin=http://twilightguide.com/tg/countdowns/skins/40.jpg&amp;amp;text=Twilight%20%3A%20The%20Movie%0D&amp;amp;untilColor=16711680&amp;amp;textColor=26112&amp;amp;datesColor=16777215&amp;amp;year=2008&amp;amp;month=10&amp;amp;day=21&amp;amp;hour=0&amp;amp;minute=0&amp;amp;second=1&amp;amp;x=6&amp;amp;y=77" width="300" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightguide.com/"&gt;Twilight Countdowns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-7756483245433716573?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/7756483245433716573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=7756483245433716573&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7756483245433716573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7756483245433716573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight-movie.html' title='THE TWILIGHT MOVIE!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-4016980667787680529</id><published>2008-08-15T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:48:19.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breaking Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE FINISHED!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed every word of the book! I am sad that the story will not be continued but I am excited for Midnight Sun Edward's story. I noticed that I have laughed more in this book than the first three which makes the sadness of the story not continuing more barable. I would have to say that The Twilight Saga is best love story out there today and that ever will be. I am not going to give away anything regarding the book cause I don't want to give away anything to those who have not read it. Now we get to wait for the Midnight Sun (which I believe comes out in November) , the movie (Decemeber 12th!) and The Twilight Saga Guide (December 30th). If you have not read it yet, you should! It is full of surprises and excitement. :) If you don't know already here is the link to the first chapter of Midnight Sun Edward's Story, enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/pdf/midnightsun_chapter1.pdf"&gt;http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/pdf/midnightsun_chapter1.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-4016980667787680529?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/4016980667787680529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=4016980667787680529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4016980667787680529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4016980667787680529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn_15.html' title='The Breaking Dawn'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6756579565233057153</id><published>2008-08-07T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:15:08.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breaking Dawn continued. . . . . again</title><content type='html'>I only have 70 pages left in The Chronicles of Narnia. In which I will be able to finally read The Breaking Dawn and talk to everyone about what happened. YAY!!! So if I don't answer my phone or if you don't hear from me this up coming weekend . . . . I am enjoying my book of my favorite vampire gentleman. Go Edward!!!  I &lt;3 Edward Anthony Cullen!!  Wish me luck on my fantasy voyage to Forks, Washington. :) See you when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-6756579565233057153?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6756579565233057153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6756579565233057153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6756579565233057153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6756579565233057153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn-continued-again.html' title='The Breaking Dawn continued. . . . . again'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-6928842942455588574</id><published>2008-08-05T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:12:45.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breaking Dawn continued. . . . .</title><content type='html'>Jon and I have came to a agreement. . . . . he is going to let me read my 4th book of the Twlight series once I have finished my book that I am currently reading now (The Chronicles of Narnia). So I am reading every chance I get. Trying to get it read by this Friday so I can have the entire weekend to read The Breaking Dawn.  I can't wait! All of my friends are reading or have finished reading it and we are all dying to talk to each other about what is going on in the book. Don't worry I will have it read soon.  . . . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-6928842942455588574?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/6928842942455588574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=6928842942455588574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6928842942455588574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/6928842942455588574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn-continued.html' title='The Breaking Dawn continued. . . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-4676904351509957388</id><published>2008-08-03T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:33:47.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breaking Dawn</title><content type='html'>Saturday August 2, 2008 The Breaking Dawn was released.  So Jon decided to buy my all 4 hardback books of the Twlight series today right in front of me (how rude huh? lol ). BUT he won't let me have the books till our anniversary September 23. That is Two months from now!! I still have to finish the Chronicles of Narnia and Jon says I have to a least finish it before I can read the 4th book.  I can't wait to get my hands on it. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-4676904351509957388?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/4676904351509957388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=4676904351509957388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4676904351509957388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/4676904351509957388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn.html' title='The Breaking Dawn'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-7782426647740757669</id><published>2008-07-31T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:49:06.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't I just read?</title><content type='html'>So this pass week I have came to the conclusion no matter how hard you try to relax and enjoy a good book , it's not going to happen.  Everytime so far this week I have been trying to read my book Chronicles of Narnia, something comes up. Either we are house sitting which includes watering plants, playing and feeding the dogs and cats and cleaning. Or bachelor party goes all wrong (meaning that it doesn't even happen) and we decide to go to a movie instead. Or my car breaks down while I am at the DLD at 6:00 in the morning. I don't regret being busy with life. But hopefully sometime this weekend I will be able to finish my book, so by Monday I can have the fourth Twlight book ("The Breaking Dawn") in my hands. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-7782426647740757669?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/7782426647740757669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=7782426647740757669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7782426647740757669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7782426647740757669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/07/cant-i-just-read.html' title='Can&apos;t I just read?'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-171178247242577497</id><published>2008-07-25T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:47:48.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ride to Moab on July 4th. . . .</title><content type='html'>Well I said that I would put this story up....&lt;br /&gt;On the way down to Moab we drove thru Helper (which they are doing construction on the highway right now).  We were just coming out of the construction zone when Jon was caught speeding. Jon didn't know what the speed limit was for the construction zone.  So we were laughing while the lady officer was back at her car writing up the speeding ticket. Then she came back and asked if the car was Jon's. We told that that it is just under my name but it is our car.  So she went back and then she came back and said "Marissa will you please step out of the car" Jon turned to me and we were both stunted on why she wanted me to get out of the car. Then she said "We have a warrant out for your arrest". So scared, surprised and worried I open the door and hit the officer that was on the other side of the car.  I didn't even know that he was there. oops! LOL  So I get my flip flops on and step out of the car. Then they ask me if I remembered getting a ticket sometime in November of 2007. I didn't remember it, but after I was able to relax and think about. It was around the time Garrick was having brain surgery and I had forgotten about the ticket. The ticket was only for no registration and no proof of insuance.  But they had to handcuff me and take me in. lol  I was scared at first till they told me that I will be in and out. They wanted to get me in and out because there female side of the jail was overflowing. Which was a surprise to me cause it was such a small town.  The lady officer was nice about it.  She has to take me in and do the paper work for me. While she was doing that Jon had to go to the atm and withdraw $440 to bail me out. lol  Yes I had my picture taken and finger printed.  While we were waiting for the front desk to bring down the reciept of Jon paying cash to get me out. . .  the lady officier came out and gave me my BOOKED paperwork. While she was walking down she was eating a donut. I said to her "hey you, no eating on the job" she said "what do you expect, it's a donut!" I said "oh I forgot it comes with the outfit" She couldn't stop laughing walking back. lol &lt;br /&gt;It was a gruling 30 minutes in jail. And all I had to do was to take off my flipflops. lol When I walked out of the jail to the car, Jon locked the doors rolled down the window and said "Are you going cause any more trouble little lady" I laughed and he let me in. We laughed the rest of the way down to Moab and I also found out that Jon called his entire family and texted our friends on what happened.  It was an experience that I never want to go thru again but yet glad that it didn't get any worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-171178247242577497?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/171178247242577497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=171178247242577497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/171178247242577497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/171178247242577497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-ride-to-moab-on-july-4th.html' title='My Ride to Moab on July 4th. . . .'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-941585391718699064</id><published>2008-07-17T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T15:53:58.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July weekend</title><content type='html'>The 4th of July was a GREAT 3 day weekend for me.  Unfortunely Jon worked the day of the 4th. Only because he get double time and a half for working. So I went with my parents to good old Delta for the parade in the morning.  If you ever want to go to a good parade go to Delta's. With other parades I have been too, Delta's throws a lot more stuff to the crowd. They don't just throw candy. They throw Otter Pops, books, toys, treats for dogs and sometimes they hand out ice cream! It was the first Delta parade my niece Arcadia as been too. So with the help of me, Kylee and Trevor we thought her how to collect the candy.   After the parade we went over to Gammy's and Lug's house to have lunch.  Sloppy joe's, fruit salad (one of my favorites), potatoe salad (Home-made by Gammy, in return everyone fights over the last bit of it), olives, and potatoe chips were on the menu. We stayed and had are good ole' ice cream afte lunch, then we all head home in time to do stuff with the other sides of the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jon got off work we headed down to Moab for his family reunion.  There is a extra story to this which will be in the the post above this. lol  But anyways. Jon and I arrive in Moab just in time for the fireworks. They were awesome. Jon's cousion Mel Atwood bought a lot of fireworks to set off and SPARKLERS (my favorite)!  Saturday came, and we all woke up early to help clean up Grandma's (Jon's mom's mom) house and yard.  The day before Jon and I got there they had cut down some branches on one of the trees. Come to find out they accidently cut down a Woodpeckers home.  It was just a young woodpecker, but it was extremely scared.  It kept flying over to us and either standing on someones shoulder or handing right off their shirt.  In attempt to get the bird to a tree to give it a new home, it kept flying back to hang on someone else.  Jon tried himself to get the bird to like a new tree. But the first didn't work and it came right back and hung on Jon's shirt. Jon was getting a little sick of it, for he wanted to get the work done so we all could play. So instead of him taking it to a tree next door, he walked it to the park and put the bird on one of the trees in the park. That was the last time anyone saw the Woodpecker.&lt;br /&gt;Once we got all the work done we all went in and had lunch and gathered around the player piano (which was the first piece of furniture Grandma and Grandpa bought) and sang songs.  We did a lot that night. . . . we played cards, painted  a wood calendar for grandma's birthday (which is the 4th of July) and we play some hard core baseball.   After all the fun we all gathered in the family room and sang more songs with the player piano and shared great memories that we had with Grandma. It was a fun time and a great memorie that will last.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning Jon and I went home early for we had a lot of laundry to do. Moab dirt is hard to get out of anything. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-941585391718699064?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/941585391718699064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=941585391718699064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/941585391718699064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/941585391718699064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July weekend'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-5824181607403159764</id><published>2008-07-16T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:08:23.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vegas Results!</title><content type='html'>Well I know it has been a little while but here are the results from our vegas trip. We had a great time. We left at 4:00 AM. The boys drank those 5-hour energy shots to help them stay all night and drive to Vegas. We arrived in Vegas 9:00 am (Vegas time). We went to Denny's for breakfast. Then we all were all so tired that we went to see if they would let us into our rooms early. They were able to let us in to one on them. We all slept till 4:00 pm. Then we got ready and went and walked the strip for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first went into MGM and say the kittys (lions).  Were you can walk uder them they were sleeping right above us.  I am too short to be able to touch them . :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PlqGcloI/AAAAAAAAADE/C-hZOxboTGw/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223629757427259010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PlqGcloI/AAAAAAAAADE/C-hZOxboTGw/s320/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PflDV7OI/AAAAAAAAAC8/woW80Sl80jk/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223629652992847074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PflDV7OI/AAAAAAAAAC8/woW80Sl80jk/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Anthony's hand trying to touch the lion. Even though you can just feel the glass. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PZQ6n0dI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DruFtk01qI4/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223629544508346834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PZQ6n0dI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DruFtk01qI4/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to stop by the M&amp;amp;M factory. That is where we all got new sunglasses and saw the M&amp;amp;M movie "I lost my my M in Vegas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PHcReGHI/AAAAAAAAACs/4girfm1cylc/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223629238319323250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PHcReGHI/AAAAAAAAACs/4girfm1cylc/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4O98OgbgI/AAAAAAAAACk/YO3NQ-Acazk/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223629075098136066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4O98OgbgI/AAAAAAAAACk/YO3NQ-Acazk/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jon is trying out for the Captain pose off. j/k.  But I think he would win! Kelly kind of looks like she is trying to grab something. lol That frame thing is right before the movie we saw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 8:30 we had tickets for Tourament of the Kings dinner show. We had so much fun at that show. We had front row seats and we were on the evil side. If you have not been to one of these shows, you should go.  They have you on different sides. We were on the Dragon's side.  We all lost our voices. And the announcer came around right before the show and talked to us. He called Anthony a "boy band wannabe".  It was really one of the best times of my life going to that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4O1NcRPLI/AAAAAAAAACc/wol-hks75vU/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628925100440754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4O1NcRPLI/AAAAAAAAACc/wol-hks75vU/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All four of us right before the show started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OujuRxlI/AAAAAAAAACU/EuttEX3kBIM/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628810822469202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OujuRxlI/AAAAAAAAACU/EuttEX3kBIM/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         After the show the "Dragon" came out with his beautiful horse.  I can't remember what kind of horse he was, but his coat was amazingly soft and a beautiful black. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second night we had gotten tickets to the Stomp Out Loud show. All of us went shopping the day of and got new outfits for the show.  I loved the dress I got. It was on sale! And I got new shoes too.  Kelly's dress was the first dress she tired on and I believe that it was on sale also! We all got dressed up and pretty. It felt nice to pamper ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4Ojo5BxuI/AAAAAAAAACM/UKfrLevfVPs/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628623231174370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4Ojo5BxuI/AAAAAAAAACM/UKfrLevfVPs/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Jon and I asking what is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OdQlDijI/AAAAAAAAACE/_16d9NxAetk/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628513625737778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OdQlDijI/AAAAAAAAACE/_16d9NxAetk/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       One of the guys from the show. He has a HUGE mouth.  The show was so funny. We all couldn't stop laughing and the music was amazing. There was not that much talking in the entire show. I am not going to give all the comedy secerts just in case you go and see it.  We were really happy that we chose this show to see out of all the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OW3fezZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/LzHlH8FPFWs/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628403812257170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OW3fezZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/LzHlH8FPFWs/s200/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        Kelly and I had to get a picture with the guy. He was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OO6ISz3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/iYMnfKB3StU/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628267081355122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OO6ISz3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/iYMnfKB3StU/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        We were so amazed with how HUGE his mouth was we had to compare Anthony's and his. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            Who's do you think is bigger??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OBjgh_HI/AAAAAAAAABs/yafn_cyTCz0/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223628037670698098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4OBjgh_HI/AAAAAAAAABs/yafn_cyTCz0/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Kelly and I loved getting dressed up we couldn't not take a picture of us and oue hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4NiO236vI/AAAAAAAAABc/sxN7UYZknqk/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223627499551320818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4NiO236vI/AAAAAAAAABc/sxN7UYZknqk/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      My hunny bunny looked so handsome that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4NYr0F0oI/AAAAAAAAABU/ENR9xFeNb3g/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223627335525585538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4NYr0F0oI/AAAAAAAAABU/ENR9xFeNb3g/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4NCMVAxYI/AAAAAAAAABE/tIaZnJIaCEM/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223626949116609922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4NCMVAxYI/AAAAAAAAABE/tIaZnJIaCEM/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had to put this one on cause I took that picture! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show we went to dinner at Camelot the steakhouse inside of the hotel Excalibur (the hotel we stayed in).  It was a really good dinner! We were going home the next day, but we decide to pack up and leave later in the day. We didn't leave till 5:00 Sunday night. And we all had work the next morning. lol We had a great time and we are going to do it again. After we save up the money again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-5824181607403159764?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/5824181607403159764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=5824181607403159764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5824181607403159764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/5824181607403159764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/07/vegas-results.html' title='The Vegas Results!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SH4PlqGcloI/AAAAAAAAADE/C-hZOxboTGw/s72-c/097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-7621567814369476682</id><published>2008-06-06T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:31:46.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for some fun!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Today is the day Jon, Kelly, Anthony and I are leaving for are weekend get away to Las Vegas, NV. I am extremely excited. For one this is the first vacation I am going on with Jon without having to share a room with other family!!! :) We planned to go to Toxic Audio and the Tourment of the Kings Friday night, but half of it was shattered when we found out on Wednesday that Toxic Audio's show was cancelled for that night. But we still have to dinner to go to. Tourment of the KIngs I am more anxious to see than anything else we planned. The description of the dinner/show is that you have to eat only with your hands and you are on a team and you have to do some stuff for your team. On Saturday, that is the day Kelly and I are going to get ourselves pampered!! We are going to go and get a massage and then shopping for some clothes for the show that night. We also are going to layout then too. YAY! for our new swimsuits we got! But anyways. . . . Saturday's night show is stomp out loud. This one is going to be Great!! we have second row seats and can't wait to seee them live. Sunday we are going to sleep in and enjoy slowly going home. Do a little more shopping then head home so we can wake up the next morning to go to work. :) Kelly and I are going to be taking a lot pictures so I will psot them when I get back. Well let the fun BEGIN!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-7621567814369476682?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/7621567814369476682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=7621567814369476682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7621567814369476682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7621567814369476682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/06/ready-for-some-fun.html' title='Ready for some fun!!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4180625629941147641.post-7649005600654953722</id><published>2008-05-22T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:00:22.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is new to me!!</title><content type='html'>So Jodi showed me her blog and I thought that it would be fun. Plus I can keep in touch with family who doesn't like the myspace, facebook or bebo. I am setting this up at work so I can't write anything that long. But I will finish up hopefully this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4180625629941147641-7649005600654953722?l=marissalee-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/7649005600654953722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4180625629941147641&amp;postID=7649005600654953722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7649005600654953722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4180625629941147641/posts/default/7649005600654953722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marissalee-mo.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-new-to-me.html' title='This is new to me!!'/><author><name>Jon &amp;amp; Marissa Whitehorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109797554837536244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HvC7SKgUt2g/SThMy0YfMXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SWtFYxv4M7s/S220/01__12_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
