<?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-8838679110715063023</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:09:14.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betsy and Brian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-5224927228751282712</id><published>2010-05-13T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:55:33.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a long time since I posted anything at all.  Here are some pictures of the girls from the last few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls have decided that they only want to eat what they can feed themselves.  Here they are enjoying some cheerios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xQAJrg21I/AAAAAAAAAPw/SQwB0YPwoq4/s1600/DSCN0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xQAJrg21I/AAAAAAAAAPw/SQwB0YPwoq4/s320/DSCN0851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470835610876959570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle was very sick with a bad ear infection (she had a fever for 5 days) and only wanted Mom,  so Savannah got to spend a lot of time with Dad.  Here they are on their way to church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xP_l5_WiI/AAAAAAAAAPo/IydJ0GQRvBw/s1600/DSCN0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xP_l5_WiI/AAAAAAAAAPo/IydJ0GQRvBw/s320/DSCN0855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470835601274001954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle finally fell asleep without crying for Mom to hold her.  I decided not to move her, she slept for about an hour.  It was a nice break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xP-_nAuJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kuCBKDYqTLw/s1600/DSCN0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xQ-7x_UXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/0H_ZMIx3tAc/s1600/DSCN0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xQ-7x_UXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/0H_ZMIx3tAc/s320/DSCN0856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470836689477783922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xP-_nAuJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kuCBKDYqTLw/s1600/DSCN0849.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah was a trooper through Belle's sickness.  She mostly just rolled/crawled on the floor and played while Mom held Belle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xP-_nAuJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kuCBKDYqTLw/s1600/DSCN0849.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xP-_nAuJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kuCBKDYqTLw/s320/DSCN0849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470835590993852562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easter Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPgN_9YfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Ux07RMsDaoM/s1600/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPgN_9YfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Ux07RMsDaoM/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470835062280643058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPfndijoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ReWU1w7SPLE/s1600/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPfndijoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ReWU1w7SPLE/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470835051935731330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPfIw1VeI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Rt5acUewnpM/s1600/DSCN0856.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All dressed up to go visit with cousins in Logan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPenWZFCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UBtfB0ycHrQ/s1600/DSCN0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPenWZFCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UBtfB0ycHrQ/s320/DSCN0859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470835034725880866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally! We hold our own bottles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPd7H4TUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/C0nOdWeb8V8/s1600/DSCN0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xPd7H4TUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/C0nOdWeb8V8/s320/DSCN0861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470835022853852482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first trip to the zoo!  We didn't really know what to look for but it was fun to be outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN6LpVO7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/QEcZYubXJWA/s1600/DSCN0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN6LpVO7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/QEcZYubXJWA/s320/DSCN0866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470833309302209458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the zoo with some of our cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN5osdx1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/ncCQ-He5eNQ/s1600/DSCN0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN5osdx1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/ncCQ-He5eNQ/s320/DSCN0869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470833299920111442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the tulip festival.  It had just hailed so a lot of the flowers were ruined--but it was still beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN4KWmcTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZHqhIQX2PgE/s1600/DSCN0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN4KWmcTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZHqhIQX2PgE/s320/DSCN0877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470833274595471666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still get sleepy while we eat and sometimes we just have to take a little nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN3j-yrUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FhHMP2GxkB8/s1600/DSCN0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN3j-yrUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FhHMP2GxkB8/s1600/DSCN0884.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xN3j-yrUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FhHMP2GxkB8/s320/DSCN0884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470833264295062850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just love raspberries! One more please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNO8oC0nI/AAAAAAAAAOA/k6-nF5pkkj0/s1600/DSCN0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNO8oC0nI/AAAAAAAAAOA/k6-nF5pkkj0/s320/DSCN0893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470832566535901810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11 months old/Mother's Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNOhO5GiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/55-0UN6cREs/s1600/DSCN0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNOhO5GiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/55-0UN6cREs/s320/DSCN0908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470832559182649890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNN91F7EI/AAAAAAAAANw/DB8kHOXL02E/s1600/DSCN0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNN91F7EI/AAAAAAAAANw/DB8kHOXL02E/s320/DSCN0910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470832549679197250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Savannah's favorite place to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNNeyn0ZI/AAAAAAAAANo/ClkXr6MoySE/s1600/DSCN0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xNNeyn0ZI/AAAAAAAAANo/ClkXr6MoySE/s320/DSCN0914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470832541347336594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle thinks its pretty fun too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMiEWs6aI/AAAAAAAAANg/5J1irhhSJhg/s1600/DSCN0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMiEWs6aI/AAAAAAAAANg/5J1irhhSJhg/s320/DSCN0916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470831795516533154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Savannah!  She got her first ear infections.  After having Mom hold her all night and then throwing up all of herself (and Mom) she finally fell asleep on Mom and Dad's bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMhrhGRwI/AAAAAAAAANY/EhZ-Gg2dXME/s1600/DSCN0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMhrhGRwI/AAAAAAAAANY/EhZ-Gg2dXME/s320/DSCN0917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470831788849252098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was taking care of Savannah, Isabelle somehow managed to crawl into the laundry basket.  I don't know how she did it without making any noise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMhGN3_sI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kMoOl-JBRgQ/s1600/DSCN0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMhGN3_sI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kMoOl-JBRgQ/s320/DSCN0918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470831778836512450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a nap and some Motrin someone was feeling well enough to play with her favorite "toy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMgm6ghXI/AAAAAAAAANI/04uCCRVe3iw/s1600/DSCN0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMgm6ghXI/AAAAAAAAANI/04uCCRVe3iw/s320/DSCN0921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470831770433783154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oops! I forgot to rotate this one.  Savannah is enjoying a chariot ride in her favorite "toy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMf29oHRI/AAAAAAAAANA/gPyoTJqYLkw/s1600/DSCN0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xMf29oHRI/AAAAAAAAANA/gPyoTJqYLkw/s320/DSCN0924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470831757561961746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-5224927228751282712?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/5224927228751282712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=5224927228751282712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/5224927228751282712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/5224927228751282712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-long-time-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S-xQAJrg21I/AAAAAAAAAPw/SQwB0YPwoq4/s72-c/DSCN0851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-7682602286141705762</id><published>2010-02-14T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:57:25.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day-Love Savannah &amp; Isabelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S3ip_HcADYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KyNw3PwXvys/s1600-h/T883-LTTT0883110278TAR-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S3ip_HcADYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KyNw3PwXvys/s400/T883-LTTT0883110278TAR-23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438283451843218818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8838679110715063023-7682602286141705762?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/7682602286141705762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=7682602286141705762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/7682602286141705762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/7682602286141705762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-love-savannah.html' title='Happy Valentines Day-Love Savannah &amp; Isabelle'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S3ip_HcADYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KyNw3PwXvys/s72-c/T883-LTTT0883110278TAR-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-844568849803130745</id><published>2010-01-15T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:20:08.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you asked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Many of you have asked for some updated pics of the girls. They have been very busy learning all sorts of things in the last few months. They have gotten really good at eating. I think oatmeal and bananas is their favorite meal. They have mastered rolling and now I have to keep a close eye on them to make sure they don't get too close to the stairs. They are experts at sitting up on their own and they love it when you help them stand and walk. They both have their two bottom teeth. They also took there very first trip on an airplane in December. I can't believe how fast they are growing! It seems they will be one before I know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eating can be so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhausting&lt;/span&gt; that you sometimes have to just stop right in the middle and take a nap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DK9FA3hJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rNsEti3yt0Q/s1600-h/DSCN0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DK9FA3hJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rNsEti3yt0Q/s320/DSCN0689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060701648094354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DK8vIVu2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/B5tiCo6fZHE/s1600-h/DSCN0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DK8vIVu2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/B5tiCo6fZHE/s320/DSCN0725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060695773854562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Savannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bananas are just so Yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKp06mtsI/AAAAAAAAALw/9trx_JeSrFE/s1600-h/DSCN0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKp06mtsI/AAAAAAAAALw/9trx_JeSrFE/s320/DSCN0766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060370909345474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Toes are pretty good too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKpbdjnzI/AAAAAAAAALo/XHQBrOi6KUg/s1600-h/DSCN0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKpbdjnzI/AAAAAAAAALo/XHQBrOi6KUg/s320/DSCN0748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060364076621618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Savannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKo3D2EmI/AAAAAAAAALg/Gw0lxqJ5QeY/s1600-h/DSCN0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKo3D2EmI/AAAAAAAAALg/Gw0lxqJ5QeY/s320/DSCN0727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060354305102434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;At the airport just about to get on an airplane for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKocZW_mI/AAAAAAAAALY/4ttXdK6QEf8/s1600-h/DSCN0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKocZW_mI/AAAAAAAAALY/4ttXdK6QEf8/s320/DSCN0729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060347147583074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We loved our visit with Great Grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKn-6VJjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uiMHO9Elzlg/s1600-h/DSCN0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKn-6VJjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uiMHO9Elzlg/s320/DSCN0739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060339232810546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why sleep in the pack-n-play at the hotel when you can sleep in mom &amp;amp; dad's bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKMQobwjI/AAAAAAAAALI/ewCAER5_osw/s1600-h/DSCN0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKMQobwjI/AAAAAAAAALI/ewCAER5_osw/s320/DSCN0742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059862953247282" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Baby's First Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKLy6kTtI/AAAAAAAAALA/1GmS04P1bGY/s1600-h/DSCN0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKLy6kTtI/AAAAAAAAALA/1GmS04P1bGY/s320/DSCN0711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059854976241362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKLaZWU1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XEeGB3shp2Q/s1600-h/DSCN0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKLaZWU1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XEeGB3shp2Q/s320/DSCN0717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059848394462034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKK2ecz-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/KjvHAFEmF78/s1600-h/DSCN0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKK2ecz-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/KjvHAFEmF78/s320/DSCN0718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059838752182242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Savannah&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look at us sitting up!  Play time just got SO MUCH BETTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKKYwzJ5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/FOg7-CE1WXA/s1600-h/DSCN0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/S1DKKYwzJ5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/FOg7-CE1WXA/s320/DSCN0783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059830776080274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-844568849803130745?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-1515638129523869957</id><published>2009-10-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:05:35.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Pictures from the last 4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls slept for 6 hours and 50 min. last night! I might survive motherhood after all. Here are a few pictures from the last few months.  It has gone by so fast--it all seems like a blur.  I love being a mother, despite being tired all the time.  Thankfully, I have had a lot of help from family and my visiting teacher. There have been very few days when someone has not been able to help me out for at least an hour or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brian is such a good dad!  He helps as much as he can when he's home and he helps me during the nights on Fridays and Saturdays. He also gives the girls their baths and cuts their nails (I am too afraid that I'll make them bleed).  He can also get them to talk and laugh a lot more than I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IumNIYXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RohyhkO4Ekg/s1600-h/DSCN0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IumNIYXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RohyhkO4Ekg/s320/DSCN0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255400631689586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle &amp;amp; Savanna--1 week old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IuJURRhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zSSSWx5v1CA/s1600-h/DSCN0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IuJURRhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/zSSSWx5v1CA/s320/DSCN0319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255392877004306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle &amp;amp; Savannah--3 weeks old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4Itp9tn1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7a7oZQZRSig/s1600-h/DSCN0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4Itp9tn1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7a7oZQZRSig/s320/DSCN0334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255384460894034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah &amp;amp; Belle--3weeks old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IZb5igqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/e0Pf0DFYqdc/s1600-h/DSCN0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IZb5igqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/e0Pf0DFYqdc/s320/DSCN0394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255037087908514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle--5 weeks old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IY1s0gKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PslaSEe7h1o/s1600-h/DSCN0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IY1s0gKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PslaSEe7h1o/s320/DSCN0395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255026834014370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah--5 weeks old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IYWpo8YI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fVa4Us7tbAM/s1600-h/DSCN0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IYWpo8YI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fVa4Us7tbAM/s320/DSCN0398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255018499174786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle &amp;amp; Savannah--6 weeks old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IX6C4mVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GKT5-mTHcAA/s1600-h/DSCN0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IX6C4mVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GKT5-mTHcAA/s320/DSCN0422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255010820430162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle on her Blessing Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IXVCo82I/AAAAAAAAAJc/WTbWzA7ZsYc/s1600-h/DSCN0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IXVCo82I/AAAAAAAAAJc/WTbWzA7ZsYc/s320/DSCN0429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390255000887292770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah &amp;amp; Isabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4Hw9JezjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/RB5jBuDTMTE/s1600-h/DSCN0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4Hw9JezjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/RB5jBuDTMTE/s320/DSCN0432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390254341638508082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah on her blessing day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HwepjlII/AAAAAAAAAJM/sqKnxJW_Ggc/s1600-h/DSCN0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HwepjlII/AAAAAAAAAJM/sqKnxJW_Ggc/s320/DSCN0484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390254333451539586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belle &amp;amp; Savannah playing in their crib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4Hv7zJRAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_f78gaTbZgA/s1600-h/501160384_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4Hv7zJRAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_f78gaTbZgA/s320/501160384_09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390254324096517122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Sad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HvkNYldI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QRo47OdYMxA/s1600-h/501160385_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HvkNYldI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QRo47OdYMxA/s320/501160385_27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390254317764122066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Sweet--Isabelle &amp;amp; Savannah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HvUB0r9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/9vLVv5cdzlQ/s1600-h/501160384_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HvUB0r9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/9vLVv5cdzlQ/s320/501160384_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390254313420664786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters--Savannah &amp;amp; Isabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HL7DZr2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/9UalqUGTpwY/s1600-h/DSCN0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HL7DZr2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/9UalqUGTpwY/s320/DSCN0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390253705420975970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah &amp;amp; Isabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HLAlDGtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gmJI-x6tb3Q/s1600-h/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HLAlDGtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gmJI-x6tb3Q/s320/DSCN0553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390253689724410578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah &amp;amp; Isabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HKvm2bTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fsKgq5uKGnA/s1600-h/DSCN0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HKvm2bTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fsKgq5uKGnA/s320/DSCN0557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390253685168565554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with Savannah &amp;amp; Brian with Belle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HKOpZDHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6SDBwCEFMi8/s1600-h/DSCN0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HKOpZDHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6SDBwCEFMi8/s320/DSCN0561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390253676320853106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belle in her little chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HJk2Ii5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/yhU3vdWJfl4/s1600-h/DSCN0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4HJk2Ii5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/yhU3vdWJfl4/s320/DSCN0565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390253665100008338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah, helping me make dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8838679110715063023-1515638129523869957?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/1515638129523869957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=1515638129523869957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/1515638129523869957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/1515638129523869957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-slept-for-6-hours-and-50-min.html' title='A Few Pictures from the last 4 months'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Ss4IumNIYXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RohyhkO4Ekg/s72-c/DSCN0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-8072531278482460921</id><published>2009-06-16T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:16:08.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah and Isabelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Sjhs0-2PF6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/xCrw_qsrSBc/s1600-h/DSCN0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Sjhs0-2PF6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/xCrw_qsrSBc/s320/DSCN0224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348144214981941154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah and Isabelle were born on June 9th.  We love them so much and are very grateful to have such sweet baby girls.  Here are a few pictures from the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrCbCNdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zb5PWtUFDoI/s1600-h/DSCN0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrCbCNdkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zb5PWtUFDoI/s320/DSCN0267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348142246863402562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrDHv_sRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5BiH-l4H3wA/s1600-h/DSCN0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrDHv_sRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5BiH-l4H3wA/s320/DSCN0275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348142258866598162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrDQevHQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ql67-qBvF7M/s1600-h/DSCN0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrDQevHQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ql67-qBvF7M/s320/DSCN0279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348142261210127618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrC1Y-PAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/rvcRwjsTLoo/s1600-h/DSCN0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhrC1Y-PAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/rvcRwjsTLoo/s320/DSCN0282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348142253938195458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhtnRcaWOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mDOQ1F6FSzo/s1600-h/DSCN0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SjhtnRcaWOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mDOQ1F6FSzo/s320/DSCN0289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348145078967359714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to go home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-8072531278482460921?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/8072531278482460921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=8072531278482460921' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8072531278482460921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8072531278482460921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2009/06/savannah-and-isabelle.html' title='Savannah and Isabelle'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/Sjhs0-2PF6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/xCrw_qsrSBc/s72-c/DSCN0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-75508209842100930</id><published>2009-05-15T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:00:07.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Facebook account has been hacked!</title><content type='html'>For all of you who are friends of mine on Facebook, you probably got a strange email request from my facebook account.  I DID NOT SEND IT!  It appears someone has hacked into my facebook and hotmail account and changed my password so I can't get on them.  I am trying to get everything restored and then of course I will change it all.  Brian and I are fine.  Other than being tired all the time, the pregnancy is going really well.  The babies are very healthy and so far they show no signs of wanting to come too early.  And, we are not in any financial trouble at all (thank goodness).  Hopefully, whoever hacked my accounts won't be able to get too much info about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-75508209842100930?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/75508209842100930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=75508209842100930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/75508209842100930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/75508209842100930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-facebook-account-has-been-hacked.html' title='My Facebook account has been hacked!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-8123838036655966237</id><published>2009-01-30T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:21:31.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring January</title><content type='html'>It seems like everyone has slowed down on the blogging front.  I was never very good at it—but it seems like there isn’t much to write about.  It is cold here in Utah and that is depressing to me.  I can’t wait for it to be spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far everything seems to be going ok with our babies.  At our last ultra-sound they told us they were pretty sure they are girls.  I was just a few days short of 16 weeks so they could have made a mistake.  I hope they didn’t.  I have always wanted both boys and girls--but ever since they told me they were girls I have named them and picked out all sorts of pink things for them. I have also planned out a very pink nursery and I kind of have my heart set on it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I started to worry about my babies.  I was worried that maybe they weren’t girls and then I was wondering what I would name them if they weren’t.  I don’t have a single boy's name picked out that I really love (except for names that my family has already used.)  Then I began to worry about baby B.  At our last ultra-sound they found a cyst on her brain.  I wasn’t worried at the time.  One of my sister’s babies’s had one and it went away.  Our doctor told us not to worry—that it was really rare for it to be anything significant.  But last night I just started to worry that maybe this was one of the rare cases.  I am really grateful that I go to the doctor every two weeks.  I don’t know how people who don’t can stand it.  It calms me down so much to see them on the ultra-sound.  Last time it was fun to watch them suck their thumbs and move around.  They are very active babies.  I keep telling them they have to wait until June to come—they can’t come any earlier than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also become very discontent with my job lately.  I have been working at the same community for almost 5 years and I used to love it.  Ever since my old management company sold us I have been unhappy.  For a while it was ok, but it seems like everyday I am told to do something that is either a complete waste of time or unethical.  So far I have been able to skirt around doing the things I feel are unethical but I don’t think I will be able to get around it much longer.  If I wasn’t expecting I would go find another job.  Right now Brian and I are trying to get insurance through his job so I can quit.  I can’t wait until that day comes!  Hopefully, everything will be taken care of by the end of February and then I can get my house ready for the babies (before I get too big to do anything).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-8123838036655966237?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/8123838036655966237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=8123838036655966237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8123838036655966237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8123838036655966237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2009/01/boring-january.html' title='Boring January'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-1805036668436104925</id><published>2009-01-12T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:21:33.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mele Kalikimaka-a little late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu-LoxPVhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5XMsvT5XfcM/s1600-h/PC210015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu-LoxPVhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5XMsvT5XfcM/s320/PC210015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290531294408562194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brian and I went to Hawaii (the big island) with my brother and his family (and my mom) for Christmas.  We had a wonderful time. It was great to enjoy the warm weather and to get away from all the snow. Our first full day was on Sunday, so we went to church and then went to see the Kona temple.  Other than that we just walked around near our resort.  On Monday we got up early to go swim with the dolphins.  I was so excited--it was the #1 thing I wanted to do while we were there.  However, before we even got off the boat to swim I was losing my breakfast over the side of the boat.  Anyway, I got off the boat for a few minutes but I was so sick that I had to get out.  I spent almost the entire 4 hours either laying down or throwing up.  After that I didn't do anymore "water" activities, except for wading in the water at the beach a little bit.  One day Brian and my brother went on a private kayaking/snorkeling tour and had a great experience.  Anyway, here are a few pics from our awesome vacation.  We hope to go on one more trip before the babies are born--but if we don't this was a great "babymoon."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu93irY32I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ykWVwhAsqlk/s1600-h/PC220043.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu93irY32I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ykWVwhAsqlk/s320/PC220043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290530949176024930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Dolphin Swim (this is what everyone else got to see.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu93PoYfmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/G25_gPmuM5A/s1600-h/DSCN0080.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu93PoYfmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/G25_gPmuM5A/s320/DSCN0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290530944063143522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;South Point--We used the GPS on my mom's iphone to make sure we were literally at the southern most point in the USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu92kDRQYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lsgxUFKUKWQ/s1600-h/PC240066.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu92kDRQYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lsgxUFKUKWQ/s320/PC240066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290530932364755330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some fish that Brian and my brother got to see on their kayaking tour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu91lAeeiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HJtc9g0IXKU/s1600-h/DSCN0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu91lAeeiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HJtc9g0IXKU/s320/DSCN0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290530915441605154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Day--we just explored the island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu91HI07hI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Hw7cUeod4lU/s1600-h/DSCN0082.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu91HI07hI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Hw7cUeod4lU/s320/DSCN0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290530907423567378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom and I enjoying lunch at a vanilla plantation.  All the girls (and my 9 year old nephew) went here while the men kayaked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8nuVzMBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WyhXs4A10R4/s1600-h/DSCN0111.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8nuVzMBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WyhXs4A10R4/s320/DSCN0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290529577917165586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me at Akaka falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8nE0sjXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EX9tMpZjid4/s1600-h/DSCN0112.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8nE0sjXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EX9tMpZjid4/s320/DSCN0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290529566772465010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian at Akaka falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8mdoPJOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TeJ7aWVhikY/s1600-h/DSCN0118.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8mdoPJOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TeJ7aWVhikY/s320/DSCN0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290529556251223266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rainbow falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8mKZQUxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/u0raVaZHw2Q/s1600-h/DSCN0134.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8mKZQUxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/u0raVaZHw2Q/s320/DSCN0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290529551088112402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hapuna Beach,it was rated in the top 10 if best beaches in the USA, and I would have to agree-it was really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8lrzOn5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/uScnGdqXY8s/s1600-h/DSCN0140.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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu8lrzOn5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/uScnGdqXY8s/s320/DSCN0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290529542875553682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know the name of this resort--but Brian humored me and we "snuck" in like we were guest there so I could use their restrooms, instead of having to use the nasty public bathrooms down the beach a little bit.  I made him take a picture because their bathrooms were the nicest public bathrooms I have ever been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-1805036668436104925?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/1805036668436104925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=1805036668436104925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/1805036668436104925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/1805036668436104925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2009/01/mele-kalikimaka-little-late.html' title='Mele Kalikimaka-a little late'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SWu-LoxPVhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5XMsvT5XfcM/s72-c/PC210015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-4772057742974876875</id><published>2008-12-19T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:16:48.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wherefore, my beloved brethren, have miracles ceased because Christ hath ascended into heaven...?  Behold I say unto you, Nay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SUvx2JfeahI/AAAAAAAAACw/zZYjaOacmMk/s1600-h/babies4.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SUvx2JfeahI/AAAAAAAAACw/zZYjaOacmMk/s320/babies4.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281580900585204242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Brian and I found out we are having twins!  We have known for a while that I was pregnant, but we were told at our first ultra-sound that one of the babies wasn't going to make it, and there was some concern about the other one's heart.  At my second ultra-sound we couldn't even see a 2nd baby, but we were happy to know that the other baby's heart was doing fine.  So when we went in today to check on what we thought was just one baby, we were shocked to find that baby # 2 was alive and kicking.  Both babies look great and seem to be healthy and are right on schedule as far as their size goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-4772057742974876875?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/4772057742974876875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=4772057742974876875' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/4772057742974876875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/4772057742974876875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/12/wherefore-my-beloved-brethren-have.html' title='Wherefore, my beloved brethren, have miracles ceased because Christ hath ascended into heaven...?  Behold I say unto you, Nay'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SUvx2JfeahI/AAAAAAAAACw/zZYjaOacmMk/s72-c/babies4.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-2815805916800125740</id><published>2008-11-05T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:12:31.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel like dancing!</title><content type='html'>I am such a boring person that I can never think of anything cute or creative to blog about.  If I were a bolder person I would blog about how I really feel about the disaster that happened yesterday in our country.  (As a conservative, I have very strong opinions on the matter).  At least prop 8 passed in California--several members of my husbands family, especially those who live in California, worked very hard making phone calls and going out in the communities where they live to promote it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto a much lighter note: Brian and I have been home bound in the evenings of late due to me having to have a Inter-muscular shot shot in the rear end every evening.  It is literally a pain in the butt!  Every night after dinner Brian gives me my shot, then I heat the area with a heating pad for 15-20 min.  After that we play Dance Dance Revolution for at least half an hour to so I can work the muscle.  If any of you remember me back in my single days you may remember how much I loved to dance, and that I was a pretty good dancer.  Well, I don't know what happened over the years because I am awful at Dance Dance.  We have had the game for almost 2 years and I just got my first C on the basic level.  Unfortunately, I also pulled a  muscle in my hip.  I guess it doesn't sound very funny, but if you had been a fly on the wall watching me act like an idiot, you would have found it very humorous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-2815805916800125740?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/2815805916800125740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=2815805916800125740' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/2815805916800125740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/2815805916800125740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-feel-like-dancing.html' title='I don&apos;t feel like dancing!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-2961153800468846616</id><published>2008-10-23T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:26:17.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I haven't written in two weeks.  It has been a crazy two weeks.  I was hoping to have a picture of our new living room furniture to post but the furniture store messed up our order so it won't be delivered for another week and a half.  (We ordered it on September 6th).  I was not happy when they told me that.  I mean its not like we ordered custom made furniture--it's just from a big box store.&lt;br /&gt;As for the IVF, things seem to be going well for now.  Last week we got a call from our Doctor, he told us that things were not going well and we were going to have to stop and retry next month or in January.   BUT... we went in the next day to go over our options, and after going back and forth over things ALL DAY, miracles just poured down from Heaven and we have been able to continue.  We are both very grateful to all the nurses and our Doctor for thinking so fast on their feet and we are especially grateful to our Heavenly Father because we know that all blessings come from Him.  I don't really have any news except to say there have been no further complications and our Dr. is happy with the progress.  At this point I just feel like a pin cushion from so many shots.  (Although if this works I will have to continue with the shots for another 8 weeks after I take a pregnancy test-yuck!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-2961153800468846616?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/2961153800468846616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=2961153800468846616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/2961153800468846616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/2961153800468846616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-8477971629377486275</id><published>2008-10-03T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:19:00.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cat is out of the Bag!</title><content type='html'>I wasn't going to say anything about this --but now that my entire ward knows, I might as well let everyone else know, that Brian and I are trying In-vitro again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we tried in-vitro last spring, my visiting teachers came over (by the way this was the 1st visit I had received since moving into the ward in December).  Well one of them had picked a talk from the Conference issue of the Ensign on the joys of motherhood to give as the lesson.  They kept talking about how wonderful motherhood was etc... and finally I couldn't take it anymore.  I told them what had just transpired and that talking about motherhood was a very painful subject for me.  What I didn't know is that one of them had just been called to the RS presidency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later the RS president came by to see how I was doing and to see if there was anything they could do for me.  I said no.  Fast Forward to a few weeks ago.  My RS president called to ask me somethings and then she asked how I was doing and if Brian and I had decided to try in-vitro again.  Well, Brian and I had decided to try again but I really didn't want anyone to know--but I didn't want to lie to her.  So, I told her we were planning on trying again.  I didn't say when or give any details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday while I was at a meeting for Relief Society we were asked to say something we were grateful for "today".  I said I was grateful to my husband because he is really good at calming me down when I'm upset.  Then my relief society president announces to everyone, "Betsy is trying to get pregnant and she is on hormone treatments because they can't get pregnant on their own--she had some genetic problems.   And the hormones make her emotions go up and down."  I just about died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I am "in-cycle" as the doctors say.  Which means I have started the hormone injections again.  However, I really didn't want anyone but my family to know.  I am extremely anxious about the whole thing.  Brian and I prayed and fasted and we went to the temple before we made the decision to try again so we know we have made the right decision.  But that doesn't mean I am going to end up pregnant.  We prayed and fasted and went to the temple earlier this year before we tried it the first time.  Going through it this time is even more difficult because I know how badly it hurts when things don't work out.  Last time I was just filled with hope that it would all work out, and this time there is doubt.  I am constantly having to exam my feelings, as to why I have doubt.  Is it because I feel we made the wrong choice or because I'm scared.  And every time I really think it out, I know it is just because I'm scared.  It is just not something I want to discuss with random people I don't know that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I anxious about it not working, being on the hormones is just plain awful.  They make me gain weight like crazy (I gained over 15lbs last time-which I started losing, but have now re-gained), they make me emotional and moody, they give me headaches, they are effecting my eye sight, and I have several bruises from giving myself the shots.  Not to mention several other side effects that I'm not going to write about on a public blog.  My husband is a complete saint about the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not always negative about the experience.  If it works it will be 100% worth it.  Sometimes I allow myself to day dream and I pick out all the things I want to get, like baby furniture, and which car seat is best, and what kind of rocking chair do I want etc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-8477971629377486275?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/8477971629377486275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=8477971629377486275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8477971629377486275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8477971629377486275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/10/cat-is-out-of-bag.html' title='The Cat is out of the Bag!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-8960601367796045707</id><published>2008-09-24T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:18:53.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while--2 of 2 post</title><content type='html'>At the end of July Brian went to Georgia for a week for some Cocoa training (Cocoa is the programming language for Mac computers), and I was able to go with him for a few days. (Thanks to Brian’s parents).  It was a great trip for many reasons.  First of all I had been really down about the In-vitro not working, plus I was dealing with the stress of new owners at work, so I just needed a break.   Secondly, Brian and I had never spent a night apart from each other, so it was nice that we didn’t have to spend the full 7 days apart.  Thirdly, Cecily, one of my very best friends lives in Atlanta, so I was able to visit with her.  And finally, I am truly a southern girl, and it felt so good to be back in the south, the humidity didn’t bother me at all, and I spent most of my time outside!  It was a wonderful trip—and I just have to say that my friend Cecily is an amazing mother and a great friend, and I’m glad I was able to see her.  One thing I did, that I didn’t get any pictures of was a zip line tour.  It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from my trip:&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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNxSqMywxcI/AAAAAAAAABw/_K_iMih0h-8/s1600-h/100_1597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNxSqMywxcI/AAAAAAAAABw/_K_iMih0h-8/s320/100_1597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250162150549276098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cecily took me on a walking tour of Madison, GA--It has a lot of pre-civil war homes.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNxTKJUXl9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rAMXwDegPgg/s1600-h/100_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNxTKJUXl9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rAMXwDegPgg/s320/100_1601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250162699372304338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brian and I went out to dinner with Cecily and Ryan one night.  We wanted true southern BBQ and I'm pretty sure we got as close to authentic BBQ as you can get at this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the last fun thing Brian and I did over the summer was go to a water park with my family.  Few people know this about me, but I love water parks.  I love to float on the lazy river and to go on water slides.  It was really fun—I have 13 neices and nephews and we have never done anything like this before.  We usually just get together and play games at someone’s house.  Everyone one had a such a good time, and I hope we can do something like it next summer—Thanks for a great day mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-8960601367796045707?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/8960601367796045707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=8960601367796045707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8960601367796045707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8960601367796045707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-while-2-of-2-post.html' title='It&apos;s been a while--2 of 2 post'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNxSqMywxcI/AAAAAAAAABw/_K_iMih0h-8/s72-c/100_1597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-8857250572437071304</id><published>2008-09-19T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:37:20.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you done it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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You should do it too! Just copy and paste the 200 statements then bold the ones you have done!! Hope you enjoy it! Hopefully, in a few years I’ll be able to bold a few more things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Touched an iceberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Been a part of a hockey fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Changed a baby's diap&lt;/span&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Swam with wild dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a tarantula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Said "I love you" and meant it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Stayed up all night long and watched the sun rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Walked the stairs to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Taken an ice cold bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Adopted an accent for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Felt very happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Loved your job 90% of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39. Gone rock climbin&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. Gone on a midnight walk on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;42. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;43. Ever bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited India&lt;br /&gt;45. Bench-pressed your own weight&lt;br /&gt;46. Milked a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. Alphabetized your personal files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Ever worn a superhero costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;49. Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55. Done something you should regret, but don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;60. Gone without food for 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;61. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;62. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone - verbal not physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;68. Read - and understood - your credit report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;70. Found out something significant that your ancestors did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;71. Called or written your Congress person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;72. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;74. Helped an animal give birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;75. Been fired or laid off from a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;76. Won money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;78. Ridden a motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;79. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;81. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;83. Eaten sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;85. Read The Bible cover to cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;86. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;87. Gotten someone fired for their actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;88. Gone back to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;89. Changed your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;90. Caught a fly in the air with your bare hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;91. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;92. Read The Iliad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;94. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;95. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;96. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;98. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;100. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;101. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;102. Dyed your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;104. Rocked a baby to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;105. Ever dropped a cat from a high place to see if it really lands on all four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106. Raked your carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;107. Brought out the best in people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;108. Brought out the worst in people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;109. Worn a mood ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;110. Ridden a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Carved an animal from a piece of wood or bar of soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;112. Cooked a dish where four people asked for the recipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. Buried a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;114. Gone to a Broadway (or equivalent to your country) play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Been inside the pyramids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;116. Shot a basketball into a basket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;117. Danced at a disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;119. Shot a bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;120. Gone to an arboretum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;121. Tutored someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;122. Ridden a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. Brought an old fad back into style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;124. Eaten caviar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;125. Let a salesman talk you into something you didn’t need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;126. Ridden a giraffe or elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;128. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;129. Lived in an historic place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;130. Acted in a play or performed on a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. Asked for a raise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;132. Made a hole-in-one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;133. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;134. Gone roller skating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. Run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;136. Learned to surf&lt;br /&gt;137. Invented something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;138. Flown first class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. Spent the night in a 5-star luxury suite&lt;br /&gt;140. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;141. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;142. Sang a solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;143. Gone spelunking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;144. Learned how to take a compliment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. Written a love-story&lt;br /&gt;146. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;147. Had your portrait painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;148. Written a fan letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149. Spent the night in something haunted&lt;br /&gt;150. Owned a St. Bernard or Great Dane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;151. Ran away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152. Learned to juggle&lt;br /&gt;153. Been a boss&lt;br /&gt;154. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;155. Lied about your weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;156. Gone on a diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;157. Found an arrowhead or a gold nugget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;158. Written a poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;159. Carried your lunch in a lunch b&lt;/span&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;160. Gotten food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;161. Gone on a service, humanitarian or religious mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;162. Hiked the Grand Canyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;163. Sat on a park bench and fed the ducks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;164. Gone to the opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165. Gotten a letter from someone famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;166. Worn knickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;167. Ridden in a limousine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168. Attended the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;169. Can hula or waltz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;170. Read a half dozen Nancy Drew or Hardy Boys books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171. Been stuck in an elevator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;172. Had a revelatory dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;173. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thought&lt;/span&gt; you might crash in an airplane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;174. Had a song dedicated to you on the radio or at a concert&lt;br /&gt;175. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;176. Eaten raw whale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;177. Know how to tat, smock or do needlepoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;178. Laughed till your side hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;179. Straddled the equator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;180. Taken a photograph of something other than people that is worth framing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;181. Gone to a Shakespeare Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;182. Sent a message in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;183. Spent the night in a hostel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;184. Been a cashier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;185. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;186. Joined a union&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;187. Donated blood or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;188. Built a camp fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;189. Kept a blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;190. Had hives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;191. Worn custom made shoes or boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;192. Made a PowerPoint presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;193. Taken a Hunter’s Safety Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;194. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;195. Conquered the Rubik’s cube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;196. Know CPR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;197. Ridden in or owned a convertible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;198. Found a long lost friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;199. Helped solve a crime&lt;br /&gt;200. Responded to a NJP newsletter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Brian and I are going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; for Christmas—so after that trip I will be able to bold that I have swam with wild dolphins and watched wild whales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-8857250572437071304?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/8857250572437071304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=8857250572437071304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8857250572437071304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8857250572437071304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/09/have-you-done-it.html' title='Have you done it?'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-8766220865313527998</id><published>2008-09-17T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:00:06.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while--1 of 2 post</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a few months since I've posted anything on my blog.  The truth is, I was just so down about the in-vitro not working that I just couldn't think of anything worth writing.  It is sad really, because I did have some good times over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the highlights of the past few months (in chronological order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and I took my niece Abigail and my nephew Benjamin to BYU's Stadium of Fire on the 4th of July.  Some one gave Brian's grandma tickets and she shared them with us (they were on the 13th row).  I was very excited because I had never been to a big 4th of July production before.  My niece and nephew were EXTREMELY EXCITED because Miley Ray Cyrus was the guest singer this year.  Brian was excited to see the Blue Man Group.  And Brian and I were both pretty happy about Glen Beck hosting it.  It was pretty fun, except the public bathrooms and trying to get out of Provo afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG5YFLht1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wisAYDzDmiE/s1600-h/100_1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG5YFLht1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wisAYDzDmiE/s200/100_1580.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247178864221861714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG5sGaZAWI/AAAAAAAAABA/mII-Vu7_uts/s1600-h/100_1593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG5sGaZAWI/AAAAAAAAABA/mII-Vu7_uts/s200/100_1593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179208150024546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! The are totally mesmerized by Smiley Miley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG55kApIFI/AAAAAAAAABI/VTorV9nCekY/s1600-h/100_1589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG55kApIFI/AAAAAAAAABI/VTorV9nCekY/s200/100_1589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179439433392210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I looked that good in white pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG6TBYx2UI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XkahXyKqMuo/s1600-h/100_1582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG6TBYx2UI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XkahXyKqMuo/s200/100_1582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247179876815984962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG6myaNH9I/AAAAAAAAABY/3QLD3KNiGl8/s1600-h/100_1595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG6myaNH9I/AAAAAAAAABY/3QLD3KNiGl8/s200/100_1595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247180216392818642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He gave a great speach (with no sarcasm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Brian and I celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary.  We went to Ruth's Chris and had a great steak dinner.  Other than that it was pretty low key.  Brian has always treated me so well--but he has been really good and patient with me these last few months.  I am very lucky to have him as my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I went to dinner with 2 of my closest friends from high school, Cori and Liz.  It was so fun to talk and catch up on each others lives.  I can't believe it has been 14 years!  I forgot to bring my camera (of course) but I scanned this great picture from our Senior year yearbook.  It was all of us in AGO (Associated Girls of Orem).  All it means is that we planned Preference--which turned out to be a pretty awesome dance that year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNHByS-Vh_I/AAAAAAAAABg/HKJ7dVdc4WI/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNHByS-Vh_I/AAAAAAAAABg/HKJ7dVdc4WI/s320/pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247188110694254578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bottom row is just the teachers who supervised us.  On the top row there is  a girl names Annette who on the very end on the left-we were really just friendly acquaintances.   Then their is Cori, Liz, Cecily, and Alayne (Laney).  These four girls were my closest friends at good ole Orem High. Finally, that is me on the end on the right, wearing tappered legged jeans, white socks and Birkenstocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was going to finish up telling you about my trip to Georgia but I will have to do that tomorrow.  Brian keeps asking me when will I be done and when will I go hang out with him, so I better go.  But I promise I will write again either tomorrow or on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-8766220865313527998?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/8766220865313527998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=8766220865313527998' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8766220865313527998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/8766220865313527998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-while-1-of-2-post.html' title='It&apos;s been a while--1 of 2 post'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SNG5YFLht1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wisAYDzDmiE/s72-c/100_1580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-513641018103464626</id><published>2008-06-05T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:38:36.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very long week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SEh1YL28xiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JIb2ThjTpBo/s1600-h/lord_of_the_rings_calendar_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SEh1YL28xiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JIb2ThjTpBo/s200/lord_of_the_rings_calendar_photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208542027414554146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some of you may be wondering why I haven't posted for a while.  Well I have been extremely busy watching all three of the Lord of the Ring movies with my husband.  He has been bugging me to watch them ever since we got married and I finally gave in.  Well we finally finished them, whew.  Actually, I enjoyed watching them more than I thought I would--but I was still glad when it ended.  They should have made it into 4 movies--the length of the last one about did me in.  Of course Brian want's to see the extended versions (hopefully on Blu-Ray) now--hopefully it will be a while before that comes out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-513641018103464626?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/513641018103464626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=513641018103464626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/513641018103464626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/513641018103464626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-wife-award.html' title='A very long week'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sljN64Lc9DY/SEh1YL28xiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JIb2ThjTpBo/s72-c/lord_of_the_rings_calendar_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838679110715063023.post-2114925871934535497</id><published>2008-06-01T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T18:44:12.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; let our domain, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;betsyandbrian&lt;/span&gt;.net, expire and someone bought it before we could re-new it.  They wanted us to pay $200 to buy it back so I told Brian that I would just start a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt; account.  So for those of you who have my link on your blog be sure and change it to bjnbj.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8838679110715063023-2114925871934535497?l=bjnbj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/feeds/2114925871934535497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8838679110715063023&amp;postID=2114925871934535497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/2114925871934535497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8838679110715063023/posts/default/2114925871934535497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjnbj.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10877732116708463727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
