<?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-5516427202307960902</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:07:28.685-07:00</updated><category term='Craziness'/><category term='Fishing'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Egypt'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='shooting'/><category term='Family'/><category term='commercial'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='The Pool'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Reddick'/><category term='Golf'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='oral surgery'/><category term='Soccer'/><category term='Eye Surgery'/><category term='scary stuff'/><category term='Picnic'/><category term='Life'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Christmas Tree'/><category term='Baseball'/><category term='Leaves'/><category term='Cecil'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Pumpkins'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Ducks'/><category term='Loosing Teeth'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Porter'/><category term='New Years'/><category term='Family Pics'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='Videography'/><category term='Accident'/><category term='update'/><category term='Crap'/><category term='School'/><category term='Luau'/><category term='The Cabin'/><title type='text'>Will, Tori, Porter, Cecil, &amp; Redick</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-4117655120835211939</id><published>2010-03-27T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:41:11.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Will's birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So... today is Will's birthday. And I am at work... bummer. BUT, I do have something fun planned for tomorrow...(it's a secret) so I will have more info for you next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to check up and let everyone know what's going on in our lives... Will is addicted to the TV right now... March Madness. Go figure...... I am addicted to America's Next Top Model which is on Wednesday's AND Project Runway which is on Thursday's. I know, I know, I'm a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;Porter will be in the 3rd grade this coming year. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;My little brother and his wife are expecting a little girl in July!!! I cannot wait. I am going to be an aunt!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am in a TV commercial right now that airs on the CW (channel 15 or 30) and ABC (channel 4). It's for Frenze Bridal. One of my friends family's owns the store. I saw the commercial for the first time the other day! It was awesome. I am now officially, famous. hahahahaha If you get a chance to see it, I am one of the bridesmaids. (The only blonde.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough for now... I'll write again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-4117655120835211939?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/4117655120835211939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=4117655120835211939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/4117655120835211939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/4117655120835211939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2010/03/wills-birthday.html' title='Will&apos;s birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-7225733825659244036</id><published>2010-01-15T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:22:59.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>New Year... New Crap....</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while.... give me a break.. I lost my job in November and have been really stressed out lately. Will was laid off last year, but found a job in September, so it was like we swapped places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thanksgiving and Christmas flew by.. they were great! New Years Eve, we spent and the house, playing games with Porter all night. It was so much fun.  Will and I attended the 7th Annual Christmas Luau with our friends on the 16th of December.  But I forgot my cameral, so no pics...  I need to get some emailed to me from people who did remember their camera's.  Also, Porter turned 8 last weekend (Jan. 10th). I cannot believe he is that old. It has flown by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother (Kale), and his wife (Brittany), announced last month that they are expecting!!! I AM GOING TO BE AN AUNT!!! I am so excited, I can't stand it! Brittany is due late July/early August. They are going to be GREAT parents. My Mom is really excited too. She is going to be a Grandma!! (well, she already kinda was...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest brother (Everett), got his girlfriend (Nina) a puppy for her birthday, which was this past Monday (Jan. 11th). And I bet you can't guess what kind of puppy it is...??...?? ~~ hahahahaha ~~ a Weenie Dog (Dachshund) of course!! What else would it be?? He is the cutest little thing. They named him Albert (after one of Ev's favorite authors) and his coloring is called "Piebald". Basically, he is white with black spots and an undertone of brown spots. Definitely cute!! (I forgot my camera when I saw him, so I will post pics soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's about all the news I have for now. Cecil and Red are still being Cecil and Red, they are good boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-7225733825659244036?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/7225733825659244036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=7225733825659244036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7225733825659244036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7225733825659244036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-crap.html' title='New Year... New Crap....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-522483431950597656</id><published>2009-10-31T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:13:13.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!..........</title><content type='html'>....at least this year anyway... Porter ended up being sick. (Following in my footsteps.) We don't know if maybe it was something he ate or if he really is sick (flu). The poor little guy was up all night last night in and out of the bathroom. ...bluh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had spaghetti for dinner last night, and I'm fine, so I know it wasn't from that. He didn't have school yesterday, so he stayed home (at his Mom's) while she was at work.. (she just works at a salon right down the street from their house). I asked him what he ate yesterday and all he said was "candy". Great. All day, ALL he ate was candy. Maybe that's what made him sick. TOO many sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were planning on taking him trick-or-treating. That didn't happen. Will went out and rented Transformers 2 and a video game, so we just stayed home and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398965591347582690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Suz6mbLUVuI/AAAAAAAAA8w/BR76l2dhi7I/s320/Halloween+Night+10.31.09+017.jpg" /&gt;We did manage to carve pumpkins last night before Porter got sick. Well.... I made dinner and Will and Po did the carving. They turned out really cute.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398965869016949234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Suz62lk2ofI/AAAAAAAAA84/CnYyOnRbN_k/s320/Halloween+Night+10.31.09+002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398966466586072658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Suz7ZXsb1lI/AAAAAAAAA9A/j5Rr89GoyM8/s320/Halloween+Night+10.31.09+005.jpg" /&gt; Hopefully next year will be more eventful and none of us will be sick....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-522483431950597656?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/522483431950597656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=522483431950597656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/522483431950597656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/522483431950597656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-sucks.html' title='Halloween sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!..........'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Suz6mbLUVuI/AAAAAAAAA8w/BR76l2dhi7I/s72-c/Halloween+Night+10.31.09+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2971792856353133182</id><published>2009-10-29T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:49:51.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Halloween at Work...</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Halloween at work today, because we have a night crew who's hours are M-Th 12pm - 8pm and are off on Friday's. So, we did it today in order for everyone to participate. I had no freakin' clue what to dress up as. One of my friends from work sent me a list of easy-to-make homemade costumes:&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a roll of orange yarn and a few bags of roasted pumpkin seeds. Glue them all over a cheap orange sweat suit. Go as pumpkin guts.&lt;br /&gt;2) Wrap yourself in a roll of orange felt. Cut armholes and put an orange ski cap on your head. Go as a carrot stick.&lt;br /&gt;3) Throw a white sheet over your head, and cut a hole for your head to come through. Wear a yellow hat and paint your face yellow with make up. Go as a fried egg.&lt;br /&gt;4) Dress like a mailman. Get a stuffed dog and sew it's mouth to your pant leg.&lt;br /&gt;5) Get a large box. Cut a hole for your head and arms. Wrap it with gift wrapping paper and put a big bow on your head. Make a large gift tag out of construction paper that says, "To: Women, From: God." This year, you can honestly say you're God's gift to women.&lt;br /&gt;6) Get a bunch of Barbie dolls and a black sweat suit. Attach the dolls randomly all over the sweat suit. You're a babe magnet.&lt;br /&gt;7) Wear a black sweat suit and randomly attach single socks all over your clothes. You're the sock thief from the drier.&lt;br /&gt;8) Paint your car or bicycle tires with black paint. Lay old clothes front-down on the street and drive over them. Let them dry, put them on and go as road kill.&lt;br /&gt;9) Tie a sneaker to the top of your head, wear all pink and paint your face pink. Go as a piece of gum.&lt;br /&gt;10) Dress as a dog and put a cardboard cone around your neck to keep you from scratching for fleas.&lt;br /&gt;11) Get a rubber pig's nose and wrap yourself in a blanket. Go as a pig in a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;12) Plaster yourself with name tags, using a different name on each, and go as a someone having an identity crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I lay in bed last night... all these ideas were running through my head. I decided on #9.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398214265471782306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SupPRgLkTaI/AAAAAAAAA8A/EPLFaSAzf9Q/s320/10.29.09+assorted+021.jpg" /&gt;A piece of bubblegum stuck to the bottom of a shoe... You can't really tell, but it's a flip-flop fastened to my hat. (I didn't want to have to wear a heavy shoe on my head all day...) Everybody got a kick out of it. (I didn't win the contest, but it was still fun.) There were quite a few interesting costumes. One of the teams at my work has one guy and five girls, so they came as Warren Jeffs and the Sister Wives. One of the girls is actually about eight months pregnant, so it was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;Another girl came dressed as a box of Franzia wine. (wine included) She made the box herself and it was actually pretty cool. One of the owners was a Samurai and the other was Sponge Bob. There was another group of five who dressed up as One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish. REALLY CUTE. Medusa and a bunch of others....&lt;br /&gt;Will has his work Halloween party tomorrow... His team is doing a group thing too. They are going to be the 'Rock of Love' cast... (with Brett Michaels from Poison) and Will was assigned to play 'Big John', Brett's bodyguard on the show. There are only two guys on the team, so all the girls get to dress up like skanks, I guess. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it freakin' snowed on Tuesday (10/27) and it snowed bad. All day long! Redick has never really been out in the snow, so of course, we took him out. I don't think he liked it too much. He probably didn't know what to think of it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398217696389496642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SupSZNWF_0I/AAAAAAAAA8o/0T-n-XqeP1Q/s320/10.29.09+assorted+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398217515828716050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SupSOstDIhI/AAAAAAAAA8g/-8o6JtarPxo/s320/10.29.09+assorted+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a normal 'meal time' around our house. The boys always have to be right in the middle of everything. Have to know what's going on and what they might be missing out on. Dorks. They sure are cute dorks though.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398216270138861346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SupRGMJcZyI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/KxtMLu0jQHs/s320/10.29.09+assorted+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398216337684323058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SupRKHxiWvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/LW6-o-IZWuQ/s320/10.29.09+assorted+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2971792856353133182?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2971792856353133182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2971792856353133182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2971792856353133182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2971792856353133182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-at-work.html' title='Halloween at Work...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SupPRgLkTaI/AAAAAAAAA8A/EPLFaSAzf9Q/s72-c/10.29.09+assorted+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-4859735501354033051</id><published>2009-10-17T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:47:37.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><title type='text'>New site to check out....and pumpkins to pick!</title><content type='html'>My amazingly talented little brother, Kale has his own wedding videography business. Kale Fitch Productions. I added a link to his site, under my "family blogs" on the side bar... Check it out. Let me know if you have any one who would be interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can do any type of videography, but his &lt;em&gt;specialty&lt;/em&gt; is weddings. He does such an awesome job. Ever since high school, he has always been interested in film. He is great with a camera, and has a talent for what things look like through the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about that... Kale and Britt's dog, Charlie, (weenie dog of course) had to have back surgery about a week ago. Poor little guy... He isn't very old either, about 5 years is all. But, with weenie dogs, you have to be extremely careful. Their backs can get injured &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; easily. They got him home earlier in the week, and he is recovering. Slowly, but surely. This is a picture of little Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393783189280472850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqRO7CJPxI/AAAAAAAAA64/TJiI0aVxkYk/s320/Camping+9.20.08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;And this is little Charlie with his Dad (Kale) and Mom (Britt).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393783450426503026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqReH4Nb3I/AAAAAAAAA7A/BBwHKurZ94g/s320/Camping+9.20.08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These pics were from when we went camping with Kale and Britt in September of 2008. We didn't have Cecil yet. (Actually, this was the same weekend that we found Cecil!) When we were getting ready to go, Kale had mentioned that some of our friends (who are also their neighbors) had a Dachshund who had just had puppies. So Porter and I walked across the street to check them out while Will and Kale got the camper ready. And it's all history from there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So back to Charlie..... he is on the mend, and his Mommy and Daddy are taking good care of him. I went out to my Mom's today to spend some time with her. We went up to Kale and Britt's to see the little guy and he seems to be doing well. He is just very limited on what he can do and Kale (and Britt) have to really monitor him so that he doesn't jump up on anything or go up and down stairs. Poor guy. No fun for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning, Porter had his last soccer game at 11:30. He scored 5 out of the 9 goals his team got. They won! He is such a good athlete. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393788376447679154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqV82vLerI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ND2U6S_gYzY/s320/10.17.09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Porter is number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393788650903755442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqWM1Km2rI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/HFBwNRYG0HU/s320/10.17.09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before I went out to my Mom's today, my Dad had invited me to bring Porter up and pick out some pumpkins (before they freeze). My dad has his own little garden in the back yard. It's actually a decent size garden. He has planted everything. Tomato's, cherry tomato's, cucumbers, peas, carrots, watermelons, cantaloupes, and pumpkins... (I can't remember it all.) When we got there, Kale was actually there too. He was helping my Dad fix his boat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Dad tells Porter that he's his "Grandpa" and Porter just loves it. He calls him Grandpa. It's so cute. Here's my Dad, Kale, and Po, getting ready to pick some pumpkins.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393789031963220178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqWjAuQ2NI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/n6-Dqh0u-Ns/s320/10.17.09+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393789633403789010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqXGBQ3ntI/AAAAAAAAA7g/NLYnm1v2DtI/s320/10.17.09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393790271499359810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqXrKWtVkI/AAAAAAAAA7o/gQqkq84AXD0/s320/10.17.09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Porter sure liked the boat. He loved the driver's seat. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393790855682302850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StqYNKmxo4I/AAAAAAAAA7w/LbHDND7zBGA/s320/10.17.09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, enough for now... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-4859735501354033051?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/4859735501354033051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=4859735501354033051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/4859735501354033051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/4859735501354033051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-site-to-check-outand-pumpkins-to.html' title='New site to check out....and pumpkins to pick!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/StqRO7CJPxI/AAAAAAAAA64/TJiI0aVxkYk/s72-c/Camping+9.20.08+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-9151081475203526701</id><published>2009-10-16T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:18:41.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craziness'/><title type='text'>Lady GooGoo.....and the flu flu.....</title><content type='html'>So... there I was at work today and we starting chatting about how crazy that Lady &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GaGa&lt;/span&gt; character is... So we "googled" her name and a bunch of pics came up. I saw this one and laughed about it for a good half hour.... I emailed it to Will because he is a HUGE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eminem&lt;/span&gt; fan. He called me laughing his A$$ off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393389123449866978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Stkq1RavSuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/rj4iui8wTn0/s320/gaga%2Beminem.jpg" /&gt;Then I saw this one! Just exactly how many Kermit's did they have to kill for this?? Poor guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393390745680137330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/StksTsskzHI/AAAAAAAAA6o/9A9TUNxHqEw/s320/gaga%2Bkermit.jpg" /&gt;Then Kermit got his revenge!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393391001012376594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Stksij4hlBI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Kw30nN2DAE0/s320/kermit%2Bgaga.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pure entertainment!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, speaking of work... both Will and I have new jobs. And I can honestly say that I am the happiest that I have been in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;llllooooonnnngggg&lt;/span&gt; time. I love my job. I'm basically my own boss. I work for a medical staffing firm in Murray. I was hired in July, about a week after I was laid off from the architecture firm. Will knew a girl that worked at this place, and sent her my resume. Next thing I know, I had a phone interview, then a "real" interview the next day! I finally had one more "real" interview and was hired on the spot. They started me out at $3 more than what I made at the architecture place! And the benefits are awesome. AND THE BEST PART OF IT ALL!?!?!?! We have happy hour every Friday at 4:00. We stay clocked in and all gather in the kitchen for a glass of wine and conversation, to get to know everyone. There are only about 45 employees, so it's a smaller company. Me and my loud laugh fit right in!! I am so blessed to have lost my last job. It brought me to bigger and better things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To top it off, Will actually got a job (finally) with one of our competing companies. Funny, right? I talked to the owner's of my company and they said it was no big deal. Nice! He started about 3 weeks ago and he loves his job too. It's different than any other he's had in the past. Instead of being pressured by numbers and sales and junk, he's in a support position. He is the only person on his team that does what he does. Makes you feel important! He's so used to feeling the pressure of selling and hitting certain numbers, that this was a refreshing change. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now, we are down to one car. (couldn't afford both... so this has been going on for about 3 months) But it works out pretty well because Will works 8-5 and I work 9-6, so we just swap out the car at lunch. It does make it hectic sometimes, but for now, we have to do what we have to do. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With all the sickness that's been going around lately... We've been loading up on Vitamin C. But low and behold... my whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' office (well, pretty close anyway) came down with the flu. I woke up last Thursday morning with the headache from hell, so I stayed in bed all day. As the day wore on, it got worse... and worse... and worse.... by the time Will got home from work and Porter's soccer game (about 7:00) I couldn't even roll over in bed, I was in so much pain. I mean, my back ALWAYS hurts anyway, but it was to the point that I was crying. The last time I hurt this bad, I was actually diagnosed with Strep. So... that's what I thought it was. Will and Po took me to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;instacare&lt;/span&gt; down the street from us, and they did a strep test and a flu test (which by the way, is the most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unpleasant&lt;/span&gt; thing I have ever had to do). They stick a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' long a$$ swab all the way up your nose. I swear, it touched my brain. My eyes were watering so bad. Anyway, both came back negative. The doc said that the flu test isn't all that accurate, so he asked me if I wanted to treat it as the flu anyway, just in case. So, I left with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tami flu&lt;/span&gt; prescription and told to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; til my 102 temperature came down. I was dying!!!!!!!! Friday sucked, so I stayed home again... Saturday, I got a little energy back, and Sunday I was actually up doing laundry and chores and stuff. All in all, I'm glad it only lasted a few days.. but now I'm screwed on vacation hours (PTO) because it put me in the hole about 18 hours. (I left early on Monday...) So, I just have to work an extra hour here and there to make up the hours (which is nice that they let you do that instead of just taking it out of the PTO you get bi-weekly anyway... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.... enough out of me. I will write again soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-9151081475203526701?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/9151081475203526701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=9151081475203526701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9151081475203526701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9151081475203526701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/10/lady-googoo.html' title='Lady GooGoo.....and the flu flu.....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Stkq1RavSuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/rj4iui8wTn0/s72-c/gaga%2Beminem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1943545725132896000</id><published>2009-10-01T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:37:11.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cabin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween is coming.........</title><content type='html'>I'm excited for Halloween. (have no idea what we're dressing up as yet...) But I LOVE Halloween! This time of year is just fun. The cool air, the pretty colors, and the warm clothes. Now... if we could just find a way to keep winter away for a little longer.... hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't wrote much about this summer.. (we haven't had the internet..) so, it's time to play "catch-up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will's parents came home the end of June and left again the middle of August. We spent some time with them at the cabin (Bear Lake) and here are some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the cabin at sunset...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387779572963392642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU8-daWvII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/i4WVZL_ncsM/s320/New+08.09+023.jpg" /&gt; The boys didn't dare to go down the stairs, so it was perfect!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387780077069302434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU9bzWkeqI/AAAAAAAAA5g/S4UQtzTrdzo/s320/New+08.09+029.jpg" /&gt;We went down to the beach for a few hours...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387780322098740674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU9qEKI_cI/AAAAAAAAA5o/mn2nxAwnhJc/s320/New+08.09+032.jpg" /&gt; Porter had fun with his cousins... (Po is in the goggles)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387781831732511970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU_B7-4ROI/AAAAAAAAA5w/0Mtam3gsYC4/s320/New+08.09+046.jpg" /&gt;The boys learned how to swim (their first time in a lake) Red LOVED the water. Cecil hated it..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387782041834672386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU_OKrI0QI/AAAAAAAAA54/uMAn80WgePI/s320/New+08.09+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387782126291232658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU_TFTJp5I/AAAAAAAAA6A/oYxS5Sif-Ww/s320/New+08.09+062.jpg" /&gt;Will took Reddick out on the lake quite a few times on this raft. He had so much fun.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387782261588615010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU_a9Uj32I/AAAAAAAAA6I/FuOpuYLXqMI/s320/New+08.09+075.jpg" /&gt; And we went to dinner with Will's parents the night before they left (and one of their friends).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387782996624394818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SsVAFvivykI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/nT0yKhwZu4s/s320/New+08.09+158.jpg" /&gt; Well, that's all I have the time for now... I'll write more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1943545725132896000?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1943545725132896000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1943545725132896000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1943545725132896000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1943545725132896000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-is-coming.html' title='Halloween is coming.........'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SsU8-daWvII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/i4WVZL_ncsM/s72-c/New+08.09+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1128581061164762413</id><published>2009-09-14T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:40:04.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I am alive....I promise...</title><content type='html'>Just barely surviving, that's all. NOTHING to complain about, life is rough for everyone, and right now, I'm one of those people. Trying to keep my head above water and keeping a smile on my face at the same time. I have a new job, and I love it. Losing the job I had previously, (which I thought was the end of the world) was actually a blessing in disguise! Literally! I cannot have wished for better. I am truly blessed. Life is actually looking up for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter started 2nd grade. I KNOW! 2ND GRADE!! Time has flown. When I first started seeing Will, Porter had just barely turned 4. I cannot believe how big he's getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our two little weenie's are doing great! They are such good doggies. We love them. They bring us so much joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will is keeping his head above water as well. Trying to find a decent job to support his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons I was inspired to write, was because last Friday was Sept. 11th. I cannot believe it has been 8 years. I'm sure everyone has memories of what was going through there heads that day... I know I did. If there was anything I could tell my family right now, it's that I LOVE THEM. WITH ALL MY HEART. I just wish things were different. I know deep down in my heart, one day they will be differernt.. ... until then, I love you.... each and every one of you, in your own special way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll try to write again soon.... life just gets difficult sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;-Tori&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1128581061164762413?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1128581061164762413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1128581061164762413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1128581061164762413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1128581061164762413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-alivei-promise.html' title='I am alive....I promise...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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-5516427202307960902.post-1803061288795628162</id><published>2009-05-29T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:50:33.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>New 'Do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my "hair did" this week. I love being blonde! ("Platinum" if you want to be specific.) haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342456064900293266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SiQ3fEiDYpI/AAAAAAAAA4o/04iDHeh5mhk/s320/New+6.1.09+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am so excited that it is finally warm and 'summery' outside! I've gone to the pool a few times already, and gotten some color. I love being tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Memorial Day, I went out to my brother, Kale's house. I picked my Mom up on the way. We had a BBQ and played some volleyball in the backyard. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. We had a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342463034910405698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SiQ90x19dEI/AAAAAAAAA44/y2UzHvbUbMM/s320/New+6.1.09+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342463292231302690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SiQ-DwcCviI/AAAAAAAAA5A/fQciBP8YNzU/s320/New+6.1.09+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342463505409508210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SiQ-QKlsA3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/ubXdZ_2fOVM/s320/New+6.1.09+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342463760954482882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SiQ-fCkW4MI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/fv18finLRvY/s320/New+6.1.09+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I took the doggies with me. Kale and Britt's backyard isn't fenced yet, so I had to keep Cecil and Reddick on leashes and attach them to the posts for the deck. Well, my youngest brother, Ev and his girlfriend, Nina were there too. Ev kept insisting that we let Cecil off the leash because he needs to 'learn' to stay by us... let me just tell you how well that worked. Cecil ran away... twice. There's a big field behind Kale and Britt's house, just unfinished land, which is where Cecil ran and Ev had to chase after him. Naughty dog. The second time he ran away, Ev caught up with him and stomped on his leash, which scared the crap out of him we think, because he turned around and started running back towards the house. And didn't run away again. Brat. They stayed in the yard the rest of the time. Which I was really suprised about. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342462833972998690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SiQ9pFSv8iI/AAAAAAAAA4w/A5SAJTI0kw8/s320/New+6.1.09+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;That's about all the fun I have to write about for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1803061288795628162?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1803061288795628162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1803061288795628162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1803061288795628162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1803061288795628162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-do.html' title='New &apos;Do..'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SiQ3fEiDYpI/AAAAAAAAA4o/04iDHeh5mhk/s72-c/New+6.1.09+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-8022605951059670291</id><published>2009-05-07T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:29:31.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shooting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary stuff'/><title type='text'>Scary stuff.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So, we had a shooting in our apartment complex on Tuesday morning. (That's comforting.) Anyway, here's what happened: (taken from the Salt Lake Tribune)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-A home invasion ended in a deadly spray of bullets early Tuesday when a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt; man wrestled a gun from one of the intruders and opened fire on them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As many as 10 people were waiting outside an apartment near 1000 East and Watercress Lane (6995 South) when a 26-year-old answered a knock on the door about 1:30 a.m., said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt; police Sgt. John Salazar. Wielding guns and knives, they pushed their way into the apartment, fighting the man and stabbing him in the hand, Salazar said. The man fled the apartment, followed by several assailants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still inside were the man's two nieces, 14 and 22, and the 22-year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;old's&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend. One of the intruders hit the older sister, angering her boyfriend, Salazar said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boyfriend, 23, fought with the man and took hold of his gun.&lt;br /&gt;He began shooting in the apartment, hitting another intruder. The heavily tattooed 31-year-old man, carrying two knives and a gun, was shot three times, Salazar said. He died in the apartment as the other attackers fled. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I heard the screaming and I heard the gunshots," said neighbor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Arun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sayam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At least four shots were fired inside the apartment and at least three more outside. Investigators say one of the bullets also struck a female attacker, leaving a trail of blood outside.&lt;br /&gt;Salazar said none of the bullets fired entered any of the surrounding apartments at the Springs of the Country Woods complex.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm amazed that no one else was hurt," he said.&lt;br /&gt;David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sandford&lt;/span&gt;, who lives in a second-story apartment just yards from where the shooting occurred, said he was listening to the television and reading a book when he heard five shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sandford&lt;/span&gt; went to his bedroom and grabbed his gun for protection. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I just wasn't sure what was going on," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sandford&lt;/span&gt; then went to his balcony and saw several people run south and one person run north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sandford&lt;/span&gt;, who has lived at the complex for about a year, called the attack "kind of disturbing."&lt;br /&gt;Other witnesses, some huddled behind a trash bin in the parking lot, told police one of the attackers ran into a downstairs garage. Police used an explosive to force their way in but didn't find anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Later, investigators recovered a 12-gauge sawed-off shotgun and a .40-caliber handgun that had been tossed onto the roof of a nearby carport.&lt;br /&gt;Police on Tuesday were still trying to determine a motive for the attack and confirm the identity of the man who was killed.&lt;br /&gt;No arrests have been made.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty scary stuff, eh??&lt;br /&gt;This is the update: (taken from the Salt Lake Tribune) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-A man police say was killed by one of his intended victims during a break-in at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt; apartment was a 31-year-old with a criminal history including car thefts and drug and gun possession.&lt;br /&gt;The letters SAC are tattooed on his face -- the same letters used by the white supremacist gang Soldiers of the Aryan Culture.&lt;br /&gt;And court records show he was charged in a similar home invasion attack two years ago. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But as details about Blake Jay Anderson were emerging Wednesday, investigators said they still haven't found any connection between him and the family in the apartment ambushed by Anderson and as many as nine others.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think the intruders knew what was on the other side of the apartment door," said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt; police Sgt. John Salazar. "Everything we've been looking at looks like it was a case of mistaken identity."&lt;br /&gt;The four people who lived in the apartment did not recognize their attackers, who fled when one of the victims wrested a gun from an intruder and opened fire, killing Anderson. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We haven't found a motive yet," Salazar said. "The only suspect we have is the one we can't interview."&lt;br /&gt;Despite Anderson's tattoo, police are not investigating the invasion as a possible hate crime, Salazar said. The assailants likely did not know their victims, two of whom are white and two of whom are Latino, said Salazar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The victims -- an uncle, his two nieces and the boyfriend of one niece -- have fled the state, Salazar said. Police do not know where the family is, but a relative has contacted investigators and is relaying messages to and from the victims until they recuperate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"They're not going back to that place," Salazar said of the apartment. "They've been through a lot."&lt;br /&gt;Police are pursuing no charges against the 23-year-old who shot Anderson, Salazar said.&lt;br /&gt;Any involvement by Anderson in the Soldiers of the Aryan Culture is unclear. Metro Gang Unit investigator Jeremy Poor said he has had no contact with Anderson, and U.S. Marshall's spokesman Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wingert&lt;/span&gt; said he was not documented as an SAC member when he was in federal custody on a firearms conviction for 30 months from 2004 through 2006 and again in 2007 and 2008. Salazar said Anderson was also not previously known to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Midvale&lt;/span&gt; police. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the time of his death, Anderson was wanted on a $25,000 bench warrant for failing to appear at a Friday sentencing hearing in 3rd District Court.&lt;br /&gt;Anderson had served a year at the Utah State Prison -- from June 2003 until June 2004 -- after failing to comply with court-ordered probation in a handful of Salt Lake County cases, which included drug possession and three stolen car cases.&lt;br /&gt;He also spent more than four years in a federal prison -- beginning in July 2004 -- for being a convicted felon in possession of a pistol. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anderson was also a suspect in another violent home-invasion attack in January 2007.&lt;br /&gt;In January 2007, Anderson and Anthony James Bolton, 34, broke down the front door of a Salt Lake City apartment and started fighting with the occupants, a man and woman, according to charging documents. When the woman tried to call 911, Bolton came at her with a knife. When the male victim tried to intervene, Anderson hit him over the head with an amplifier, court documents state. When the man collapsed from the blow, the two invaders fled.&lt;br /&gt;They were stopped by police in a vehicle that contained black ski masks, gloves, cutting tools and drops of blood, according to court documents.&lt;br /&gt;Anderson and Bolton were charged with first-degree felony aggravated burglary, and Anderson also was charged with third-degree felony aggravated assault. The case was dismissed two months later when the victims failed to show up from a preliminary hearing.&lt;br /&gt;In the Monday attack, as many as 10 people were waiting outside the apartment when a 26-year-old answered a knock on the door at about 1:30 a.m., said Salazar. Wielding guns and knives, they pushed their way into the apartment, fighting the man and stabbing him in the hand, Salazar said. The man fled the apartment, followed by several assailants.&lt;br /&gt;Still inside were the man's two nieces, 14 and 22, and the 22-year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;old's&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend. One of the intruders hit the older sister, angering her boyfriend, Salazar said.&lt;br /&gt;The boyfriend, 23, fought with the man and took hold of his gun. He began shooting in the apartment, hitting another intruder. The heavily tattooed Anderson, carrying two knives and a gun, was shot three times, Salazar said. Anderson died in the apartment as the other attackers fled.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. And we actually didn't even know about it til after I got to work on Tuesday. One of my cousins had text me asking if we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; because she saw what had happened at our apartment complex on the news. I was like, "What the heck are you talking about?" That was the first I had heard of it. So I pulled up Fox13's website and looked into it. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; in building 7 which is on the opposite side of the complex from us. We are in building 23. We didn't hear a thing. Nothing like this has ever really happened there... And we've been there for almost 4 years. Pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll post again soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-8022605951059670291?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/8022605951059670291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=8022605951059670291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8022605951059670291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8022605951059670291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/05/scary-stuff.html' title='Scary stuff.....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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-5516427202307960902.post-7260240705785832497</id><published>2009-04-27T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:13:25.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reddick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>What's the deal....</title><content type='html'>...With the freakin' weather?!?!?! My allergies are going hay-wire. My eyes itch like crazy, I can't stop sneezing, and my throat won't quit itching. aaahhh! Luckily, Tylenol Allergy comes to the rescue. I wish Mother Nature would make up her freakin' mind. I can't handle the back and forth all the time. I'm fine when it's nice and warm outside. As soon as the cold, rain, and moisture come, I'm screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the doggies are doing good. Red is getting big (long). He's definitely turning into a weiner dog. Cecil and him are really cute together. Except for when they wake up at midnight and again at 1:00am, wanting to play. Brats. Here are some pictures of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecil playing with their teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329478693210180930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SfYconrOTUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ARJ_VyOr8bY/s320/Imported+Photos+00175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Reddick trying to take the bear from Cecil...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329479092832138962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SfYc_4YhdtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Iy8DBSrO6gU/s320/Imported+Photos+00168.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Red being a mope..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329480245332584034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SfYeC9yCpmI/AAAAAAAAA3c/iqOoMD6hlJ8/s320/Imported+Photos+00189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Layin' in the shade...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329480640287489442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SfYeZ9GoPaI/AAAAAAAAA3k/_IMUYrQi99A/s320/Imported+Photos+00190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Layin' in the morning sun with dad..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481275867254034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SfYe-80pzRI/AAAAAAAAA3s/xzfGksxZkl0/s320/Imported+Photos+00194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-7260240705785832497?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/7260240705785832497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=7260240705785832497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7260240705785832497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7260240705785832497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-deal.html' title='What&apos;s the deal....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SfYconrOTUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ARJ_VyOr8bY/s72-c/Imported+Photos+00175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-8033089616454869168</id><published>2009-04-20T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:42:21.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reddick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>I'm Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeySJaUk6VI/AAAAAAAAA2E/c2m1aW3k91M/s1600-h/Imported+Photos+00147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326793149654559058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeySJaUk6VI/AAAAAAAAA2E/c2m1aW3k91M/s320/Imported+Photos+00147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;We had a pretty good weekend. It was nice. The weather was great! And my mouth wasn't bothering me as bad as I thought it would be. On Saturday we went downtown and my Dad took us on a carriage ride, for my birthday. It was really cool. He knows a lot about the downtown Salt Lake history. He took us up by Memory Grove and just around Temple Square. The horse was freakin' huge! And I found out the hard way, that I am allergic to horses.... Just as bad as cats. I was dying by the time the ride was over. We had to stop and get some allergy pills on the way back home... We took the doggies with us for the carriage ride, they had a lot of fun. Cecil was going crazy! He was so excited. Porter got to ride up front with my Dad, and help steer the horse. He thought that was the coolest thing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326793544814330738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeySgaaAg3I/AAAAAAAAA2M/GoGOtNnq1TI/s320/Imported+Photos+00150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326794209229436066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeyTHFi6dKI/AAAAAAAAA2U/dHe7tCsWfsE/s320/Imported+Photos+00149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326794331746762258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeyTON9UfhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qeWHUhW03_o/s320/Imported+Photos+00152.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326794677852960402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeyTiXTd9pI/AAAAAAAAA2k/I5Fsd6wa4VA/s320/Imported+Photos+00155.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went out to Kale &amp;amp; Brittany's after that, to have cake and ice cream. My Mom and Grandma where there as well. My Mom surprised me and said that her and my Grandma were taking me to dinner afterwards! We had Chinese food. It was yummy! All in all, I had a pretty good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326794961951759922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeyTy5p5njI/AAAAAAAAA2s/RIKC0SEsdeA/s320/Imported+Photos+00161.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, Porter wanted to go to the pool at our apartments, and it was warm enough.... So, we went to the pool!!! Our first visit of the season! YAY! Except, I got fried! We were only out for about an hour, and I wanted to get some sun, but GEEZ! Not that much. Porter was so excited to go. Every summer, we go to the pool pretty much every weekend, if we can. Both days. So he was happy that we went so early in the season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something cute that I wanted to post about: when we take Cecil on walks, and we're getting him ready to go, Reddick will grab Cecil's leash and try to walk him around the house. It's pretty funny. While we're out, we let Reddick down so he can run a little bit here and there, but for the most part, we carry him. He's not big enough to be on a leash yet. WE LOVE THESE DOGGIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326795487464836050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeyURfV-y9I/AAAAAAAAA20/7kxfGrndCBQ/s320/Imported+Photos+00143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326795880900053218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeyUoZAPyOI/AAAAAAAAA28/ivZ3AdFeZo8/s320/Imported+Photos+00145.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326796030103883122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeyUxE1NjXI/AAAAAAAAA3E/OWRnqntKgJQ/s320/Imported+Photos+00146.jpg" border="0" /&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/5516427202307960902-8033089616454869168?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/8033089616454869168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=8033089616454869168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8033089616454869168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8033089616454869168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SeySJaUk6VI/AAAAAAAAA2E/c2m1aW3k91M/s72-c/Imported+Photos+00147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-5352586104499527367</id><published>2009-04-15T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:41:40.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reddick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>I'm dying.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeX3bFCRlrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ZwC_aLFi6LM/s1600-h/New+09+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324934179015726770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeX3bFCRlrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ZwC_aLFi6LM/s320/New+09+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not really, but I feel like I am. I am a HUGE procrastinator, and have never got my wisdom teeth removed. (I only have the top two) The one on the right came through a few months ago, and hasn't caused me ANY pain until this last weekend. The whole right side of my face hurts. I have never had a toothache in my life. This sucks. I had scheduled an appointment with an oral surgeon for this Friday, but I can't wait. I called this morning, and they are getting me in at 9:45. I would much rather deal with the pain of having them removed, then have to deal with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the doggies are doing good. Cecil just LOVES Reddick. They are best friends. They cuddle when they sleep and they always have to be next to each other, or know where the other one is. It's really cute. My birthday is this Saturday, which really sucks, cuz I don't know how much I'll be up to actually doing. We have Po this weekend too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324933991852747106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeX3QLzJKWI/AAAAAAAAA1k/kpxVICeT-04/s320/New+09+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324934396703099922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SeX3nv-_TBI/AAAAAAAAA10/3nAYsXLP0F8/s320/New+09+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well, I'm off to the oral surgeon... I'll write again soon.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-5352586104499527367?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/5352586104499527367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=5352586104499527367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5352586104499527367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5352586104499527367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-dying.html' title='I&apos;m dying.....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SeX3bFCRlrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ZwC_aLFi6LM/s72-c/New+09+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-3681234030080544308</id><published>2009-04-08T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:08:07.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reddick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>I know, I know.... BUT I'M POSTING NOW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0OcJwHDJI/AAAAAAAAA0M/GPYTRAMrVnU/s1600-h/New+09+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322426211438627986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0OcJwHDJI/AAAAAAAAA0M/GPYTRAMrVnU/s320/New+09+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry... I slacked off AGAIN... Anyway... GOOD NEWS! We have a new addition in the "house of Clark"! His name is Reddick, and he is Cecil's new best friend. Yup, that's right. Another weennie (dauschsund) dog. I just can't help myself... and Will and Porter aren't any help either.. they wanted another one too. Cecil needed a friend. We brought home little Reddick yesterday (the 7th) and he's just a little over 6 weeks old. Just a little guy. But let me tell you... he sure does have a personality on him!! He follows Cecil everywhere. And Cecil's not so sure about him yet.... I don't think he knows what to think about little Reddick. I think after a few days that they will be the best of friends. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322426380626061090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0OmABiZyI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Rw2rRwTUBiY/s320/New+09+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322426459388501906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0Oqlb935I/AAAAAAAAA0c/bdI9ZGW8Yt8/s320/New+09+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322426586789831234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0OyACz4kI/AAAAAAAAA0k/C4gqcdxW3TU/s320/New+09+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322426884675540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0PDVwTF4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/tajIoLsU7fk/s320/New+09+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322427141307460162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0PSRyHakI/AAAAAAAAA00/TLto-7k2hJw/s320/New+09+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322427523702704882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0PoiUPyvI/AAAAAAAAA08/FsCKF8IBZFM/s320/New+09+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322428114554507138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0QK7aSz4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/akpqMAZI5Vw/s320/New+09+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter was so excited to have another puppy. He named him. Will and Porter are HUGE Duke fans (college basketball) and there was a kid who played for them (who now plays for the Orlando Magic) who's his name was JJ Reddick. So... that's where the name came from. Reddick is pure black, with one little spot of white fur on his chest. SOOO CUTE. He has big paws, like Cecil did when he was that little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will went and picked Porter up from school and left the dogs in the car... when Will and Po got in the car, Po was playing with Cecil and loving on him, and Will said, "Hey, why don't you love on this one?" And handed Porter the puppy. Will said the look on Porter's face was priceless. He was SOOOO excited. He had no idea that we even had the puppy yet. I wish I would have been there to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter is this weekend... don't know what the plans are yet.. but I'm sure the fam damily will be getting together. I promise to be better about posting! P.R.O.M.I.S.E.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-3681234030080544308?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/3681234030080544308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=3681234030080544308' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3681234030080544308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3681234030080544308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-i-know-but-im-posting-now.html' title='I know, I know.... BUT I&apos;M POSTING NOW!!!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Sd0OcJwHDJI/AAAAAAAAA0M/GPYTRAMrVnU/s72-c/New+09+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-7856710080498242330</id><published>2009-02-20T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:51:43.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>Woah. . . Slacker</title><content type='html'>Sorry... I slacked off there for a couple weeks... Anyway, not much new in our lives right now. Will heard from his Dad a couple weeks ago. For those of you who don't know, Will's parents are in Egypt right now. They are teachers and for the last 5 or so years, they have been teaching abroad. When Will and I first met, his parents were in Kuwait. They have 2-year contracts, but have the summer off, just like in the U.S. So, they come home in the summer. For the beginning of the 2008-2009 school year, they decided to accept jobs in Cairo, Egypt. A.W.E.S.O.M.E. They've traveled there before.. I on the other hand, have NEVER been out of the country. Will and I really want to go to Egypt before his parents come home in June. We REALLY want to get married this summer. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Little Cecil is getting big. He is so stinkin' cute. He has the best personality. I've always said that Dachshunds have the funniest quirks. He does so many little things, it's hard to write them all down or even know where to start. The funny thing is, it's like he my baby. I'm sure when I have kids, I will be even worse. . . haha. I miss him so much during the day, and I know it's different with a doggie, because they have to stay home by themselves during the day, but it's still hard. He needs a friend. (hint hint) &lt;/p&gt;Porter is getting big too. He turned 7 in January. Will and I had him for his birthday, and we asked him what he wanted to do, so we took him to Nicklecade, went and saw the movie- Marley and Me, he also had a friend sleepover that night. It was a lot of fun for him. We had a good day. The older he gets, the funnier he gets. He is so funny sometimes. The wierdest things come out of that kids mouth. He is a really good artist too, loves to draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Kelsey (Will's sister) come down a few weeks ago. She and Cali (her daughter) had tickets to go see the Draper Temple and walk through it. They went with some friends of Kelsey's friends that she knows down here in Salt Lake. We watched Cole for her while they went. Before her and Cali left, we had a really good dinner. It was fun to have them over and spend time together. We need to do that stuff more often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to catch everyone up a little, and let ya'll know we're still alive... I'll write more soon, and post more pics (I haven't downloaded the ones off the camera yet..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-7856710080498242330?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/7856710080498242330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=7856710080498242330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7856710080498242330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7856710080498242330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/02/woah-slacker.html' title='Woah. . . Slacker'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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-5516427202307960902.post-7549372975782209919</id><published>2009-01-05T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:52:40.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luau'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Another year, come and gone.... Last year went by so fast! I promised pictures from our 6th Annual Luau, so here they are...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287833627779467426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIoqxcpCKI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/1e0a7cQnHZI/s320/Christmas+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834033447670322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIpCYrekjI/AAAAAAAAAzg/JBH3tOAylEI/s320/Christmas+08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287833864147196722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIo4h_GWzI/AAAAAAAAAzY/U0TAJiWtB90/s320/Christmas+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834289729168018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIpRTZv4pI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-HHKF4T8KWM/s320/Christmas+08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834752239021154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIpsOYsLGI/AAAAAAAAAzw/-MMuZJXCm78/s320/Christmas+08+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834879690999490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIpzpLnBsI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FUY-x8SnMgY/s320/Christmas+08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835093568945186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIqAF8FfCI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Mv5KszHSfOo/s320/Christmas+08+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For New Years, my Mom invited Will and I out to play some games, and hang out. My Aunt Kiwi (my Mom's little sister) came out too. Ev and Nina had gone over to her parents house, but came home around 10:00. Just in time to play a game. We stayed till about 1:00, then we were ready for bed. WAY past my bed time! Kale and Britt were at a friends house for a party, so they didn't come over. We had Cecil with us, so there were 5 dogs at my Mom's. They are all so cute, I just LOVE them! Porter was with his Mom for New Years. (I'll have to post the pics from New Years, next time.. I don't have them on my computer yet...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-7549372975782209919?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/7549372975782209919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=7549372975782209919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7549372975782209919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7549372975782209919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SWIoqxcpCKI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/1e0a7cQnHZI/s72-c/Christmas+08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-5690303520040310088</id><published>2008-12-26T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:53:32.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>*~ChRiStMaS~*</title><content type='html'>We had a good time spending it with my family. We went out to Kale &amp;amp; Britt's on Christmas Eve to play some games and have some snacks. Tiffany had asked if Po could go with her to her parents house on Christmas Eve, to open gifts and stuff, so Will let him go with her for a few hours while we were out at Kale's. Brittany's Mom came over and so did ours, to play games. We had a good time. Christmas morning, after opening presents, we went back out to Kale's for breakfast around 10:00. We do it every year. Kale and Britt make breakfast for everyone and we open gifts. We stayed till about 3:30, then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of me and my Mom, Christmas Eve. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285234401190543010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjsr32i_qI/AAAAAAAAAxo/KDEtQHgXsdI/s320/Christmas+08+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is my Mom, Britt, and her Mom, Christmas Eve.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285234646167278818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjs6IdjVOI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Wxg1sfOg2oM/s320/Christmas+08+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Kale and Britt, Christmas Eve.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285234804741914066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjtDXMsPdI/AAAAAAAAAx4/JvIjKOvbNxU/s320/Christmas+08+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here's a pic of Kale, Britt, Nina, Ev, and Mom. We were playing games... (Christmas Morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285236541220536402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjuocFdQFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/y03JJ3KunIo/s320/Christmas+08+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here's Po playing with his Nerf gun that Kale &amp;amp; Britt got him for Christmas. He was playing army...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237020098907426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjvEUC9TSI/AAAAAAAAAyY/z8ywCRqEKeM/s320/Christmas+08+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Will took a nap after breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237283008393202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjvTnddr_I/AAAAAAAAAyg/MIletZhH8iM/s320/Christmas+08+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cecil loves his Aunt Brittany... He loves to be cuddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285237635651179554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjvoJKDlCI/AAAAAAAAAyo/VtXsZUUetlQ/s320/Christmas+08+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We took Cecil with us out to their house Christmas Eve, and Christmas day. Kale and Britt's dog, Charlie, doesn't like Cecil. Every time Cecil even walks past him, he just growls and shows his teeth. He's never launched or tried to nip at Cecil, I think he's all bark. It's almost like he's an old man that just doesn't want to be bothered. And little Cecil just wants to play... It's pretty funny. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285235629737249618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjtzYi6C1I/AAAAAAAAAyA/Ue9_diul2i4/s320/Christmas+08+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285235737853874850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjt5rT60qI/AAAAAAAAAyI/GLuO1D2udIo/s320/Christmas+08+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He looks psycho in this picture, but he really is a sweet dog. He just doesn't know what to think about lil' Cecil...&lt;br /&gt;After we left, Po needed to go with his Mom, so she came and got him around 5:00. All in all, it was a good Christmas. Po got spoiled by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Porter had a present for Cecil, and wanted to give it to him early. He ended up giving it to him on the 23rd. It was so cute. Po was so excited to have a present for Cecil.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233985276681922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjsTqc9HsI/AAAAAAAAAxY/6y2HcZqsUgw/s320/Christmas+08+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285234152107661650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjsdX8j2VI/AAAAAAAAAxg/SwWY3Lvfehk/s320/Christmas+08+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Will and I went to our Annual Christmas Luau on the 20th, and I have a bunch of pics to post from that. Here's a preview...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285238664366030354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjwkBayfhI/AAAAAAAAAyw/jEMXUANRYDc/s320/Christmas+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-5690303520040310088?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/5690303520040310088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=5690303520040310088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5690303520040310088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5690303520040310088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='*~ChRiStMaS~*'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SVjsr32i_qI/AAAAAAAAAxo/KDEtQHgXsdI/s72-c/Christmas+08+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-3381147706687262921</id><published>2008-12-16T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:54:36.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>Playing Soccer, the Snow, &amp; Mirrors</title><content type='html'>That's right folks. Cecil plays soccer. Porter has a mini soccer ball that Cecil will chase up and down the hall... We'll hit it back and forth between us, and he'll chase it between us. He's so funny. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280431938057545474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfc3uiMJwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/CZ8z0c1nFxc/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280432248594547490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfdJzX-wyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mTw8AZfQt2A/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It snowed pretty bad over the weekend, and we took him outside to experience his first snow. He was kind of scared at first, but then started warming up to it. He would run up and down the sidewalk as fast as he could, and would hop through the snow like a little bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280432865165408946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfdtsR7erI/AAAAAAAAAwY/1LcfYXmODh4/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280433180787450834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfeAEEFo9I/AAAAAAAAAwg/soiFxtLYMiw/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280433970911414514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfeuDgUiPI/AAAAAAAAAwo/xtC8DJfW3FU/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280434739460353298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUffaykqrRI/AAAAAAAAAww/RDiE8SPw4Q0/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280435438191204114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfgDdjFVxI/AAAAAAAAAw4/M100UEboDu8/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, he has found his reflection in the mirror. He goes crazy over it. He thinks it's another dog, so he barks his head off. It's pretty cute. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280435646698000274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfgPmS-j5I/AAAAAAAAAxA/TY4KzCqZmHg/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436128884083762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfgrqlGTDI/AAAAAAAAAxI/_uDONZa8sxs/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436510269697202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfhB3Wg7LI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qOgyjGLpDSI/s320/New+Cecil+12.16.08+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-3381147706687262921?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/3381147706687262921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=3381147706687262921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3381147706687262921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3381147706687262921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-soccer-snow-mirrors.html' title='Playing Soccer, the Snow, &amp; Mirrors'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SUfc3uiMJwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/CZ8z0c1nFxc/s72-c/New+Cecil+12.16.08+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-7193595094916392567</id><published>2008-12-05T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:57:17.604-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>And then there was Cec...              (pronounced Seece)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmpifbZA6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/-NcxSlRVJ1k/s1600-h/Cecil+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276434848458277794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmpifbZA6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/-NcxSlRVJ1k/s320/Cecil+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guy makes us so happy. I come home everyday to check on him at lunch and he is always so excited to see me. After he's done freaking out for about 5 minutes straight, then he cuddles on me... Wants me to hold him and kiss him, like a little baby. We got him some new bones last weekend too, and he loves them.. look at his tounge lickin' away...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276435179578633458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmp1w8orPI/AAAAAAAAAuA/S4JJpeuLiWY/s320/Cecil+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When I went home for lunch yesterday, the little stink-face had pulled one of my t-shirts through (underneath) the bathroom door. It was sitting right outside the door, which is in front of the laundry room.. and in his little reach. So, he pulled it through and put it on his potty pad and 'marked his territory.' I called Will to tell him about it, and to also tell him that we forgot to take the toilet paper roll off the 'hanger thingy' (of course he got a hold of that too...remember the last post..?..) anyway, Will thought it was HILARIOUS. He's the one who came up with the thought that Cecil was just marking his territory. I think he was just bored, and this was something fun to do, to occupy his time in his 'prison cell' of a bathroom. hahahahaha. I did laugh.. I have to admit. It was funny. Not so much when I was cleaning it up though... and he is trying to get attention from me at the same time... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276435526171632258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmqJ8G2IoI/AAAAAAAAAuI/7Bya41Jqm14/s320/Cecil+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On to something else... we have family pictures this weekend with my family. On Sunday, we are supposed to meet downtown around 2:00. Just my immediate family, my Mom, Kale-Britt &amp;amp; Charlie (their weenie dog), Ev &amp;amp; Nina, Me-Will-Po &amp;amp; Cecil... I really want all the dogs to be in the picture because I feel guilty only having Charlie and Cecil be there... that's not right, all of them should be there. So, I'll let you know what takes place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving was 'ok'. We had it at my cousin Nicki's house. Her and her husband, Brian, were gracious enough to have our whole CrAzY family at their house. Bless their stupid, silly hearts... haha... just kidding. We had a good time. Everyone got there around 1:00, Will and I were about a half hour late, and my Mom, Ev &amp;amp; Nina showed about around 2:00 or so... That's the Fitch's for ya... We munched on a few snacks and things while we waited for our 'main course' to be ready. I think we probably ate around 3:00 or so.. I made my 7-layer bean dip that everyone loves, and it was gone pretty fast. My Mom brought her 'ScRaMbLe' mix (she always makes it around the holidays), it's kinda like a chex mix thing, but WWWAAAYYY better. Trust me. And a few other people brought snacky things. Dinner was pretty good. We all played games after and watched 'Elf'. (I LOVE that movie) One of my other cousin's kids fell asleep on my lap while we were watching the movie and playing a card game. He is sooo stinkin' cute. Anyway, all in all, it was fun getting together with everyone. By the way, it was my Mom's side of the family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a pic of Will and I..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276435810585394770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmqafoXvlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/sCbfVuFUfYs/s320/Cecil+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Left to Right: Nina, Ev, Kale, cousin DJ, Britt, Cousin Cody&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276435953545105586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmqi0Mn0LI/AAAAAAAAAuY/rL84Y2k2Fqc/s320/Cecil+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cousin Steph with Paris, Maison, &amp;amp; lil' David...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276436442985692194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmq_TgWfCI/AAAAAAAAAug/UUcgEr8HrUA/s320/Cecil+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cousin Mandy &amp;amp; Cousin Nicki (sisters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276436744455329522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmrQ2kUFvI/AAAAAAAAAuo/lrzGtqRZu7c/s320/Cecil+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cousin Nicki with her niece Kennedy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276437010773261954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmrgWrdPoI/AAAAAAAAAuw/CAidAPd3nVU/s320/Cecil+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aunt Susan, Grandma, and Cousin DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276437294434736530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmrw3Zn2ZI/AAAAAAAAAu4/We6opkxIPPI/s320/Cecil+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My 2 brothers, Kale &amp;amp; Ev with their S.O.'s Britt &amp;amp; Nina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276437649964253026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmsFj2dv2I/AAAAAAAAAvA/n0H-ypzI4EU/s320/Cecil+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here's cousin Steph with lil' Dave, Kaden, Keaton, and Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276438311249634914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmssDVL5mI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Y6hTkM0bFzc/s320/Cecil+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; L to R: Karlie, Paris, Tori, Grandma, and my Mom Shannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276440304360644450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmugEP4X2I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/i0bA-WeCLdQ/s320/Cecil+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brian, Cody, Karlie, Kennedy, and Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276440693916613234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmu2vdQunI/AAAAAAAAAvY/U2jmJdo50fk/s320/Cecil+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't know what we're doing for Christmas this year.. haven't decided. I'm sure we'll go up to Logan on Christmas Eve to see Will's family. They have a tradition on Christmas Eve to play this game they call the 'Christmas Game', and it's a LOT of fun. Last year, after that was over, we went up to the spend Christmas at the Cabin with Will's parents cuz they were here last year and usually aren't. For those of you who don't know, Will's parent have a cabin at Bear Lake, and we like to go up as much as possible when they are here. They teach overseas, and are gone most of the year. So, we don't see them very often. They left Aug '07 to go to Jakarta and they ended up HATING it, so they came home right after Thanksgiving '07. They were home (USA) till Aug of this year and now they are in Cairo, Egypt. Will and I would love to go visit them there before they come home for the summer. THAT WOULD BE FREAKIN' AWESOME! I've never been out of the country...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, so we'll probably spend Christmas Eve in Logan and Christmas Day with my family. In the past, we go to Kale &amp;amp; Britt's house in the morning and have breakfast and just hang out. Open presents and stuff. Just spend time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We put our tree up the weekend after Thanksgiving. I love putting up the tree. I just like having it out. Porter was really excited to get it out and help decorate it. He kept begging me to. This first pic is with the flash OFF.. the second is with the flash ON.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276441773754062786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmv1mKkl8I/AAAAAAAAAvg/RVI3kwktigA/s320/Cecil+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276442051465837522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmwFwuN-9I/AAAAAAAAAvo/dbwN73y4-XU/s320/Cecil+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-7193595094916392567?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/7193595094916392567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=7193595094916392567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7193595094916392567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7193595094916392567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-then-there-was-cecprounounced-seece.html' title='And then there was Cec...              (pronounced Seece)'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/STmpifbZA6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/-NcxSlRVJ1k/s72-c/Cecil+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-5160650932694492263</id><published>2008-11-25T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:02:04.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>***tWiLiGhT***</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOWEE WOW WOW! I went and saw the Twilight movie last weekend (Saturday afternoon) with some of my BeAuTiFuL cousins. IT WAS AWESOME! I am jealous of Edward and Bella. Being young and infatuated with each other. aaawwwww. It's sort of refreshing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we were crate-training Cecil for the last few weeks. He has graduated to the bathroom. A little bit more freedom for him. Well, one day last week, I came home for lunch to check on him, and this is what I found...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273001499287837538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SS127REnW2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jC9cW7cJ65I/s320/Cecil+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here he is waiting outside the bathroom, looking at me like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What? Did I do something wrong?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273001768878315634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SS13K9X_mHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/f6bHAR_kBuQ/s320/Cecil+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He loves anything that comes out of the dryer. These are 'newly warmed' towells... I let him cuddle on them for a minute... Look at that face! How can I resist!?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273002157269658722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SS13hkPtLGI/AAAAAAAAAtg/r3RE8LiaqPQ/s320/Cecil+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Little stinker. He is so dang cute. I love how excited he gets when we come home. He has a great personality. Will gave him a new toy to play with.. a golf ball. And he loves it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273003615954679426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SS142eRUNoI/AAAAAAAAAto/_P9kas7N1nc/s320/Cecil+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273004139839095874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SS15U95GBEI/AAAAAAAAAtw/sFscH5i9Z7Q/s320/Cecil+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-5160650932694492263?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/5160650932694492263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=5160650932694492263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5160650932694492263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5160650932694492263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='***tWiLiGhT***'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SS127REnW2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jC9cW7cJ65I/s72-c/Cecil+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2711461567100816985</id><published>2008-11-13T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:02:39.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>Little Cecil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRxnQucEwlI/AAAAAAAAAtA/hCKXV_-NbSc/s1600-h/Cecil+11.5.08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268199201157988946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRxnQucEwlI/AAAAAAAAAtA/hCKXV_-NbSc/s320/Cecil+11.5.08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRxnHGWX4zI/AAAAAAAAAs4/9TYeFpYwkkY/s1600-h/Cecil+11.5.08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268199035777835826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRxnHGWX4zI/AAAAAAAAAs4/9TYeFpYwkkY/s320/Cecil+11.5.08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't posted about Cecil for a few posts now... So I thought I'd post some more pics of him. He is turning into a 'long dog' (hahaha) that's what I call our daschsunds (or weenie dogs). He is the cutest. And he has such a great personality on him. That is of course, except for at 2 in the morning when he thinks it's time to get up and play. Little turd. That happened last night. Will ended up staying up with him from midnight to about 1, then Will snuck out into the living room while I was sleeping, and left me to fend myself with Cecil. Sneaky Sneak. SO, I was up with Cecil till about 2 or so. Off and On. He would lay down and relax for about 10-15 minutes, then want to get up and play again. I just had to keep telling him NO, and try to settle him down. Finally he fell asleep around 3 and I had to get up at 5:50. Anyway, here are some pictures of him... I made him a little sweater..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268198890625540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRxm-pnXowI/AAAAAAAAAsw/b-8V0JOxyzw/s320/Cecil+11.5.08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268199312657890626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRxnXNzuPUI/AAAAAAAAAtI/eeKEBEk4r3g/s320/Cecil+11.5.08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2711461567100816985?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2711461567100816985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2711461567100816985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2711461567100816985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2711461567100816985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-cecil.html' title='Little Cecil'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SRxnQucEwlI/AAAAAAAAAtA/hCKXV_-NbSc/s72-c/Cecil+11.5.08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-5660801203546711455</id><published>2008-11-11T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:03:10.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accident'/><title type='text'>Will &amp; I are now carpooling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRntqveQCgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bvn0kCR1pPw/s1600-h/Accident+11.10.08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267502557740141058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRntqveQCgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bvn0kCR1pPw/s320/Accident+11.10.08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there I was driving home from work yesterday... and I get side-swiped by some crazy lady driver going god-knows-how-fast. I was driving along in the right hand lane, and she was in the far left (on the freeway). All the sudden, I see her cutting across all 3 lanes to try and get off the exit that was on the right hand side of the freeway. It just so happens I was in her way. She didn't have her blinker on and it didn't seem like she even looked to see if anyone was in the way. She just darted across the freeway. Best part of it is.. she has no insurance. She hit the front, left side of my truck, and smacked the rest of her SUV into mine as we kept going.. I have quite a bit of body damage, and the alignment is off. Lovely. When we came to a stop, I was freaking out. Crying like a baby. IT SCARED THE SHI* OUT OF ME. I immediately called Will and told him what happened. She hit me pretty hard. I didn't really feel much pain or stiffness last night, but this morning my back is really bugging me. (More than normal.) (For those of you who don't know, I have Scoliosis.. and I pretty much just deal with the pain on a daily basis anyway..) Back to the story.. when we came to a stop, I couldn't control my tears, they just kept coming. I was so freaked out. I have NEVER been in an accident that severe. I've been in rear-end crashes, but that's about it. Anyway, she came and knocked on the window (while she was on her cell phone) and she asked if I was ok. That was it. Then she walked away. Looking back on the situation it seemed like she didn't even care that she almost killed me. I am surprised I didn't yell at her. I was so mad, but scared at the same time. And the BITC* doesn't have insurance. GREAT. Now what am I going to do. I can't afford to pay for my truck to get fixed. Anyway, here are some pics... the drivers side door will only open a few inches, so when I got home I had to crawl out the passenger side.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267502926042765090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRnuALgcFyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/d6gcHUdZFtY/s320/Accident+11.10.08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267503175138427634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRnuOrdeQvI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nFsPD1R7rD0/s320/Accident+11.10.08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267503905000117538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRnu5KaD1SI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_BJsmRu9dzk/s320/Accident+11.10.08+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267503728561535410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRnuu5H0ubI/AAAAAAAAAho/ZpW_6ZA8TjM/s320/Accident+11.10.08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-5660801203546711455?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/5660801203546711455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=5660801203546711455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5660801203546711455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5660801203546711455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-i-are-now-carpooling.html' title='Will &amp; I are now carpooling...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SRntqveQCgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bvn0kCR1pPw/s72-c/Accident+11.10.08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-9052013955686362919</id><published>2008-11-03T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:04:03.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loosing Teeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>Loosing Teeth &amp; Playin In Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8oP6x4GBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/A9-ofi6jsKI/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470743361001490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8oP6x4GBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/A9-ofi6jsKI/s320/Halloween+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a pretty eventful weekend. Porter dressed up as a vampire (again.) He wanted to wear his costume again because it still fit. He didn't have school on Friday, so I had to leave work around 2 to pick him up. As we were on our way to the house to pick up Cecil, Porter started messing with his loose tooth. It was ready to come out. So, I told him to keep messing with it and it would come right out. Sure enough, it came out! He was so excited! It was his first tooth that he lost! So, we called his Dad and he told Will all about it. That night, the tooth fairy came and left him $1.00. Porter really wanted to keep his tooth for some reason, so Will talked to the tooth fairy and asked her to make sure to leave the tooth so that Porter could keep it. He's a funny kid.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470832926260130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8oVIb5e6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/vsOat3B6seY/s320/Halloween+2008+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He had his school Halloween parade on Thursday, because of 'no school' on Friday. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264466180344465762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8kGUN9SWI/AAAAAAAAAfw/JJTekXHR3Yo/s320/Halloween+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after he pulled his tooth out on Friday, we were both dressed up, so we got Cecil and went to see Will at his work. Everyone loved our costumes. Tiffany wanted to take Po trick-or-treating, so we took him up to her at the salon around 5:30. They went trick-or-treating with Cooper (Po's friend) and Cooper's Mom and 2 sisters. They had a lot of fun. We got a call from Tiff around 8, saying that Ashley's (Cooper's Mom) car wouldn't start. Tiffany had left her car at Ashley's house, and they all road in Ashley's... So, Will, Cecil, and I went to rescue everyone. We went and picked up Tiff, Ashley, Po, Coop, and Coop's 2 little sister's (I don't remember their names...) and took them all to Ashley's house. We hung out for a bit and let the kids play, then it was time to go home. It was our weekend, so we took Po home with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning, I woke up pretty early with Po and Cecil. I couldn't sleep... So, we let Will sleep, and went into the living room to play. Cecil and Po were wrestling and I was watching and laughing. They make me laugh pretty hard. Po gets him so riled up. Cecil will bark at him, with his little barky voice. It's pretty cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264466669516257634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8kiyhmeWI/AAAAAAAAAgA/S7DhvVK3YH4/s320/Halloween+2008+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264468276380038002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8mAUjx83I/AAAAAAAAAgI/WGv-kgOANk8/s320/Halloween+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264466420199226466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8kURvyfGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/brkN2ZyBR0c/s320/Halloween+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470553958788226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8oE5M3rII/AAAAAAAAAg4/64PSg2wsK98/s320/Halloween+2008+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the aftermath of the wrestling... He's pooped. So, he comes and cuddles with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264468803206554850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8me_JApOI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/WgmsrjznoQs/s320/Halloween+2008+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264469058498635938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8mt2LYqKI/AAAAAAAAAgY/KvjidY6wA_Q/s320/Halloween+2008+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We took Cecil on a walk on Saturday evening, and he loved it. He was going crazy running through the leaves. He's a crazy dog. He had a lot of fun. He got running so fast, the leave would fly up behind him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264469312438321058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8m8oLUv6I/AAAAAAAAAgg/5W1Js37HfP8/s320/Halloween+2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264469784473534978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8nYGpSggI/AAAAAAAAAgo/aeV4sBQlgU0/s320/Halloween+2008+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470105181488834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8nqxYBhsI/AAAAAAAAAgw/swONarNkJv4/s320/Halloween+2008+048.jpg" border="0" /&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/5516427202307960902-9052013955686362919?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/9052013955686362919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=9052013955686362919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9052013955686362919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9052013955686362919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/11/loosing-teeth-playin-in-leaves.html' title='Loosing Teeth &amp; Playin In Leaves'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SQ8oP6x4GBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/A9-ofi6jsKI/s72-c/Halloween+2008+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-5349288059223607972</id><published>2008-10-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:09:27.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween is upon us.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXbD0bJZdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/IpUHcSiffoc/s1600-h/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261852598310888914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXbD0bJZdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/IpUHcSiffoc/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Will and I went to 'The Broderick Halloween Party' this weekend. It was soooo much fun. We dressed up as the Scarecrow and Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz. I borrowed the Scarecrow costume from my Aunt Jacque.. she made it years ago, and it's a pretty cool costume. Will looked really good in it. (I don't think he realized what I got him into when he agreed to be the Scarecrow...) We had fun. It was nice to dress up together. I really liked my outfit. It came together well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261853477495766450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXb2_pJ_bI/AAAAAAAAAcY/E5WZuMuyWt0/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I think I'll wear it to work on Friday. The firm pays for the employees to go to lunch and bowling at Fatcats. It's a lot of fun. And most people dress up.&lt;br /&gt;A few famous faces were at 'The Broderick Halloween Party'... we had "Fire &amp;amp; Ice" from&lt;br /&gt;'Blades of Glory'.&lt;a href="http://dvd.easycinema.com/easy/images/products/9/71029-large.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXdhCJoi9I/AAAAAAAAAco/MqW72BeuJok/s1600-h/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261855299234991058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXdhCJoi9I/AAAAAAAAAco/MqW72BeuJok/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://garysundt.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/blades_of_glory.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://garysundt.wordpress.com/2008/03/&amp;amp;h=250&amp;amp;w=430&amp;amp;sz=32&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;usg=__gj7vF_ScN2F8UHgdIbOJFpoGyXc=&amp;amp;tbnid=2I1IopSQYJllJM:&amp;amp;tbnh=73&amp;amp;tbnw=126&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dblades%2Bof%2Bglory%2BAND%2Bfire%2Band%2Bice%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4SUNA_enUS285US285%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXfb-jIidI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FahvU_dgLGw/s1600-h/10469761_gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261857411392113106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXfb-jIidI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FahvU_dgLGw/s320/10469761_gal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXeH-R9aGI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7cXG_hOspoI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was David Bowie from the 80's movie "The Labyrinth"... Here he is with Camille Toe - feeling the burn... and another picture of him with Billy Ray Cyrus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(You'll see more of Billy and his daughter later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXiBckB5uI/AAAAAAAAAdY/8pbtIcqH4wE/s1600-h/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261860254127351522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXiBckB5uI/AAAAAAAAAdY/8pbtIcqH4wE/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXhVIwvCcI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/93CsFktIV9Y/s1600-h/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261859492897688002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXhVIwvCcI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/93CsFktIV9Y/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261863080027958850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXkl73PLkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/apxEUfH0KnI/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...We had 'Camille Toe'... She's famous for her "Feel the Burn" video...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261857926835659906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXf5-uc5II/AAAAAAAAAdI/nzGhNnB7Qfw/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mannah Montana and Billy Ray were there ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXqg-MxFhI/AAAAAAAAAd4/85Njr7KGv8I/s1600-h/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261869591825552914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXqg-MxFhI/AAAAAAAAAd4/85Njr7KGv8I/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXpuX_rL7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/6KdGS1P5oe8/s1600-h/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261868722576633778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXpuX_rL7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/6KdGS1P5oe8/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was escaped convicts, a spider, a couple cops, vampires, a pimp, Lil' Wayne, a laughing tootsie roll, a mummy, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261870225865601922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXrF4Lsc4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/ofEwRrpaE8s/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261870532425424834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXrXuNQH8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZdjKj5sxpHA/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261870737884712834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXrjrmkD4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/9Z4JHXV_J8g/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261871341939419538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXsG14baZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0fGpijNEmVY/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261871800270919634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXshhTLF9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/DbNu6wnP9XU/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261872380329762898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXtDSL-oFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zb2BE89s_QI/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875585161900498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXv91HgMdI/AAAAAAAAAew/_vzkD7vztfI/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261876791764824610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXxEEEDsiI/AAAAAAAAAe4/zSoGhcdwxmI/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261877173385257346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXxaRtdYYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/m5CUpspi3EU/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261877018145866610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXxRPZgQ3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/XE4vLKkXPtc/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261879267451936514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXzUKt3HwI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/guAGPbXPtrI/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261879556387673458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXzk_FglXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/mBpVkPMi300/s320/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-5349288059223607972?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/5349288059223607972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=5349288059223607972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5349288059223607972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5349288059223607972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-is-upon-us.html' title='Halloween is upon us.....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SQXbD0bJZdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/IpUHcSiffoc/s72-c/Cecil+and+HalloweenParty+10.25.08+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1865791679566349611</id><published>2008-10-24T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:11:40.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>I am tryin' not to slack....</title><content type='html'>I REALLY AM! I want to start posting at least 2 or 3 times a week. I swear! It's just a matter of finding fun things to blog about while not boring the crap out of everyone... I guess I could always just post more pics of Cecil and Porter... I can't ever get enough of that! :) Here's Cecil Sleeping...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260800152973062482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQId3cBHsVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tfY2-cScL2Q/s320/Cecil+10.21.08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the meantime, Will has returned from his adventure in Baltimore. As I mentioned in a previous post, he was sent there for work. They promoted him, and sent him off for training. He had a really good time. Met a lot of fun people, from around the country, and the globe for that matter. There were a few gentlemen there from England. Anyway, all in all, I am GLAD to have him home. It gets lonely with only a wiener dog to talk to... (and he doesn't talk back... not yet anyway...) As a matter of fact, I haven't even heard him bark yet! He whines a lot, but no barks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecil has found the sun! He loves to lay on the carpet in front of the sliding glass door in our apartment. He'll stretch his little body out in front of the window and just bathe in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260801194813026722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQIe0FLH8aI/AAAAAAAAAbo/URf386cPQIQ/s320/Cecil+10.21.08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260801421982208482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQIfBTcekeI/AAAAAAAAAbw/iINVTu9Aobs/s320/Cecil+10.21.08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last week while Will was gone, I took little Cecil out to my Mom's house to meet his cousins (the other 4 wiener dogs) and visit with my Mom. So much for a fun trip to 'Grandma's' house to visit with the cousins... First off, let me give you a little background on the 'cousins'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we (Kale, Ev, and I) were little, my Dad brought home our first wiener dog. We named him Chester. Chester was such a good dog. Thinking about him gets me all teary-eyed. I miss him so. Chester was dubbed the "huntin', fishin', campin' dog". He LOVED anything outdoors. We have so much video-tape of him while we were out camping or on the boat. He would literally get on the back of the boat and try to get the fish as my Dad reeled them in! Anyway, long story short, he was the best dog and we loved him so. After being blessed with him being around for about ten years, he ended up getting some sort of bone cancer growth or brain tumor on his little head. We noticed it in the spring of 2000 (I think) a little bump that was growing underneath his right ear (I think). We watched it for a couple weeks, and it concerned us to the point that we took him to our vet's office. That's when we got the horrible news. Basically there was nothing they could do. To operate would be very expensive and they didn't guarantee that he would even make it through the surgery. Our instructions were very simple: make his life as happy as you possibly can until he gets to the point that he can't function on his own. He lasted a long 5 months, and he had his good and bad days. I remember it got to the point in August that we were thinking of taking him in and putting him down. He got so bad that he couldn't walk straight, would have accidents, run into things, and was just not the same doggie we knew. So, we'd decide, "ok, tomorrow we'll take him in." Then the next day he would be perfectly fine! Like a totally different dog. So, of course we couldn't take him in. We just kept holding on, as long as he wanted to hold on. He lasted until September 28th of 2000, and Sept. 28th just so happens to be my Mom's birthday. (I think he waited till that day for a reason.) He didn't want to be forgotten and it was very special for us. It was like he was saying, "Ok, I think I can go now, and everything will be ok". I remember getting the call from my Mom at about 8 o'clock that night (I was up at a friends house) to come home cuz it was time. I knew exactly what she was talking about and I literally &lt;em&gt;ran &lt;/em&gt;home as fast as I could. Kale, Everett, and one of Kale's best friends (since elementary) was there waiting, along with my Mom. When I walked in, Chester was lying there on the kitchen floor, just lifeless. I got down on my hands and knees to lay next to him. I remember looking into his eyes and knowing he was ready to go. So, we packed everyone and everything up and took off to the after-hours vet hosp. I sat in the front seat with Chester wrapped in a blanket, as we drove to downtown SLC. Once we got to the hospital, they took us all into a little room, and the Dr has us all leave while he put the tiny little IV in Chester's tiny little leg. The Dr called us all back in to say our 'Goodbye's' and we just cried and cried. (I am actually crying right now, just remembering that moment.) They let us stay in the room while they injected the "sleeping med" into the little IV, and we just watched him fall asleep. So peaceful. We were so happy that he was not in pain anymore, but so sad that we weren't going to have him anymore. The Dr asked my Mom what we wanted to do with him afterwards, and my Mom said that we were going to bury him in our backyard. So, we had his blanket to wrap him in, and a box to take him back home in. We buried him with all his possessions, his doggie bowl, his collar and leash, his tennis ball, and a few other things. He's in our backyard, where he always loved to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WOW! So much for long-story-short.... sorry about that... The reason I brought up Chester, was because about a week after he passed, it was way too quiet in the house. We needed another little wiener dog. So, we went wiener dog shopping. We found a little red one, that really resembled Chester, and we named him C.J. (Chester Jr). After about 2 years of having C.J., we decided he needed a friend. So, we went wiener dog shopping again. We found little Tug. (Kale named him.) Then, a few more years later, someone noticed that we had wiener dogs and stopped by the house. They had a female and asked my Mom if they could "borrow" C.J.. . . hahaha Well, we got to pick one of the puppies out of the liter. We picked a girl, and we named her Molly. Little Molly full-grown weighs in at about 5 lbs. She is tiny. And she rules the roost. Don't let her fool you. Then 2 years ago, my brother Kale wanted to get a dog for him and his wife. So Kale found a liter on KSL.com and talked me into getting one as well. Kale got Charlie, and I got Eddie. My baby Eddie is deaf and partially blind (so he's not all there) but for having disabilities, he is a very good dog. Just a teddy bear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So... back to last week... while Cecil and I were out visiting, my Mom and I went outside with all the doggies to let them play and get to know their new baby cuzin, Cecil. When all the sudden, out of the freakin' blue, Tug and Eddie get into it! BAD! All I remember hearing was growling and barking and yipe-ing. Like they were trying to kill each other. I yelled to my Mom to grab Cecil so he didn't get caught in the action, and I went head first into a dog-fight. Trying my hardest to pull them apart. (I'm not so good at pulling dogs apart in a dog-fight.) Everett was in the house, heard the commotion, and came running outside to pull them apart. He grabbed Tug and pulled him away, and as he did that I noticed blood on him. I grabbed Eddie and took him in the house to inspect the damage. Tug had bit the tiniest piece of Eddie's right ear. I'm talking the very tip of his ear, and it was as small as the tip of a ballpoint pen. But it would not quit bleeding. Needless to say, I had blood all over my clothes. But I was not even worried about that. I was worried about my Eddie. Poor little guy doesn't know what's going on. I got him to sort-of settle down, and held his ear with a paper towel to try to get it to stop bleeding. Then he would wiggle away, and flip his head around and blood would go flying. (talk about a pain in the butt) so, I'd have to wrestle him down again, and try to hold his ear. I ended up cleaning it and putting some neosporin on it with some band aids (and yes, they did stick). He's ok now, and Ev inspected Tug, and there were no war wounds on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So much for a fun time at Grandma's house... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wednesday night, I gave Cecil his first bath. Will went and bought some doggie shampoo and I gave the little guy a scrub. He hated it. He was trying to climb out of the tub the entire time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260801632486488562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQIfNjom-fI/AAAAAAAAAb4/r6IStq5scyY/s320/Cecil+10.21.08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260802060522516962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQIfmeMWceI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rxIU64GBB1I/s320/Cecil+10.21.08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260802206544898930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SQIfu-KzK3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/hziG337NO2Q/s320/Cecil+10.21.08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1865791679566349611?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1865791679566349611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1865791679566349611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1865791679566349611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1865791679566349611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-tryin-not-to-slack.html' title='I am tryin&apos; not to slack....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SQId3cBHsVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tfY2-cScL2Q/s72-c/Cecil+10.21.08+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2817318747077829703</id><published>2008-10-10T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:12:26.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>More Pics of Baby Cecil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9tqo1f4dI/AAAAAAAAAao/YV2P2XNRC7U/s1600-h/Cecil+10.10.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255539869448397266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9tqo1f4dI/AAAAAAAAAao/YV2P2XNRC7U/s320/Cecil+10.10.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me just tell you how much fun and joy little Cecil has brought to our family. He always brings a smile to our faces. He is such a smart little doggie. I am so glad that I insisted on getting him. He's got a really fun personality. It seems like he grows overnight, every night. When we wake up in the morning, he seems longer. hahahaha. Porter just loves him. In the morning when it's time to get Po up to get ready for school, Will HAS to take Cecil in there to wake Porter up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought him this weenie dog toy from the pet store that is just about as long as he is. It's pretty funny to watch him attack and play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9tW_S_W7I/AAAAAAAAAag/v3yW2gXLXTk/s1600-h/Cecil+10.10.08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255539531880291250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9tW_S_W7I/AAAAAAAAAag/v3yW2gXLXTk/s320/Cecil+10.10.08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255540340229987650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9uGCok3UI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tuQdJ0UDFmI/s320/Cecil+10.10.08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He is the most innocent when he is sleeping . . . he's probably pondering what more trouble he could cause when he wakes up . . . little stinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9s-n8JfaI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jBUP1gXQRW0/s1600-h/Cecil+10.10.08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255539113293610402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9s-n8JfaI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jBUP1gXQRW0/s320/Cecil+10.10.08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Whenever we can't find him. . . there are only 2 places that he loves to hide. He is either under our bed being sneaky, or in our closet investigating the shoes. He is so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255540561969253474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9uS8rVjGI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FyNeQNF5qzc/s320/Cecil+10.10.08+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here he is running out of our closet at lightening speed. He knew he better get out of there fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255540770379135090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9ufFEH-HI/AAAAAAAAAbA/E9TQLAiu-ng/s320/Cecil+10.10.08+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this picture was hilarious. Will had him all riled up, and as he turned around to run away, I snapped this picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255543815950639106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9xQWs9IAI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HKHL3AGCihE/s320/Cecil+10.10.08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... Will is going out of town for a week this Sunday. He has work training in Baltimore, and won't be back till next Friday. It's going to be a rough week. We've never spent that much time apart. I take him to the airport this Sunday afternoon, and then I'll pick him up on Friday when he comes home. At least I'll have Cecil...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2817318747077829703?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2817318747077829703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2817318747077829703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2817318747077829703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2817318747077829703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-pics-of-baby-cecil.html' title='More Pics of Baby Cecil...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SO9tqo1f4dI/AAAAAAAAAao/YV2P2XNRC7U/s72-c/Cecil+10.10.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-3830631768097620167</id><published>2008-10-02T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:21:02.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was tagged by Kristen, I haven't ever followed through with a 'tag', so this is a FIRST!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 years ago....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I was 17... getting close to graduation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. my Mom and Dad were in the middle of their horrid divorce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. had my first car... for only a few months.. (long story.....)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. worked at zuka juice part time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. was a dancin' fool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things on my list for today....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. go home for lunch to see Cecil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Will has a softball game at 8:30..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. pick Po up from Daycare after work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. CLEAN THE STINKIN APT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. do laundry (sounds like a fun day, huh?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snacks I enjoy....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. LOVE chips &amp;amp; salsa (especially from Chili's)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. ruffles ridges chips &amp;amp; my cottage chesse dip (really good recipe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. nachos (duh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. cheese and saltine crackers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. vanilla frosting on saltine crackers (SERIOUSLY.. you should try it!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things I would do if I was a millionaire....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. pay off everything...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. buy a house (one with a big yard)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. have a weiner dog farm (hahahaha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. have a HUGE savings account&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. have an awesome wardrobe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Places I have lived....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. West Jordan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Midvale/Ft Union&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jobs I have had....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. zuka juice (back when it was zuka)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. customer service/water girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. data entry/medical claims&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. title company/escrow assistant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. receptionist/office admin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Kelsey C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Chelsea J&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Lindsey S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Laura&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Jenn T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-3830631768097620167?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/3830631768097620167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=3830631768097620167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3830631768097620167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3830631768097620167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-tagged-by-kristin-i-havent-ever.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged.....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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-5516427202307960902.post-6757153829374908076</id><published>2008-10-01T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:13:42.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>Bringing Home Baby...</title><content type='html'>So... I got a call on Monday (Sept 29th) afternoon from Dusty, saying there was good news and bad news. I told him to give me the bad news first.. which is, Brook called around to different vets and none of them will do the puppies first shots till the end of Oct. The good news is... we could come get Cecil whenever we wanted, as long as we take care of the shots. FINE WITH ME!! I wasn't planning on having him until the second week in Oct., so this was really exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and picked up Porter from daycare after work on Monday, and suprised him. We went and picked up lil' Cecil. He is so sweet. My Mom wanted to come with us to pick him up, so I stopped and got her (she just lives down the street from where we were going) she was in LOVE with all the little puppies. She has always said that she wants a weiner dog farm. haha.. Like I mentioned in the previous posts, there are 4 at my Mom's. When we dropped my Mom back off at home, we took Cecil in to see the other 4. They didn't know what to think about him... they just sniffed him up and down, and were really gentle. I'll have to take him out there often, so they are used to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks every morning when I need to leave to go to work. I HATE hearing him cry. Poor little guy. I know he'll be fine, and that he'll eventually calm down, but I still feel horrible leaving him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-6757153829374908076?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/6757153829374908076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=6757153829374908076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6757153829374908076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6757153829374908076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/10/bringing-home-baby.html' title='Bringing Home Baby...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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-5516427202307960902.post-8144927205090817400</id><published>2008-09-26T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:14:34.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>Cecil - The weenie dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz17MT7HnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mPT9f0wabKA/s1600-h/Cecil+9.25.08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250341662873034354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz17MT7HnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mPT9f0wabKA/s320/Cecil+9.25.08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz1R67d7UI/AAAAAAAAAZo/biVuJlbUcGQ/s1600-h/Cecil+9.25.08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250340953832418626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz1R67d7UI/AAAAAAAAAZo/biVuJlbUcGQ/s320/Cecil+9.25.08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. to elaborate on 'the new puppy'.. I went to visit him last night. This is the 3rd time that I have gone to see him. (I can't help it..) And the owner's don't mind, cuz they are our friends. So, it works out nicely. Cecil is so stinkin' cute. I cannot wait to bring him home. Will and I were talking about it last night, and he is pretty excited too. I talked with Brooke &amp;amp; Dusty (the owners) and they said the puppies will probably be able to leave in about a week and a half.. or so... (hopefully a week.. I'm dyin') Anyway, here are some good pictures that I took with my camera last night when I was out there. Enjoy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250341192086374770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz1fyfoyXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/G-o6qptgvW4/s320/Cecil+9.25.08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250341442814665570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz1uYh642I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/zVj2yc-7OtI/s320/Cecil+9.25.08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250341596596956530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz13VaebXI/AAAAAAAAAaA/OaTIPu9kY4w/s320/Cecil+9.25.08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;This last pic is of Cecil and 2 of the other puppies. There are 6 total. 2 Chocolate, 2 Black, &amp;amp; 2 Black and Tans. They are all so cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250343050711873282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz3L-afNwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YO5NWZ-pLy0/s320/Cecil+9.25.08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have 4 dachshunds at my Mom's house. (they aren't just mine... well, one of them is.. Eddie.) I've wrote about Eddie before. He's my baby. He was born def and partially blind. Poor little guy. So, part of me feels guilty if I were to take him away from the other 3 doggies, and have him sit in the apartment all day BY HIMSELF. But the other part of me feels guilty because I am getting a new little guy. I love Eddie. He is the sweetest dog. He has the personality of a teddy bear. I see him all the time when I go out to my Mom's. And sometimes have sleepovers with him and one of the other dogs at the apartment. (Po loves it when we have the sleepovers..) So, once little Cecil is bigger and potty trained.. We'll have Eddie come up more often, and take Cecil out to see the other dogs at my Mom's too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, that's my venting for the day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-8144927205090817400?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/8144927205090817400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=8144927205090817400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8144927205090817400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8144927205090817400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/09/cecil-weenie-dog.html' title='Cecil - The weenie dog'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNz17MT7HnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/mPT9f0wabKA/s72-c/Cecil+9.25.08+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-6418980332218733138</id><published>2008-09-25T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:15:33.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecil'/><title type='text'>Camping and a new puppy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuzD5iqrRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/cv0Df_0hRa8/s1600-h/My+pics+09-20-08+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986670197648658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuzD5iqrRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/cv0Df_0hRa8/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuuoSGQ-qI/AAAAAAAAAYY/YuDEe5x1neI/s1600-h/My+pics+09-20-08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249981797706562210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuuoSGQ-qI/AAAAAAAAAYY/YuDEe5x1neI/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249982268835625026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuvDtML-EI/AAAAAAAAAYo/l7_X5Que1pc/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We went camping with my little brother, Kale and his wife last weekend, we left on Friday the 19th and came home Sunday the 21st. It was a lot of fun. They have a camper trailer and we were all able to stay in it. They brought their little dachshund, Charlie, with us as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249981948437914546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuuxDna47I/AAAAAAAAAYg/2JgGPywUJP0/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249982883267507490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuvneIKdSI/AAAAAAAAAY4/51zOm9Cp4uc/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249982485718569458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuvQVJHEfI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nWMbDbwdfMY/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;When we got up there on Friday night, it was kind of late. But we still waited to eat dinner till we got up there and settled. Britt (Kale's wife) and I set up the cooking stuff while Kale and Will got the camper situated. Kale cooked us tacos! They were SOOOO good. I ate almost 3 of them. He cooks everything in a dutch oven while camping, and it was the best tacos I've had (except for mine, of course...) Friday night we watched a few episodes of 'The Office'. Kale and Britt have the seasons on DVD. HILARIOUS. Saturday, Kale got up and made us breakfast burritos in the dutch oven. They were delic! We tried to go fishing Saturday afternoon, and the weather was really nice... until we got to the little lake. As soon as we got closer to the lake, it started pouring. Bad! So, we just turned around and went back to camp... And watched more of 'The Office.' We had sandwiches and chips and stuff for lunch and then for dinner, Kale (our chef) cooked us this chicken &amp;amp; rice dinner in the dutch oven again. I don't know what spices he used in it, but it was really good. I think he put cream of mushroom soup in it too, but I'm not sure what else. All I know, is that we need to go camping with Kale more often.. just for the food!! And of course, Friday night and Saturday night, we roasted marshmallow's. My favorite! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, Will was showing Po how to carve a stick with his pocketknife. After they were done, Will went to close the knife part, and ended up cutting his thumb really bad. So.. the pocketknife was off limits the rest of the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got up on Sunday and tried the fishing thing again. It was freezing cold! We went to Washington Lake and were only there for about an hour (if that) because it was sooo cold. Kale got a fishing pole ready for Po and cast it out in the lake.. a few minutes later... Porter got a fish!!! It was so exciting for him. He was so happy! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986817429017570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuzMeBXE-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/go0dTpjNDJQ/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986903177373058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuzRddXJYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7SsoQ3pSYsU/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went back to camp and packed up, ate some lunch, and left for home. All in all, it was a good weekend. I can't wait till we can do it again. While we were sitting around the campfire, Porter discovered "fire dots". It happens when you put a new log on the fire or put something in the fire, and the flames shoot little sparks into the air. So, Porter was trying to hit them with a stick... It was pretty funny. Then when they'd disappear, he'd say, "Dad! Make more fire dots!" He had us all laughing pretty hard. He's the funniest kid. He has the best personality. Just a goof ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249983174776286642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuv4cFRbbI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Hj6zC29CLYI/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249985597266216786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuyFcj4R1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/XQdCiYT_E2M/s320/My+pics+09-20-08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... as far as the new puppy goes... WE ARE GETTING ONE! A little male dachshund.. and we have named him Cecil. Cecil the weenie dog. I can't wait till we get to bring him home. Here's the story... On Friday when we were at Kale &amp;amp; Britt's house waiting to leave to go camping, Kale informed me that someone we went to high school with lives across the street from him and that they had weenie dog puppies. So... I took Porter with me and we went to see the puppies. We were over there for about an hour or so (we had to wait for Britt to get home from work anyway..) and we (Porter and I) decided that we needed a dog. We've been talking about getting one for a while and we have sleepovers with the weenie dogs that are at my Mom's house, so why not get one of our own?? He's a chocolate color and has blue eyes. As of Monday, (the 22nd) he's 5 weeks old. So, we need to wait a couple weeks to bring him home. I CAN'T WAIT!! IT'S KILLING ME! All day long.. all I think about is little Cecil. He turned 5 weeks old on Monday, and I went to see him. I didn't have my camera with me, but I had the camera on my phone.. So this is the best pic I have of him for now... We have to wait another week or 2 to make sure he's eating on his own, and all that fun stuff. In the meantime, that's all Porter talks about.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249981428403364882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuuSyVhZBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/CvBovKsNrm0/s320/Cecil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-6418980332218733138?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/6418980332218733138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=6418980332218733138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6418980332218733138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6418980332218733138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/09/camping-and-new-puppy.html' title='Camping and a new puppy!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SNuzD5iqrRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/cv0Df_0hRa8/s72-c/My+pics+09-20-08+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2677574122313394614</id><published>2008-09-08T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:16:50.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><title type='text'>Learning Chores...and an update on the weekend..</title><content type='html'>So... This weekend, Porter learned some new chores. He has been taking the garbage out and cleaning his room, but that's about it. He wanted to earn a new DS (Nintendo) game, so Will came up with the idea that Po learn to clean the bathroom! It was so cute. He was trying to clean the tub while kneeling on the outside of it like Will or I would do, but Po isn't big enough. So, he climbed on in, and started scrubbing... I got some pretty good pics. (blackmail for when he's older.. hahahahaha) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244038949399273202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SMaRo-9BnvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/VWsY5VcQX8Y/s320/Chores+9.6.08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244039105049400306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SMaRyCy6E_I/AAAAAAAAAYA/HbwXQKzBkHM/s320/Chores+9.6.08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was pretty uneventful other than cleaning the apartment. I went to the pool on Sunday to relax and get a little sun. Will and Porter wanted to stay home and play the games, so I went by myself. It was actually really relaxing. The weather was perfect! I was only out for about 2 hours, but guess who got fried! ME! Like a lobster.. (sorry no pics..) It didn't really show up till about 2 or 3 hours after I got home.. My face and my chest were bright red. When I got home, we had decided that MY spaghetti sounded good for dinner.. So, I threw some clothes on real quick and Po and I ran to the store to get supplies. We really only needed meat, I had everything else at the house. After dinner, that's when the burn showed up.. OUCH! I couldn't believe I got so burnt. I thought when I first got back from the pool, "Oh, it looks like I got a little sun." Little did I know.... I got a LOT of sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in my last post, Porter started 1st grade on August 26th. Tiffany (his mom) took him to school, but she didn't have her camera with her, so when I picked him up after I got off work, I took some pics of him while he was still in his '1st day outfit'. He looked really cute. I can't believe how fast he's growing. Before we know it, he'll be graduating from High School, then college... Geez....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244039946472973410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SMaSjBV65GI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vtvPrJfzikc/s320/Porter1stGrade+8.26.08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast this summer went by. I'm not ready for it to get cold yet. I think mother nature is a beast... the cold weather seasons always seem to last a lot longer than the warm ones. And I don't think that's fair. Whomever this 'mother nature' person is, I'd like to have a little talk with her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2677574122313394614?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2677574122313394614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2677574122313394614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2677574122313394614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2677574122313394614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/09/learning-chores-update-on-weekend.html' title='Learning Chores...and an update on the weekend..'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SMaRo-9BnvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/VWsY5VcQX8Y/s72-c/Chores+9.6.08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2487059576491472262</id><published>2008-08-26T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:18:02.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>Bee's, Baseball, and 1st Grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQYkkKLH8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/CN3ZYLXYFxs/s1600-h/My+pics+08-08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839282999435202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQYkkKLH8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/CN3ZYLXYFxs/s320/My+pics+08-08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Last Thursday we went to a Salt Lake Bee's baseball game with Will's work. It was a lot of fun. We also got to have a 'picnic' before the game. We got there at about 6:30 and sat down to eat in this little picnic area, and it was all you can eat, so it was nice. We all got full! Then it was off to our seats to watch the game. We had some pretty good seats too. The last Bee's game we went to, I got a Bee's hat. This time, we bought Porter one. (Will has enough hats as it is...) haha. Anyway, we had a lot of fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238840110455268050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQZUurBItI/AAAAAAAAAW8/I55b_CQLfnM/s320/My+pics+08-08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter played baseball this summer. Last summer it was t-ball, but this summer it was coach-pitch, so he actually played some real baseball. It was so much fun for him. He hit that ball so hard and it went a lot farther than the other kids when they would hit. He is going to follow right in his dads footsteps with sports and athletics. He is very talented. I took a bunch of pictures. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238840652191437250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQZ0Qy_EcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/sSoTPDTG9xY/s320/My+pics+08-08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238840441630446834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQZoAZVVPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/1mqHH6Fsqwg/s320/My+pics+08-08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238841318703098658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQabDvv6yI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6tpoFDmlOzk/s320/My+pics+08-08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238841111925970690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQaPBcPVwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/mzk8Sj22aSA/s320/My+pics+08-08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one of the games, Will's parents came down to watch and spend some time with us. Towards the end of the game, a little bird came and sat right on Papa's (Craig) lap!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839160258370450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQYda6bG5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/EsYwljWkjp8/s320/My+pics+08-08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porter starts 1st grade today! I can't believe how fast he is growing up. When Will and I first starting dating, Porter had just barely turned 4... now he's going into 1st grade! It's just amazing to me. I wasn't able to be there this morning when Tiff took him. Her camera is broke, so no pictures of Porter's first day... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are going to try to go to Lagoon this weekend. Porter has never been, and he really want to go.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I think that's about all for now... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2487059576491472262?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2487059576491472262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2487059576491472262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2487059576491472262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2487059576491472262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/08/bees-baseball-and-1st-grade.html' title='Bee&apos;s, Baseball, and 1st Grade'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/SLQYkkKLH8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/CN3ZYLXYFxs/s72-c/My+pics+08-08+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1194471066481706424</id><published>2008-08-20T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:18:48.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>It's that time again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236630678352193010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SKw_22sYZfI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Rmpjhdj0isI/s320/PapaNana08.13.08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This time last year, and the year before, and the year before.... Will's parents left the country to teach abroad. They are very passionate about teaching and education. We (Will, Po, and I) went to visit with them last Wednesday (the 13th) at the hotel they stayed at before they left us for another year. It's so hard seeing them go. We worry about them quite a bit, but are very excited for them at the same time. This time their adventures are taking them to Cairo, Egypt. That would be an awesome place to visit, let alone stay there for a year (or 2 in this case..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236630961915279922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SKxAHXDFujI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rzRC2FT_7KA/s320/PapaNana08.13.08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; They signed a 2 year contract. So, unless they decide they don't like it, which is what happened with teaching in Indonesia.. (they left for Indonesia last year, around this time, and came home in December) now, we won't see them again until June 2009. We will spend a few months next summer with them, and then they are off again... in August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236631762738395106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SKxA1-WMt-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/unca7lQqbYE/s320/PapaNana08.13.08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;It's really hard for Will to see his parents leave again. He misses them a ton when they are not here. The only way to really communicate with them when they are overseas, is via email. (We still haven't heard from them to see if they made their journey there safely, by the way.) Will and I would like to go meet up with them in June '09 before they head home for the summer. They'll know their way around and it will be nice to have someone who knows what to go see. I have never been out of the country, and Will has never been to Egypt, so it would be something new and exciting for both of us! We have a lot of saving up to do, and things to pay off... so, we'll see if it happens. We also really want to get hitched next summer, so we really need to get our butts in gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I have to apologize for not being good about blogging this year. The last entry was from January... Sorry about that... You get lazy, or forget, or just plain don't feel like doing it... Anyway, I promise to be better about blogging for the rest of the year. I get on every once in a while to check out everyone else's blogs, and feel guilty because I haven't been good about blogging myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1194471066481706424?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1194471066481706424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1194471066481706424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1194471066481706424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1194471066481706424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time again.....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/SKw_22sYZfI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Rmpjhdj0isI/s72-c/PapaNana08.13.08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2894701675747467433</id><published>2008-01-11T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:19:52.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It's been a while....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4grHYHuJdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/QjzeuThYfnc/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154417179259446738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4grHYHuJdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/QjzeuThYfnc/s320/Christmas+2007+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe how bad I've been slackin' on writing blogs... 'Sorry to everyone who visits our blog and is sadly disappointed..' Just a re-cap: Christmas this year was a little different. About 2 weeks after Thanksgiving, Will got a phone call from his Dad (calling from Will's Grandpa's phone in Logan.) Much to every one's surprise, Will's Mom and Dad were home!! They decided that teaching in Jakarta wasn't all it was cracked up to be. They did not like the 'structure' of the school, so they quit, and now they are home. Except the only home they have, is in Bear Lake... and it's more like a cabin. Ha ha ha... So, needless to say, if we want to see them or vice versa, it's about a 3 hour drive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Mom and my Grandma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4go9oHuJWI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YtBukODSNAQ/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154414812732466530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4go9oHuJWI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YtBukODSNAQ/s200/Christmas+2007+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4godIHuJTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vczBjcgNmxU/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154414254386718002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4godIHuJTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vczBjcgNmxU/s200/Christmas+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Kale and his wife, Brittany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4go2YHuJVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xWqK3jIlMDY/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154414688178414930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4go2YHuJVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xWqK3jIlMDY/s200/Christmas+2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154419176419239426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gs7oHuJgI/AAAAAAAAAVs/O0KahlKEFI0/s320/Christmas+2007+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We decided that since we spent Thanksgiving and Christmas '06 with my family, and Thanksgiving '07 with my Mom and Grandma, that it would be nice to be with his Mom and Dad for Christmas this year. We had my families little get-together on the 23rd of December and had dinner, exchanged gifts, and played some games. It was nice. Porter was with his Mom this year, so we didn't see him till the 27th.. On Christmas Eve, Will and I went up to Logan to spend some time with the 'whole' family. They have a tradition to play 'The Christmas Game' every year, so we attended. It's a lot of fun. We actually did that last year too, and drove home after so we could spend Christmas Day with my family. So, we went to Will's Uncle's house to have dinner and play the game, then at about 10:00 we drove to the cabin. It was snowing so bad, even on the way to Logan. An hour and a half drive to Logan turned into about a 3 hour drive, and the hour drive to the cabin was about 2. It was rediculous. But, we made it there safely. We spent about 3 days up at the cabin. It was nice. It was fun because it was different from what I am used to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got the chance to meet baby Jack. Will's cousin, Max and his wife Chelsea, had a little baby boy and that was the first time we got to meet him! He is so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154415946603832738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gp_oHuJaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/iUyaizj7ma0/s200/Christmas+2007+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; These deer were right outside the cabin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154416290201216434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gqToHuJbI/AAAAAAAAAVE/s2R2bkYYNqk/s320/Christmas+2007+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is the view of Bear Lake from the porch of the Cabin. It's so pretty this time of year! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154416577964025282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gqkYHuJcI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ld88P4i55DI/s320/Christmas+2007+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gift we gave my Grandma for Christmas this year was awesome! All the cousins pitched in about $20 each, and we got my Grandma (my Mom's Mom) a Family Tree Plaque. It's this big wooden plaque that has the words all carved out. And you can add more names as the family grows. She was so happy. We gave her the gift on Christmas Eve (before Will &amp;amp; I headed to Logan.) All the cousins got together at my Aunt Susan's house to give her the gift. We all wanted to be there when she opened it. It was really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154415044660700530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gpLIHuJXI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Xb1W5zcc4b4/s320/Christmas+2007+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154419970988189202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gtp4HuJhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bZFh6GfDH_M/s320/Christmas+2007+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love the picture where we are all making faces! I think it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154415353898345858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gpdIHuJYI/AAAAAAAAAUs/zVK3YjHugdI/s320/Christmas+2007+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gpq4HuJZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ubVxgVd8PlU/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154415590121547154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gpq4HuJZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ubVxgVd8PlU/s200/Christmas+2007+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my youngest brother Ev and his girlfriend, Nina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For New Years Eve, Will, Porter, and I went to my Aunt Jaime &amp;amp; Uncle Blair's house in Farmington, to play Guitar Hero and Wii. It was soooo much fun. My Mom, Grandma, and some of the cousins were there too. Porter had a blast playing the Wii. He didn't want to leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, some really good news...!!...!! Will got a new job! He starts on Monday (the 14th) with a company called Aerotek. He's a recruiter/human resource guy. And he's going to make really good money. It's like a blessing that he got such a great position. I knew he could do it, it was just the challenge of finding a job that he would enjoy doing. And with this job, he'll kind of get to use his Degree in Psychology! (It'll kinda come into play...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter had his 6th birthday yesterday (the 10th)! He is getting so big. Will and I started dating when Porter had just barely turned 4. He has changed and grown so much in the past 2 years, it's crazy. I honestly don't know how I could imagine my life without him! Will and Porter are the best thing that ever came along! I am one lucky girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter decided that he wanted to go to Jungle Jim's for his birthday this year. He had a few friends come and he had a great time. That kid is so spoiled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154418029662971362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gr44HuJeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6r1hc8_EHQE/s320/Porter%27s6thBday+1-10-08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154418768397346290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4gsj4HuJfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wJxE5YHXk3g/s320/Porter%27s6thBday+1-10-08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, enough writing for now... I'll make sure to keep up on the blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2894701675747467433?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2894701675747467433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2894701675747467433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2894701675747467433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2894701675747467433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R4grHYHuJdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/QjzeuThYfnc/s72-c/Christmas+2007+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2710452663511968061</id><published>2007-12-09T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:23:29.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>1st Snowfall &amp; Feedin' Duckies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJKpFZZVI/AAAAAAAAATc/MEdXsarWSuw/s1600-h/1st+Snowfall+11-30-07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142135690470450514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJKpFZZVI/AAAAAAAAATc/MEdXsarWSuw/s200/1st+Snowfall+11-30-07+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJS5FZZWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Gy0139lgK7o/s1600-h/1st+Snowfall+11-30-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142135832204371298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJS5FZZWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Gy0139lgK7o/s200/1st+Snowfall+11-30-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142136218751427954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJpZFZZXI/AAAAAAAAATs/WnS8GkOnSyM/s200/1st+Snowfall+11-30-07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a couple weeks since I wrote.. Been kinda busy. I volunteed to make scarves &amp;amp; beanies for 'missionary boxes' that my work is sending out to some Elders who used to work for us. So, I've been busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first 'big' snowstorm hit us on 11/30/07, &amp;amp; I had to have Po take some pics out in the snow! He loves the snow. Any chance he can get, he's out playing with his friends in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will &amp;amp; I have this 'thing' we decided we were going to do once a week. I love ducks, and our apartment complex has about 20 of them that live here. So, we go out &amp;amp; feed them. We try to do it once a week. Today, while Porter was out with his friends, Will &amp;amp; I decided to go feed the ducks. These little things are really friendly (I'm sure it's because we had food) but still, I really was amazed at how close they would get. They were coming right up to us and taking the bread &amp;amp; crackers right out of our hands! They were so cute. And probably starving. They just kept on eating... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJ6ZFZZYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/0k_QAzrdrj0/s1600-h/Feedin%27+Duckies+12-9-07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142136510809204098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJ6ZFZZYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/0k_QAzrdrj0/s320/Feedin%27+Duckies+12-9-07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yKLpFZZZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/m5U4TNHhNuU/s1600-h/Feedin%27+Duckies+12-9-07+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142136807161947538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yKLpFZZZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/m5U4TNHhNuU/s320/Feedin%27+Duckies+12-9-07+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday night (12/7), my cousin Nicki &amp;amp; her husband, Brian, had a SuperBad party at their house. We had all our friends over &amp;amp; watched the movie 'SuperBad'. Let me tell ya, that is the most vulgar movie I have ever seen. It was fun hanging out though. We had Porter this weekend, so Will couldn't go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, got to get back to finishing the scarves &amp;amp; beanies... just thought I'd share a little of our lives...&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/5516427202307960902-2710452663511968061?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2710452663511968061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2710452663511968061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2710452663511968061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2710452663511968061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/12/1st-snowfall-feedin-duckies.html' title='1st Snowfall &amp; Feedin&apos; Duckies'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R1yJKpFZZVI/AAAAAAAAATc/MEdXsarWSuw/s72-c/1st+Snowfall+11-30-07+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2088583946360634917</id><published>2007-11-25T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:24:30.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Dinner &amp; Midnight Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0nXD7KI9AI/AAAAAAAAAS8/T2BWjRa_fQA/s1600-h/ThanksgivingDinner%40Mimi%27s%2707+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136873312412562434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0nXD7KI9AI/AAAAAAAAAS8/T2BWjRa_fQA/s320/ThanksgivingDinner%40Mimi%27s%2707+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving dinner was fun! It was such a different thing to do, (to go out to dinner.) I mean, it was nice, but I'd rather do the whole cooking/get together thing at a house with family. It just makes it that much more special. I am glad that we had the experience so that we'll always have the memory of going out to dinner on Thanksgiving, but it's definitely not me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136873428376679442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0nXKrKI9BI/AAAAAAAAATE/3faOpEQ4bno/s320/ThanksgivingDinner%40Mimi%27s%2707+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136873552930731042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0nXR7KI9CI/AAAAAAAAATM/YRK9-Ycy6zw/s320/ThanksgivingDinner%40Mimi%27s%2707+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136873737614324786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0nXcrKI9DI/AAAAAAAAATU/XV4mBA2JxhI/s320/ThanksgivingDinner%40Mimi%27s%2707+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the picture of all of us, you can't really see my Mom... she's behind my Grandma. Anyway, that's all of us, there were only 5. Kale and Britt went to dinner with her side of the family this year, and Everett &amp;amp; Nina went to hers as well. Ev and Nina met up with us to say 'Hi' after we were done at Mimi's, but then we all went our separate ways. Which is why I like getting together at someones house for Thanksgiving. It just seemed like it was any other day, going out to eat at a restaurant. Oh well, I guess we'll know what not to do next year! ha ha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, this year, I decided I wanted to go shopping Friday. I have never done the whole 5am shopping thing before. I wanted to go up to the Park City outlets because I knew they'd have some really good deals going on, (and they opened the doors up there at midnight!) We went to the Tommy Hilfiger outlet and got quite a few things, for really cheap! Then we went to the Nike outlet, because Po needs some new shoes. We found a really cool pair for $28! I think he'll really like what we got for him. I told Will that we have to do this every year! We saved so much money! He seemed like he had a good time too, so I'm sure he'll go with me next year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, that's about all our weekend has consisted of, which is nice! I like being off for 4 days and not having to do anything! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2088583946360634917?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2088583946360634917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2088583946360634917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2088583946360634917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2088583946360634917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-dinner-midnight-shopping.html' title='Thanksgiving Dinner &amp; Midnight Shopping'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/R0nXD7KI9AI/AAAAAAAAAS8/T2BWjRa_fQA/s72-c/ThanksgivingDinner%40Mimi%27s%2707+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-6178767296398413209</id><published>2007-11-22T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:27:10.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Porter &amp; Tatum... Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0XWcbKI89I/AAAAAAAAASk/pGnRgq9KCr8/s1600-h/Po+%26+Tate+11-21-07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135746733900886994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0XWcbKI89I/AAAAAAAAASk/pGnRgq9KCr8/s320/Po+%26+Tate+11-21-07+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving all! We are doing things a little different this year.. My two brothers are going with their spouses to their sides of the family, so my Mom was going to be by herself.. Good thing I'm here! :) My Mom and my Grandma decided they didn't want to cook this year, so the 5 of us (me, Will, Po, my Mom &amp;amp; Grandma) are going to eat at Mimi's Cafe. My Grandma made reservations for us at 6:00. I have never ever been out to eat on Thanksgiving before, so this is really different for me. I think it will be kind of fun though. After dinner, we are going to take Po back to his Mom, because Will and I are going to go shopping! That's another thing I haven't done before... (neither has Will) so this is quite a different Thanksgiving this year. We are going to drive up to the Park City outlets at midnight, and then hurry to make it to an Old Navy before 5am. I just have a few things in mind that I would like to get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited that I have the rest of the week and weekend to do nothing! I was originally supposed to work on Friday (tomorrow), but the owners of the company decided on Wednesday that we didn't have to come in on Friday! I was so excited about that! So, yesterday one of Will's friends (Eric) called him to see what we were doing last night. He has a little girl named Tatum who is Porter's age, they have known each other since they were born. (Will's ex and Eric's ex are friends) Anyway, we went out to Eric's house last night, him and his wife have a house out on Eagle Mtn (Lehi), it's really nice! Tatum and Porter played, Will and Eric watched the Duke game, and I was going to watch it with them, until Eric told me that they had DVR and some of America's Next Top Model were saved on it... I ended up watchin Top Model all night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135747094678139874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0XWxbKI8-I/AAAAAAAAASs/_Q9vRN2CJTk/s320/Po+%26+Tate+11-21-07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135747339491275762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0XW_rKI8_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/XpMsiX-b_bA/s320/Po+%26+Tate+11-21-07+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left around 11:00 or so, the kids had a lot of fun. Tatum looks like a mini version of Cameron Diaz. She is so pretty! All the boys are going to be chasin' her, Eric better watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving and travels safely for the holiday! (I'll have more pictures to post from dinner later...) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-6178767296398413209?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/6178767296398413209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=6178767296398413209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6178767296398413209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6178767296398413209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/11/porter-tatum-oh-and-happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Porter &amp; Tatum... Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/R0XWcbKI89I/AAAAAAAAASk/pGnRgq9KCr8/s72-c/Po+%26+Tate+11-21-07+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-9177352115066112309</id><published>2007-11-18T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:30:47.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cabin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Tree'/><title type='text'>~Our Christmas Tree &amp; The Cabin~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D01bKI81I/AAAAAAAAARk/XFGl96eR4hc/s1600-h/November+7,+2007+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134372773862896466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D01bKI81I/AAAAAAAAARk/XFGl96eR4hc/s320/November+7,+2007+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yeah, I know.. it's a little early for the tree.. But I had to make up for last year. Will and I had moved into our new apartment 1 week before Christmas last year, so the tree wasn't up for that long. I had helped my Mom put hers up on the 4th of this month, (not sure why she wanted hers up, maybe she just felt in the 'festive mood'..) So, of course that prompted me to want to put ours up. I asked Will what he thought, and he didn't care either way, so we put the tree up on the 7th. Porter was with us that week, so he helped and had a lot of fun decorating the tree. I am glad to have it up, I really like this time of year. I just can't believe it's hear already!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134373319323743074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D1VLKI82I/AAAAAAAAARs/AnCWGyKzO4o/s320/Nov+16-18,+2007+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134374818267329474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D2sbKI88I/AAAAAAAAASc/EHnBsGSNfCg/s320/Nov+16-18,+2007+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This weekend we went up to the cabin. The last time we were up there was in August, and I have never been up there during the winter/fall.. so we went! We left on Friday, and got up there around 8 or so. Kelsey (Will's sister) stayed up there with her 2 kids (Cali &amp;amp; Cole) with us the whole weekend. It was a lot of fun, relaxing, and a nice get-away. The kids enjoyed being around each other and playing. On Saturday morning, we went out to breakfast. There are only a few places actually open up at Bear Lake this time of year, so the pickings were slim. We watched movies all day and laid around. For dinner, Kelsey and I went and got some pizza (at a place that is only open on Friday &amp;amp; Saturday nights) and we also stopped at a little grocery store to get some eggs (to make brownies-Kelsey's idea) and some ice cream, for dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This picture was at breakfast Saturday morning.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134373465352631154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D1drKI83I/AAAAAAAAAR0/_keo45Ienl0/s320/Nov+16-18,+2007+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The kids outside the restaurant we ate at for breakfast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134373899144328066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D127KI84I/AAAAAAAAAR8/jZkBbvms9yU/s320/Nov+16-18,+2007+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134374079532954514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D2BbKI85I/AAAAAAAAASE/7XpgsFUbLQU/s320/Nov+16-18,+2007+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning Kelsey got up early and left, so they could make it to church on time. Porter and I decided to have some of the ice cream for breakfast this morning! It was a pretty good idea! We cleaned the cabin and got everything in the truck and made it home around 4... I really like getting away, but it's always good to come home. (We just don't want to go to work tomorrow..) ha ha &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134374358705828770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D2RrKI86I/AAAAAAAAASM/1u4CGMV8E3Q/s320/Nov+16-18,+2007+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134374569159226290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D2d7KI87I/AAAAAAAAASU/A4nDPW-pxZU/s320/Nov+16-18,+2007+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'll have more to write about later.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-9177352115066112309?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/9177352115066112309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=9177352115066112309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9177352115066112309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9177352115066112309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-christmas-tree-cabin.html' title='~Our Christmas Tree &amp; The Cabin~'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/R0D01bKI81I/AAAAAAAAARk/XFGl96eR4hc/s72-c/November+7,+2007+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2228853327254445385</id><published>2007-11-03T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:31:19.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy1-uvllII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/emDt50mvHw0/s1600-h/Halloween2007+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128674164972295298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy1-uvllII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/emDt50mvHw0/s200/Halloween2007+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy1uevllGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/htWQ0M8xrqs/s1600-h/Halloween2007+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128673885799421026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy1uevllGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/htWQ0M8xrqs/s200/Halloween2007+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy1iuvllFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/p57wpJ4Ybls/s1600-h/Halloween2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128673997468570738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy10-vllHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OgjhEUmOiGg/s200/Halloween2007+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I know Halloween was 3 days ago.. But take what you can get!!! ha ha I am still sick.. not as bad though, just coughing like crazy and it won't go away.. I hate it. Anyway, for Halloween, Porter was a vampire! He looked so cute. He stayed with us Tuesday night and Will got him ready for school Wednesday morning. (I had to be to work by 8, so I could leave to see his Halloween Parade at school later), Will had a lot of fun getting him ready. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128674504274711698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy2SevllJI/AAAAAAAAARE/1LwR7H1VX6k/s200/Halloween2007+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He made Po's hair all spikey and got him excited to be a vampire! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy2bevllKI/AAAAAAAAARM/4k4HVThBZx0/s1600-h/Halloween2007+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128674658893534370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy2bevllKI/AAAAAAAAARM/4k4HVThBZx0/s320/Halloween2007+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will dropped Po off at school around 8:45 or so, and then came to pick me up from work around 9:15. Po's school had a Halloween Parade for all the kids. It started at 9:25 and lasted till almost 10am. They have all the classes walk through the school and show off their costumes. He had so much fun. (And I have to say, he was the cutest...) :) Will and I were there for him, and he was so happy. I took a ton of pictures. We left and I got back to work at about 10:30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh My Gosh!! This picture is so funny! Look how cute Po is staring right at the camera for Will! Then if you look to the left a little, spiderman is picking his nose! ha ha ha ha I was laughing so hard when I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128675139929871538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy23evllLI/AAAAAAAAARU/1bAUIxJzNI0/s320/Halloween2007+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My work had a 'Tailgate' themed party.. Everyone had to wear their favorite team's gear. So, of course, I went with Duke. Will has 2 Duke hats, and all three of us have a Duke sweatshirt, so I was set. Will also has a Duke golf towell, and I got a little creative and stuck it on my pants. Everyone had a lot of fun. And there was soooo much food! Oh my gosh! I ate so much, I had to practically roll my self back to my desk. It was so good, I couldn't stop eating! ha ha &lt;/div&gt;This picture is of Mickie and I. We work together, and we had a lot of fun on Halloween! She's a BYU fan...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128675934498821314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy3luvllMI/AAAAAAAAARc/4PVksiE6BQk/s320/Halloween2007+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, all in all, we had a pretty eventful day. Porter's Mom picked him up from school and took him trick-or-treating, and I'm sure he had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it's already November! This is rediculous! I just have to keep telling myself, "Before you know it, it will be summer again.." (I hope it works...) ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2228853327254445385?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2228853327254445385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2228853327254445385' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2228853327254445385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2228853327254445385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Ryy1-uvllII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/emDt50mvHw0/s72-c/Halloween2007+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1748398240835615831</id><published>2007-10-27T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:32:02.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving &amp; Being Sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RyP04-vllCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/27f_-nSviWo/s1600-h/PumpkinCarving+10-24-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126210060630201378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RyP04-vllCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/27f_-nSviWo/s320/PumpkinCarving+10-24-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it's that time of year again kids!! Time for Halloween and all the fun stuff that comes with it... (Particularly, candy...not so much of the being sick) We decided last Wednesday (10/24) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RyP11uvllEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oZU6G_dS4ZY/s1600-h/PumpkinCarving+10-24-07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126211104307254338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RyP11uvllEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oZU6G_dS4ZY/s320/PumpkinCarving+10-24-07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that was the best day for us to carve the pumpkin we bought. We don't have Po this weekend, and we might not have him on this coming up Wednesday (Halloween), so we might not see him again until next weekend.. (we all know how that goes though...) So, we did the carving last Wednesday night. Po was sooo excited, like it was Christmas. He couldn't hold still. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RyP1e-vllDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9XFBdxXyEoU/s1600-h/PumpkinCarving+10-24-07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126210713465230386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RyP1e-vllDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9XFBdxXyEoU/s320/PumpkinCarving+10-24-07+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pumpkin didn't turn out as well as we thought it would... Oh, well.. I guess we'll try again next year! ha ha My Mom gave us some pumpkins that just plug in, so that's probably what we'll use. Haven't quite decided yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, as far as being sick goes, I can't stand it. I have been coughing like a freakin' smoker and I have had this horrible headache the past few days that won't go away. I slept pretty much all day today. I just don't want to do anything. I can't wait to not be sick anymore. Will has been taking pretty good care of me today, waiting on me hand and foot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on that note... I'm going to lay down again, and try to get some more sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1748398240835615831?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1748398240835615831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1748398240835615831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1748398240835615831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1748398240835615831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-carving-being-sick.html' title='Pumpkin Carving &amp; Being Sick...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RyP04-vllCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/27f_-nSviWo/s72-c/PumpkinCarving+10-24-07+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-8631276808096496695</id><published>2007-10-20T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:32:31.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Witches Night Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu4LLjVecI/AAAAAAAAAOU/zziZ7ZhtnbU/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123891503283141058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu4LLjVecI/AAAAAAAAAOU/zziZ7ZhtnbU/s320/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Me, my Mom, and Ev's girlfriend Nina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was 'Witches Night Out' at Gardener Village in West Jordan. Gardener Village is this little shopping place that's outside and has a bunch of different novelty stores. There's an antique store, a candy store, a little girl's store (there are actually quite a few of those), a shoe store, a couple furniture stores, and a bunch of other stores that I can't even put my finger on right now. They also have a restaurant there. It's a pretty awesome little setup they have. My Mom found out about it quite a few years ago, and it has just gotten bigger since. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123888071604271458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu1DbjVeWI/AAAAAAAAANk/jr2H284V9WE/s320/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;-These are my cousin Mandy's little girls, Paris &amp;amp; Kennedy (I can't get enough of them!)&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Aunt Susan &amp;amp; Kennedy - Paris &amp;amp; me&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu2lLjVeZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_-LWKDfaWzs/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123889750936484242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu2lLjVeZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_-LWKDfaWzs/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu2WrjVeYI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EDO3QOkWkEA/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123889501828381058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu2WrjVeYI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EDO3QOkWkEA/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, every year they have this 'get-together' there called 'Witches Night Out' and everyone who goes, dresses up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123890244857723298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu3B7jVeaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Bma-fTcu3jM/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; -&lt;em&gt;Stephanie, Grandma, &amp;amp; Mandy -&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu3lrjVebI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GZ7idorcrkc/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123890859038046642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu3lrjVebI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GZ7idorcrkc/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -Nicki &amp;amp; Karlie-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were so many people there! It was insane. I had no idea it was this big. They have so many different things to do, and there were a lot of booths setup outside of the stores for shopping and food and junk. They had a live dj and different activities and contests. It was a lot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu4n7jVedI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6VL3UOfXytA/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123891997204380114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu4n7jVedI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6VL3UOfXytA/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Aunt Kiwi &amp;amp; Mandy-&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvI77jVenI/AAAAAAAAAPs/oRZFsCKP2JQ/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My Grandma (my Mom's Mom) is the one who wanted to get all the girls in the family together to go there. We all went to eat at Mimi's Cafe at about 5:30-6, and then went to Gardener Village at about 7:30 or so. We stayed till about 10! It sure didn't seem that long... So much to look at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-I found Glenda the Good Witch from 'The Wizard of Oz'!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123917539374889618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvP2rjVepI/AAAAAAAAAP8/At_XEi91euU/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-I also found the witches from 'Hocus Pocus'!!!-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123919832887425698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvR8LjVeqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/jXo0pFNYl84/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu6U7jVeeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Lz9iQ1tFsw0/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123893869810121186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu6U7jVeeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Lz9iQ1tFsw0/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Grandma, Kar, &amp;amp; Mandy-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who all went:&lt;/em&gt; Grandma, My Mom, me, Aunt Susan, Nicki, Karlie, Mandy, Kennedy, Paris, Stephanie, and Aunt Kiwi all went out to eat. Then, Aunt Jamie and Kenzee met us at Gardener Village&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;(I didn't really get a chance to take any pictures of Jamie and Kenzee...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think that Karlie is the funniest girl I've ever met. She is Nicki's daughter, and I just love her. I used &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvD97jVeiI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5tHx-aesDhA/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123904469789407778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvD97jVeiI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5tHx-aesDhA/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to take her over the weekends when she was just little, all the time. It was so much fun to have her. She has grown into this beautiful girl, before you know it, she'll be graduating from High School. She is only 12, but it seems like she was just 4 yesterday.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvFFrjVejI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lFnLsCaiy5k/s1600-h/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;This is her just being herself... thought I'd take a picture while I could.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-And this is both of us, doing what we do best....-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123907274403052114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvGhLjVelI/AAAAAAAAAPc/E-RaCEDDieM/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They had some pretty cool decorations setup there...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123913244407593602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvL8rjVeoI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yPZu5w2uu7o/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where they had the d.j. setup and there was a stage to dance on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123906840611355202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RxvGH7jVekI/AAAAAAAAAPU/SGlfj1-1M5k/s200/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we all had a really good time. I think we'll have to make this a tradition in the family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-8631276808096496695?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/8631276808096496695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=8631276808096496695' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8631276808096496695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8631276808096496695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/10/witches-night-out.html' title='Witches Night Out...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Rxu4LLjVecI/AAAAAAAAAOU/zziZ7ZhtnbU/s72-c/Witches+Night+Out+10-19-07+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-5187804422813386178</id><published>2007-10-08T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:33:13.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Four Doggies and a Wedding....   ha ha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwr9t7jVeOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/IzLgkwz9IfM/s1600-h/doggies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119182891981830370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwr9t7jVeOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/IzLgkwz9IfM/s320/doggies1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to take my camera out to my Mom's last Saturday (10/6) when we went out to paint my shelves and fix her mailbox (read previous entry).. So, when we wer&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwr_UbjVePI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kS76ZI8qioY/s1600-h/doggies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119184652918421746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwr_UbjVePI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kS76ZI8qioY/s320/doggies2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e at the house, Will took some pictures with his camera on his phone. They didn't turn out &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; that well, but they look pretty good. C.J. is on Porter's lap (he couldn't get enough of Po), Eddie is on the right (with the white stripe on his head), Molly is the little one in the front, and Tug is the bigger one in between Po and I&lt;em&gt;. And yes, they are ALL wiener dogs&lt;/em&gt;.. Porter just loves them. When we are talking about them, he always says, "They're mine, they just live at your Mom's house, right?!?!" ha ha.. I always laugh when he says that because I love them just as much, if not more, than he does. They are the best dogs ever! One day I (we) will have one or two.. . (Will just doesn't know it yet...) Well, I am going to try out the whole 'video' thing.. Will took a video with his phone, of the dogs just going nuts over Porter.. It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4e993fb8fea2ed16" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e993fb8fea2ed16%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D537730808F2FE324001BAF643A2BDCE51DDA9422.426D1F18FFC8ECFAA8C9194B42B9B3A9236B444C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e993fb8fea2ed16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyOpfWuk3Nzz1vRjJCJ2e6-vEl1s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e993fb8fea2ed16%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D537730808F2FE324001BAF643A2BDCE51DDA9422.426D1F18FFC8ECFAA8C9194B42B9B3A9236B444C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e993fb8fea2ed16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyOpfWuk3Nzz1vRjJCJ2e6-vEl1s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was going through some old pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119190588563224866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsEt7jVeSI/AAAAAAAAANE/ciB9gRmH2tk/s200/BachorletteParty8-5-06+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I found the ones from Kale (one of my brothers, I&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsC-rjVeQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4bCaiPABbIE/s1600-h/BachorletteParty8-5-06+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have 2 younger ones) and Brittany's wedding on 8/12/06. I planned Britt's Bachlorette Party which was on Saturday August 5, 2006. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsDI7jVeRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/G61kKcUUfNY/s1600-h/BachorletteParty8-5-06+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119188853396437266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsDI7jVeRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/G61kKcUUfNY/s320/BachorletteParty8-5-06+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had so much fun, and most importantly, Brittany did! Her favorite place to eat (and mine ironically) is the Spaghetti Factory.. So, I made a reservation for a group a girls (about 5 of Britt's friends, our cousins wife Stephanie, and my girl-friend Katija) to eat some good food!! At dinner, I presented Britt with some gifts that she had to wear all night, and a little something for the rest of us too! She had to wear this feathery-fluffy veil thingy, a huge pink, ring that lit up bright red, and a leigh. We all had to wear the leigh's as well, and there were a few colors to chose from. After dinner, it was off to go dancin' and have a few cock-tails.. I reserved a huge booth for us at 'The Hotel' which is in downtown SLC. Britt was so suprised when we got there, I don't think she realized how much I had planned! It was awesome, if I do say so myself!! She had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, it was on to the Wedding! I can't believe how emotional I got. My little brother was getting married! I am the oldest of three, and it didn't seem real until &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; moment. I was so proud of him! He picked a great person to add&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsFgrjVeTI/AAAAAAAAANM/QXNQcB2tE2M/s1600-h/TheWedding8-12-06+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119191460441585970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsFgrjVeTI/AAAAAAAAANM/QXNQcB2tE2M/s320/TheWedding8-12-06+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to our family. I love Brittany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of my Mom and Britt, right before the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is of (L to R) Everett, Kale, and I. (What a handsome family...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsGH7jVeUI/AAAAAAAAANU/RcRMO_2CQTI/s1600-h/TheWedding8-12-06+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119192134751451458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsGH7jVeUI/AAAAAAAAANU/RcRMO_2CQTI/s320/TheWedding8-12-06+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the picture below.. It is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119192684507265362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwsGn7jVeVI/AAAAAAAAANc/7QVPYmUkMpc/s320/TheWedding8-12-06+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I can't wait till the day that I can walk down the isle with Will. It will come soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-5187804422813386178?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4e993fb8fea2ed16&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/5187804422813386178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=5187804422813386178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5187804422813386178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5187804422813386178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/10/four-doggies-and-wedding-ha-ha.html' title='Four Doggies and a Wedding....   ha ha'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwr9t7jVeOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/IzLgkwz9IfM/s72-c/doggies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-9159704653385086520</id><published>2007-10-07T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:33:55.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><title type='text'>More Soccer Pics..  and a Sleepover..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwk3kbjVeKI/AAAAAAAAAME/Wdbz0Lwmbmw/s1600-h/Soccer+Sept.+2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118683550494062754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwk3kbjVeKI/AAAAAAAAAME/Wdbz0Lwmbmw/s320/Soccer+Sept.+2007+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter had a soccer game last Wednesday, and they won! They are a good little team. He really enjoys playing soccer. The last two games that were supposed to take place on Saturday's, haven't. Yesterday was raining all day! Literally. And last Saturday was the same. So, both games got cancelled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, Will, Porter, and I went out to my Mom's house to finish up some shelves I was painting out in the garage and Will offered to fix my Mom's mailbox. The little door on it was falling off on one side, so he took care of it for her! He did a really good job. (I'll have to start a list for him or something...) ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118684388012685522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwk4VLjVeNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mGWpvktTCXQ/s200/Soccer+Sept.+2007+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;While we were out there, Porter was just loving being around the wiener dogs. (In case you haven't read previous entries, there are 4 of them. C.J., Tug, Molly, and Eddie.) Eddie is mine, and the rest kind of belong to everyone, I guess. I bought Eddie when Kale &amp;amp; Britt bought Charlie. Eddie and Charlie are brothers. My little Eddie was born deaf and partially blind, he's kind of scared of his own shadow.. But, he is the sweetest dog ever. We decided to take him home with us last night, to have a sleepover. Po was so excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118683829666937010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwk30rjVeLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/XUASLYOOLiE/s320/Soccer+Sept.+2007+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Eddie ended up falling asleep on the couch with me, sprawled out with his belly in the air. So cute! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwk4CbjVeMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/GdnDMtNo_4s/s1600-h/Soccer+Sept.+2007+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118684065890138306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwk4CbjVeMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/GdnDMtNo_4s/s200/Soccer+Sept.+2007+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Will and I let him sleep in our bed with us. He actually did pretty well being away from the other doggies. I could tell it was really awkward for him though. He is so used to having them around, they are like his eyes and ears. So, Po and I took him home this morning around 10:30, and we hung out at the house with my Mom and the doggies for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, there wasn't much else going on. I kind of enjoyed the rainy weather yesterday. It's just so nice to cuddle up on the couch with blankets and watch movies or T.V. with Will and Po (and Eddie). Hopefully it's like this again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-9159704653385086520?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/9159704653385086520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=9159704653385086520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9159704653385086520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/9159704653385086520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-soccer-pics-and-sleepover.html' title='More Soccer Pics..  and a Sleepover..'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rwk3kbjVeKI/AAAAAAAAAME/Wdbz0Lwmbmw/s72-c/Soccer+Sept.+2007+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-7313620659704895175</id><published>2007-09-30T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:34:33.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><title type='text'>WOO HOO for Soccer!!  But not the COLD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwBHDrjVeII/AAAAAAAAAL0/F6m8bUuewaM/s1600-h/Soccer+Sept.+2007+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116167305248995458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwBHDrjVeII/AAAAAAAAAL0/F6m8bUuewaM/s320/Soccer+Sept.+2007+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time of year... and Will enrolled Porter in Soccer. This is the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time he has played! I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to be a part of that experience for him! He is an awesome player (if I do say so myself...) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;.. you'd think he was &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, he really enjoys it. He has had 3 games now.. one of which was cancelled. His very first game he scored 2 goals!! He was so excited. He kept asking Will and I if we saw it, like he didn't think we were watching. He is a good little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;athlete&lt;/span&gt;. (Follows after his Dad...)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116168121292781714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwBHzLjVeJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dZHt4ZX5Y6Y/s320/Soccer+Sept.+2007+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Porter was with his Mom this weekend. It's seemed so weird to not have him this weekend. It seems like we have had him with us so much lately, that it was just 'quiet' and weird without him here. I went out to my Mom's to do some painting on Friday night, after work. Po was at the house with Will till about 5:30, when I got home. I went out to my Mom's pretty much right after that. At work, they are doing some remodeling and they were getting rid of some things.. There were these 2 white shelves in the office on the 3rd floor (which will be my residence for the next few weeks, along with the rest of my team), that they were just going to throw away! So, one of the other assistants and I each took one. However, I wanted to paint it black, to match a few other things I have.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend before this one, Will, Po, and I went to a garage sale that Will's boss had. He was raising some money for his Mother who has cancer.. So, we volunteered our time to see if we could help out at the garage sale. We ended up buying a few things, among them, some more decorations that I want to paint... ha ha&lt;br /&gt;So, on Friday night (9/28) which also happens to be my Mom's birthday, I went out to the house with the plan to paint.... Yeah, that didn't happen... My youngest brother, Ev, still lives at home, and his girlfriend Nina moved in as well. So, when I first got out to the house, I gave my Mom the gift I had got for her, and we had a plan to go up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart to have the can of paint we had, shaken up. (It's been sitting in the garage for quite a while) well, Nina came with us, and before you know it, almost 2 hours had passed. Then Nina mentioned that she was going to dinner at La Luna with a friend and wanted to know if my Mom and I wanted to go.. (like I'm gonna turn down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; food...) so, we went. By the time we were done, it was like 9:30. Way too late to paint... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; we were going to do it out in the garage, and with how cold it was this weekend... we changed our minds.. (I kind of felt bad not painting because Will went out and bought sand paper and sanded all the stuff for me on Friday afternoon.) I went home after sitting at the house for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday (Saturday) morning, all the girls had plans to go to a boutique that is up in the Fruit Heights/Layton area. I can't even remember the name of it now.. Anyway, it was me, my Mom, Brittany (my sis-in-law, Kale's wife), and Nina that drove up there together. Talk about a crappy drive! It was storming so bad yesterday! We met my Grandma (my Mom's Mom), my Mom's sister Susan, Susan's daughter Mandy, Mandy's 2 girls Kennedy &amp;amp; Paris, my cousins wife Stephani, and her 2 kids Maison and David John Jr. (which by the way is the cutest little stink-face, he's 6 months old and just the sweetest thing ever!) We looked around the boutique, which was really expensive, so hardly any of us got anything.. but then we went and ate at the little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; they had next door. It was so fun to be with all the girls! I had my camera, but forgot it in the car, and it was snowing so bad that I didn't want to go out to Britt's car to get it... DANG IT! I am so mad that I didn't get any pictures. I always take pictures and I am upset that I didn't get any. I'll make sure to get pictures next time!! My Grandma wants to get all the girls together to go to this place out here in West Jordan called Gardener Village, on Oct 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. They are having this little thing called 'Witches Night Out' and you have to dress up like a witch. It will be fun! Gardener Village is like a bunch of little boutiques in like old antique houses.. hence the name 'village'.. each one is a different theme, and they have so many cute things and ideas.. That will be a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll write more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-7313620659704895175?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/7313620659704895175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=7313620659704895175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7313620659704895175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/7313620659704895175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/09/woo-hoo-for-soccer-but-not-cold.html' title='WOO HOO for Soccer!!  But not the COLD!!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RwBHDrjVeII/AAAAAAAAAL0/F6m8bUuewaM/s72-c/Soccer+Sept.+2007+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1259303436722761949</id><published>2007-09-09T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:35:31.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Pirates &amp; Hotdogs....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRAvVV1L-I/AAAAAAAAALE/EcCj9MOWq1s/s1600-h/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108279059271725026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRAvVV1L-I/AAAAAAAAALE/EcCj9MOWq1s/s320/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of a funny title, huh? Well on Saturday morning at about 11, Porter had a birthday party to go to for a little girl named Mia, that lives across the hall from us. She turned 6. Mia is really into Pirates for some reason, so her invitations had pirates on them, and when Porter got to the party there was pirate costumes for all the kids. They even got treasure chests with a ton of candy and other goodies. He had a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later that day, my Grandma wanted to have everyone up for a picnic/wienee roast at the Terraces up Millcreek Canyon. Millcreek is right above her house, pretty much. We were supposed to meet at 2, but I was waiting for Porter to get home from the party. (Mia's Mom was bringing him home, because they were coming home as well.) Po got home at about 2:30, and Will didn't want to go, so just Po and I went. We couldn't find the terraces once we got up the canyon. I drove all the way to the top, and back down, which took about an hour or so. Then I finally asked someone and they told me how to get there. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRBsVV1MBI/AAAAAAAAALc/rnwZhH3WBnw/s1600-h/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108280107243745298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRBsVV1MBI/AAAAAAAAALc/rnwZhH3WBnw/s320/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was only about 5 minutes up the canyon, and there was a &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt; sign on the left side of the road that said 'Terraces' and pointed to the right side of the road. So we turned right, and found the little picnic area in about 5 minutes. (Geez, talk about a whole lotta drivin') My Mom was going to come up with Kale and Britt, and they passed us on their way back down. I guess the elevation was really putting my Mom in a ton of pain, because of her eye surgery. It was putting so much pressure on her eye, she said she could see colors and felt like her eye was going to explode. She couldn't stay up there, so Kale and Britt took her back home and I guess they stopped at Ruby Tuesdays to get something to eat. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108279514538258418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRBJ1V1L_I/AAAAAAAAALM/obKCWHWie-4/s200/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRBd1V1MAI/AAAAAAAAALU/TXkWANJmGls/s1600-h/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108279858135642114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRBd1V1MAI/AAAAAAAAALU/TXkWANJmGls/s200/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Porter and I finally pulled up, everyone was excited to see us. My Grandma, Uncle Dave, D.J. and Steph (cousins) and their 2 kids (Maison and David), and my cousins Mandy's 2 little girls were there(Kennedy &amp;amp; Paris.) My Aunt Susan and her boyfriend showed up a little later. It was fun to see everyone. Porter had a lot of fun with the girls. They would chase him around and scream! It was so funny! I could tell Porter was lovin' it. We cooked our hot dogs over the fire, on sticks. Po cooked his own! He did a really good job! He was a really good eater too! H&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRCBFV1MCI/AAAAAAAAALk/6oSPxk3C7Vg/s1600-h/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108280463726030882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRCBFV1MCI/AAAAAAAAALk/6oSPxk3C7Vg/s200/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e ate everything on his plate. We were up there for about 3 hours and Po didn't want to leave. He liked playing out in the mountains and building stuff with sticks. We stopped at my Grandma's after, so that Po could see my uncles dogs. We got home at about 7:30. What a long day! Porter was worn out. Will and I laid down to watch some T.V. and Po laid with us. After about 5 minutes, he was out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the sunset on our way home from the canyon! Pretty huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108281228230209586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRCtlV1MDI/AAAAAAAAALs/O5PE57v-n5I/s320/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+026.jpg" border="0" /&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/5516427202307960902-1259303436722761949?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1259303436722761949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1259303436722761949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1259303436722761949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1259303436722761949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/09/pirates-hotdogs.html' title='Pirates &amp; Hotdogs....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/RuRAvVV1L-I/AAAAAAAAALE/EcCj9MOWq1s/s72-c/9-9-07+picnic+at+Millcreek+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2893126567288079987</id><published>2007-09-04T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:36:03.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Porter's 1st Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rt31CFV1L9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/fXNnL9F5TBQ/s1600-h/Porter"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106506968650297298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rt31CFV1L9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/fXNnL9F5TBQ/s320/Porter%27s+1st+day+if+Kindergarten+9-4-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porter started Kinder-garten today!! He said he had a lot of fun. When Will picked him up from school, he told him "I didn't even get yelled at!!" He also told his Dad that he met a girl.... uh oh... here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porter is so interested in learning. He came home and started writing in his workbook that we got him for Christmas. He likes to practice his letters and numbers. He is a smart little turd. Will thinks he is a different kid then what he was before.. He says words like 'literally' and it just throws us off. He's only 5!! He has recess with the older kids too, so maybe he picks up on those things.. who knows? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other then that, nothing really new to report... My Mom is still in pain from the eye surgery. She gets these stabbing sharp pains in her eye. I feel bad for her. I worry about her so much and I want to help out in any way that I can. I went to go and have some papers signed by her Dr today at lunch, so she can get paid for her 'Leave of Absence.' Her 1 week post-op check-up is a week from today at 9:15. I think I will probably have to take her to that... She probably won't be able to see in her right eye still. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, enough for now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2893126567288079987?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2893126567288079987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2893126567288079987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2893126567288079987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2893126567288079987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/09/porters-1st-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Porter&apos;s 1st Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Rt31CFV1L9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/fXNnL9F5TBQ/s72-c/Porter%27s+1st+day+if+Kindergarten+9-4-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1615889505492359633</id><published>2007-09-03T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:36:49.833-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Emergency Surgery..&amp; a 'Good Sign'..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyL51V1L8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/0rwFrYBVbVg/s1600-h/Mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106109903218749378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyL51V1L8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/0rwFrYBVbVg/s320/Mom%27s+Eye+Surgery-Rainbow+9-2-07+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so much for a relaxing Labor Day weekend.. My Mom had a Dr Appt last Friday (the 31st) at about 9 in the morning up at the Moran Eye Center at the U of U. She has been having a lot of trouble with her eye recently. She has had other health issues with her eyes, but her right eye has really been bothering her lately. She started to see 'floaties' and scheduled an appt with her Dr about 2 weeks ago and they told her at that time, it was the Vitreous Gel (Which is the clear solution that fills the space between the lens and the retina of the eyeball. 'When the gel-like vitreous occasionally tugs on the light-sensitive retina. They may be a warning sign of a &lt;a class="gloss" onclick="return glossaryWindow('retinal+detachment')" href="http://www.allaboutvision.com/conditions/spotsfloats.htm#"&gt;detached retina&lt;/a&gt;. When people reach middle age, the gel-like vitreous begins to liquefy and contract. Some parts of the vitreous form clumps or strands inside the eye. The vitreous gel pulls away from the back wall of the eye, causing a posterior vitreous detachment. It is a common cause of floaters.') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, when my Mom went in to the first appointment they told her that it was just the floaters and to watch it carefully. She had the check-up appointment scheduled for Friday. When she got there the Dr's decided that she needed to have the surgery done. She had 5 tears on her retina, which if she didn't have the surgery, it could have caused the total detachment of the retina, and she could have gone blind in that eye. So, when she called me at about 10 on Friday morning and told me what was going on, I was really scared. They only have one operating room, and it was booked all day with other surgeries. The Dr's wouldn't let her leave, or eat anything because if they had a cancellation, they could get her right in. Well, she ended up waiting till about 5 or 6 before they took her back. Will, Kale (my brother), my Grandma, and I were all in the waiting room till about 8:30. We went back and sat with her for about 30 minutes or so, while the Dr's &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyKLVV1L5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/vL5X-qH54PM/s1600-h/Mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106108004843204498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyKLVV1L5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/vL5X-qH54PM/s200/Mom%27s+Eye+Surgery-Rainbow+9-2-07+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;explained everything. We got out of the Hospital around almost 10. Will just drove back to our apartment and I drove my Mom home in her car. We had to stop to pick up a couple prescriptions, one for pain and one for nausea. Then I drove her home and helped with a few things. I just drove myself home in her car, because I needed to pick her up again in the morning at about 7:45. (yeah, tell me how much fun that sounds..) I didn't get home Friday night till about midnight or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday morning I got up at about 6:00 and got ready, then drove out to pick up my Mom to take her back up to the Moran Eye Center. Her appointment was at 8:30. The Dr's checked&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyJZlV1L4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/PkJNFkIElOk/s1600-h/Mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106107150144712578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyJZlV1L4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/PkJNFkIElOk/s320/Mom%27s+Eye+Surgery-Rainbow+9-2-07+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her out, and said it looked ok and normal.. (I thought it looked pretty bad, it was all puffy and her eye was all red, but if they say it looks good then it must be ok.) Anyway, she has 3 different eye drop prescriptions that she has to make sure she puts in her eye at certain times of the day. We picked those up on the way back from the Dr's office. Then I hung out with her for a bit, and played with the wiener dogs too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, I drove out to spend some time with her and just make sure everything was ok. Her eye looked a lot more swollen on Sunday, but that's probably to be expected. I stayed till about 6 and then came home. She let me borrow some movies, one of them was 'Blades of Glory', which was a pretty funny show. Will Ferrell is such an idiot. I think he's hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I went out again, around 10:30 to spend some time with my Mom and run some errands for her. She hasn't felt up to going anywhere, so I just took care of the stuff for her instead of her coming with me. I had to go get 'Leave of Absence' papers from her work that we need to have the Dr's fill out and sign. And I needed to get a refill for her for one of her prescriptions. I am going to have to meet one of her Dr's tomorrow to have them fill out the papers. They have to be filled out 10 days after the 1st work day missed, (which would have been Saturday.) So, I just want to get it taken care of so the process can get going. She'll have to be off work for at least 2 weeks. Then they said they'd see about letting her back to work with 'light duty' after that. If not, they said a total of 4 weeks off. She'll have a check-up appointment next Tuesday, and they'll probably determine that then. It hasn't been a fun process for my Mom to deal with. She's been in a lot of pain. She has to keep her head down for a whole week, and when she's sleeping she has to stay on her left side. They put a 'gas bubble' behind her eye to keep everything in place while the 'tears' are repairing themselves. The way the Dr explained it was, "It's like when you're putting up wallpaper, you have to have someone hold it up against the wall while your working on it, or while it's drying- so on, so forth.." Anyway, she has to keep her nose to the ground when she is standing, sitting, or anything for a whole week. The gas bubble has to stay right behind her eye to help it heal. What a pain in the butt. She already is getting a neck-ache. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyK21V1L6I/AAAAAAAAAKk/otHdWswYiIM/s1600-h/Mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106108752167514018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyK21V1L6I/AAAAAAAAAKk/otHdWswYiIM/s200/Mom%27s+Eye+Surgery-Rainbow+9-2-07+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way back to the apartment from the house on Saturday, it was kinda sprinkling/raining a bit, and a rainbow&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyLJ1V1L7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Y5jP-qNJAGk/s1600-h/Mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106109078585028530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyLJ1V1L7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Y5jP-qNJAGk/s200/Mom%27s+Eye+Surgery-Rainbow+9-2-07+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came out. It was so pretty. I had to pull over as soon as I pulled out of my Mom's driveway, so I could take some pictures. Then as I was driving, I put the camera on the steering wheel and took some more. (I'm not a superstitious person by any means, but it kinda seemed like a 'good sign' to me...) It just made me feel good to see something like that after everything that happened this weekend. And please don't get me wrong, I am not complaining at all. I really enjoy doing things for other people and helping my Mom out when she really needs it, makes me feel good. I just want to make sure she is taken care of. I love my Mom so much, and I want her around for a while. I would do anything to help prolong that. I really don't know what I would do without her. I don't want it to sound like my brothers don't help out at all, because they do, I just have more of that 'motherly instinct' and don't need to be asked to do things.. They are boys, so they don't think about that kind of stuff. But, they do help out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep ya'll updated with the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1615889505492359633?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1615889505492359633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1615889505492359633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1615889505492359633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1615889505492359633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/09/emergency-surgery-and-good-sign.html' title='Emergency Surgery..&amp; a &apos;Good Sign&apos;..'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/RtyL51V1L8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/0rwFrYBVbVg/s72-c/Mom%27s+Eye+Surgery-Rainbow+9-2-07+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1593152082256991593</id><published>2007-08-26T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:37:25.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pool'/><title type='text'>~This Weekend~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIjqlV1LyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oFM3loX5qHg/s1600-h/Pool+8-26-07+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103180542249348898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIjqlV1LyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oFM3loX5qHg/s320/Pool+8-26-07+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, we went to the pool again! Both days, of course. Today, Sunday, it rained quite a bit while we were over there. After about an hour or so, it lightened up and the sun came back out. Porter met some new friends at the pool. He had a lot of fun.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIj8lV1LzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dhat4NVttJw/s1600-h/Pool+8-26-07+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103180851486994226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIj8lV1LzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dhat4NVttJw/s200/Pool+8-26-07+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will and I really enjoy spending time out in the sun. I am not looking forward to the cold weather. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIk4VV1L1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jrcUEV_B6aU/s1600-h/Pool+8-26-07+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103181877984178002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIk4VV1L1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jrcUEV_B6aU/s200/Pool+8-26-07+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are two pools at our apartment complex, and the one we like the most, closes after Labor Day weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103181577336467266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIkm1V1L0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LSIHD7nR6Gc/s200/Pool+8-26-07+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So that was pretty much our weekend. We watched some movies, and I made my 'awesome' tacos. The boys both &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; them. I'd have to say, I probably love them the most. I could eat them everyday. &lt;p&gt;Well, this work week should be interesting... one of my co-workers is leaving and I have to learn some new stuff to help compensate our 'team' when he leaves. His last day is Friday. I am looking forward to furthering my knowledge of the title/escrow business. So, I'll keep everyone informed....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1593152082256991593?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1593152082256991593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1593152082256991593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1593152082256991593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1593152082256991593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-weekend.html' title='~This Weekend~'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/RtIjqlV1LyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oFM3loX5qHg/s72-c/Pool+8-26-07+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1542400421485839403</id><published>2007-08-24T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:37:44.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><title type='text'>Oh, Porter!....</title><content type='html'>Oooohhhhh Boy!!!! I think dressing up like girls must run in the family! I picked Porter up from pre-school today and when we got home, I went in the bedroom to change out of my work clothes. All the sudden, I hear giggling so, I turned around...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102425856365899522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rs91SFV1LwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FnJh9E4pK5A/s320/Po+8-24-07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between Porter and Cole, we'll have some pretty embarrassing&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rs92MVV1LxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZNmkidCupQw/s1600-h/Po+8-24-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102426857093279506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rs92MVV1LxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZNmkidCupQw/s200/Po+8-24-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pictures to torture them with when they are older! Porter was laughing pretty hard about it (he gets a kick out of himself.) So, I made him pose for me.... (I get a kick out of myself too.) ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not too much to report on, we'll probably go to the pool tomorrow.. and Sunday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1542400421485839403?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1542400421485839403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1542400421485839403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1542400421485839403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1542400421485839403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/08/oooohhhhh-boy-i-think-dressing-up-like.html' title='Oh, Porter!....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Rs91SFV1LwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FnJh9E4pK5A/s72-c/Po+8-24-07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1984607559690406965</id><published>2007-08-20T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:38:58.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cabin'/><title type='text'>Our weekend at the cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoSxVV1LvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jK-8dUJsxnw/s1600-h/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100910166702108402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoSxVV1LvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jK-8dUJsxnw/s320/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Will and I went up to the cabin this last weekend. (This is a picture of the view from the porch on Saturday evening.) The drive to Bear Lake usually takes around 2 and a half hours. Not this time! It took us 4 and a half hours to get there!!! Rediculous. We left the apartment around 6 on Friday night, figuring we'd get up there around 8:30. The freeway had a major accident right around the Layton area. We were on the freeway creeping along for about 2 hours. I thought I was going to go crazy. After we finally got out of that mess, it started raining and rained pretty much for the rest of the drive to the cabin. We got up there about 10. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoMr1V1LpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OJ1QL90UgSI/s1600-h/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100903475143061138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoMr1V1LpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OJ1QL90UgSI/s200/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Will's cousin and his wife (Max &amp;amp; Chelsea) are expecting there first baby in October and the family threw them a baby shower on Saturday. It was for couples, so Will came with me. We drove back down to Logan on Saturday afternoon, around 2:30, the shower was at 4. We stayed for a little while and then drove back up to the cabin. They have some pretty good little hamburger joints up there, so we wanted to stop and get some food. Well, that was a bad idea, needless to say.. We ended up pretty sick. I don't know exactly what it was from, but think it was food poisoning. Or the food just didn't agree with us or something... We spent Sunday being bums, and left for home around 6. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100903689891425954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoM4VV1LqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/LWL-PNSntio/s200/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoNJVV1LrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EkcnPyefhiw/s1600-h/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100903981949202098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoNJVV1LrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EkcnPyefhiw/s200/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was pretty chilly outside on Saturday night. We were just relaxing on the porch and cuddled up in blankets. It was really nice. I am really glad that we got the opportunity to get away for a weekend with no one around. It was so peaceful and relaxing. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoOAFV1LtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Rs5cGfl7gr4/s1600-h/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100904922547039954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoOAFV1LtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Rs5cGfl7gr4/s200/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoNu1V1LsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2kEJjirhQ68/s1600-h/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100904626194296514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoNu1V1LsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2kEJjirhQ68/s320/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday night around midnight or so, it started storming again, and Will woke up to try and take some pictures of the lightning. It was such a sight! Being that close to all the lightning was really cool! Will was only able to get one picture of it, but it turned out really well. It was so neat. I wish that we could have captured more pictures of the lightning. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a picture from the drive home. What a pretty lake. So blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoOf1V1LuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QZSIX9qAaKE/s1600-h/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100905468007886562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoOf1V1LuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QZSIX9qAaKE/s200/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess it's time to go. I'll post more later...&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/5516427202307960902-1984607559690406965?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1984607559690406965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1984607559690406965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1984607559690406965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1984607559690406965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-weekend-at-cabin.html' title='Our weekend at the cabin'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/RsoSxVV1LvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jK-8dUJsxnw/s72-c/Cabin+Weekend+8-17-07+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-6105464221161705052</id><published>2007-08-16T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:39:47.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Buca Di Bepo!</title><content type='html'>Yay for Buca Di Bepo!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUXn1V1LiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7UMLZ5VxDtI/s1600-h/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099508126167936546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUXn1V1LiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7UMLZ5VxDtI/s320/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Italian food! It's delicious! Kale and Brittany invited us to go to dinner because they had a $50 gift card to use. Mom came too. Ev was working, so he couldn't come, dang it. Anyway, we ordered a large spaghetti, a small fettucini alfredo, and some eggplant stuff (bluh), I didnt have any of the eggplant. We had sooo much leftovers! Will and I ended up with two leftover boxes of spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUaJ1V1LjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WvLxSw8oU8I/s1600-h/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099510909306744370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUaJ1V1LjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WvLxSw8oU8I/s320/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;--- Mmm, Mmm &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUanFV1LkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FRqknhEetvE/s1600-h/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUanFV1LkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FRqknhEetvE/s1600-h/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099511411817918018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUanFV1LkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FRqknhEetvE/s200/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will never wants to smile in a picture, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always has to be the goof-ball..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099511841314647634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUbAFV1LlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/47NCK9m6ejI/s200/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanted to take a picture of Porter and I earlier, so as I took this picture, Po moved his head and this is what we got..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099512434020134498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUbilV1LmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rETB5lEUbXs/s200/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I told him we had to take one more... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUcDVV1LnI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6lu_UjpMUjE/s1600-h/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099512996660850290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUcDVV1LnI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6lu_UjpMUjE/s200/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's really all I have to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUanFV1LkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FRqknhEetvE/s1600-h/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUanFV1LkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FRqknhEetvE/s1600-h/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-6105464221161705052?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/6105464221161705052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=6105464221161705052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6105464221161705052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/6105464221161705052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/08/buca-di-bepo.html' title='Buca Di Bepo!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/RsUXn1V1LiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7UMLZ5VxDtI/s72-c/Buca+Di+Bepo+8-16-07+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-2466978384826253382</id><published>2007-08-14T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:40:28.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cabin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>The cabin..etcetera, etcetera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJDimK9TlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8VZqcjIcKHs/s1600-h/Pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098711989777944146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJDimK9TlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8VZqcjIcKHs/s200/Pic%27s+from+2006+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend we went to the pool... both Saturday and Sunday... (of course.) We really enjoy going. I didn't take the camera this time though. Will and I are going to take a trip to Bear Lake this weekend. We'll probably leave Friday after work. I am excited to go stay at the cabin, it will be nice to have a weekend to ourselves. I love the peace and quiet.. and the atmosphere... and the view! Last summer we spent a lot of time there. Almost every weekend during the summer until Will's parents left. We wanted to go up during the winter, and attempted to this past January, but discovered that the locks had been changed and we didn't have the new key!! Dang it! We got a new one now though... I would really like to stay up there when there's snow on the ground.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJFKWK9TnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8M_qXVIMX6E/s1600-h/January+2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098713772189372018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJFKWK9TnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8M_qXVIMX6E/s200/January+2007+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098713226728525410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJEqmK9TmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vH5hDB9dFls/s200/January+2007+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Speaking of snow... I was just going through some pictures (looking for the ones of the cabin) and found ones from Christmas 2006. We went out to Kale and Britt's&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJGLmK9ToI/AAAAAAAAAGs/m5RnEs8P2eM/s1600-h/Christmas+2006+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098714893175836290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJGLmK9ToI/AAAAAAAAAGs/m5RnEs8P2eM/s200/Christmas+2006+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; house for breakfast Christmas morning and we went to my Mom's so Porter could see the doggies. They love him! And needless to say, he loves them. He says they are 'his dogs, they just stay at grandma's house' . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my weiner dogs! They are the best dogs ever! I can't wait till Will and I get one to have at our place. My mom won't let me take Eddie (he's mine but he's deaf and partially blind) not only that, I would feel terrible taking him away from the other dogs. They are like his eyes and ears. Anyway, the others names are C.J., Tug, and Mollie. Kale and Britt have one as well, and his name is Charlie. Eddie and Charlie are brothers. Kale and I got them at the same time. Although Eddie has those disabilities, he is &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJH-WK9TpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mZF3Yhv94uM/s1600-h/Christmas+2006+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098716864565825170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJH-WK9TpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mZF3Yhv94uM/s200/Christmas+2006+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;really a very good dog. (My Mom calls him 'special Ed') haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- This one is Eddie, trying to get Momma's (my) attention.. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJIv2K9TqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NjF5RR3gzjY/s1600-h/Christmas+2006+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098717714969349794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJIv2K9TqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NjF5RR3gzjY/s200/Christmas+2006+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is Charlie --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! hahaha ~I just found this other picture from a party my cousins and I had the day after Thanksgiving '06. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099013286028725986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RsNVkWK9TuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jZ1dB8j-3zM/s400/11-25-06+party+%40+Nicki%27s+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We had all the cousins pose together and we took a bunch of pictures.. This one is my favorite! It makes me laugh every time I see it. We had sooo much fun! And these pictures are priceless entertainment!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Ok, enough reminiscing for now... I'll put some more favorites on later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-2466978384826253382?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/2466978384826253382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=2466978384826253382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2466978384826253382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/2466978384826253382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/08/cabinetcetera-etcetera.html' title='The cabin..etcetera, etcetera...'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/RsJDimK9TlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8VZqcjIcKHs/s72-c/Pic%27s+from+2006+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-3899476021061139231</id><published>2007-08-11T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:40:56.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>~Bees Game~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr43-GK9TiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VCW_yrHUZr8/s1600-h/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097573368177970722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr43-GK9TiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VCW_yrHUZr8/s200/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr429WK9ThI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SPOKw4H-m1k/s1600-h/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097572255781441042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr429WK9ThI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SPOKw4H-m1k/s200/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stewart Title invited some (not sure how many) title companies in Utah to attend a Bees game and a picnic before hand, at the ballpark. We had a lot of fun. The ballpark had a theme of 'child safety' last night, and Porter made out like a bandit! He got a free bike helmet, a Bees backpack, and a bunch of other little stuff. The helmet is actually a really nice one! We were glad he was able to get all the prizes that he did, it was a lot of fun for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A girl, named Katy, that I work with was there with her family, and her daughter Beau just loved Po.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097574098322411058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr44omK9TjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ieBMwHqnGMk/s200/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It was so cute. Porter wants to be a big brother so bad. He asks Will and I all the time, "When are you gonna have a baby? I want a baby sister!" He just wants someone to take care of. (No comment...) LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr45zmK9TkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/iX95NsMn_Uw/s1600-h/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097575386812599874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr45zmK9TkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/iX95NsMn_Uw/s200/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porter was also excited because one of the players on the Bees has the last name of Porter! So, everytime he got up to bat, Po would yell and scream for him. It was so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we are cooking steaks for dinner tonight! Yummy! We invited my Mom up to have dinner with us. Gotta get the steaks ready... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-3899476021061139231?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/3899476021061139231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=3899476021061139231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3899476021061139231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/3899476021061139231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/08/bees-game.html' title='~Bees Game~'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rr43-GK9TiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VCW_yrHUZr8/s72-c/Bees+Game+with+Meridian+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-874642461147941237</id><published>2007-08-09T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:41:24.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pool'/><title type='text'>Porter decided to cut his own hair !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru2q2K9TYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RCNzIcHy9G8/s1600-h/Po"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096868250512084354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru2q2K9TYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RCNzIcHy9G8/s200/Po%27s+Haircut+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru1omK9TXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NhwNYI8pG9o/s1600-h/Po"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096867112345750898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru1omK9TXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NhwNYI8pG9o/s200/Po%27s+Haircut+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah... that's right.. Porter decided last Saturday to cut his own hair! He was with his Mom Saturday morning and decided to take the scissors and chop all his bangs off. She dropped him off with us around noon, and there was no way to fix it, so we shaved off all his hair!! I don't think he has had short hair since he was about 2! And guess what?! He loves it! He spent about 2 hours in the bathroom later that day, after we went to the pool, just messin' with his new hair. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru3PmK9TZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TWMO-4KKt84/s1600-h/Po"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096868881872276882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru3PmK9TZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TWMO-4KKt84/s200/Po%27s+Haircut+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru34mK9TbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NHXw-Cz7Riw/s1600-h/Po"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096869586246913458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru34mK9TbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NHXw-Cz7Riw/s320/Po%27s+Haircut+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were at the pool, Will was throwin' Po up in the air, and I was taking pictures. We were actually able to get quite a few really cool ones! We had a lot of fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096869221174693282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru3jWK9TaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dO4-JZSpUbw/s200/Po%27s+Haircut+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru5BmK9TcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WcebjtQQrBM/s1600-h/Pool+Time+August+2007+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096870840377363906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru5BmK9TcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WcebjtQQrBM/s200/Pool+Time+August+2007+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096871183974747602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru5VmK9TdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SESCC_rmx-8/s200/Pool+Time+August+2007+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru5wGK9TeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/r5hbVqceEQ8/s1600-h/Pool+Time+August+2007+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096871639241280994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru5wGK9TeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/r5hbVqceEQ8/s200/Pool+Time+August+2007+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kale and Brittany had a housewarming party on Saturday night, we had a lot of fun. Po was with us, so Will stayed home with him. My Mom, Ev, and Nina came up too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru6TGK9TfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hwXKT1m8pUw/s1600-h/Kale&amp;amp;Britts+Houswarming+Party+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096872240536702450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru6TGK9TfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hwXKT1m8pUw/s200/Kale%26Britts+Houswarming+Party+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096872536889445890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru6kWK9TgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YCcyncW2_KM/s200/Kale%26Britts+Houswarming+Party+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-874642461147941237?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/874642461147941237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=874642461147941237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/874642461147941237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/874642461147941237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/08/porter-decided-to-cut-his-own-hair.html' title='Porter decided to cut his own hair !!'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rru2q2K9TYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RCNzIcHy9G8/s72-c/Po%27s+Haircut+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-8943609126708646093</id><published>2007-07-29T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:41:57.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>The pool..... again....</title><content type='html'>We went to the pool again today..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092760114293460242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0eV2K9TRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9Fh7qfjoJr4/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It was too hot to stay for very long.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0emWK9TSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NX0Sre5K7pI/s1600-h/Pool+Time+June+2007+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092760397761301794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0emWK9TSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NX0Sre5K7pI/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were only there for about an hour. At least Po was entertained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0e02K9TTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/g2-WWCyIIKE/s1600-h/Pool+Time+June+2007+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092760646869404978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0e02K9TTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/g2-WWCyIIKE/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the Bee's game last night, they played Iowa and WON! We had a great time. I love ballpark nachos! Porter had a hotdog, which looked really tempting. Will and I really enjoy getting out and doing those kinds of things.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0flWK9TVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RFGgI3a7cik/s1600-h/Pool+Time+June+2007+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092761480093060434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0flWK9TVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RFGgI3a7cik/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092761278229597506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0fZmK9TUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/xVpcBpBg_zM/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Earlier in the year, we had the opportunity to go to a few Jazz games and sit in the suites. Will was given tickets from his boss. The moon was out last night and it looked really cool. I tried to take some pictures of it.. but it wasn't very easy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092762016963972450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0gEmK9TWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MkUmdGPKwpE/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess that's all I have to say for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-8943609126708646093?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/8943609126708646093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=8943609126708646093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8943609126708646093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/8943609126708646093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/07/pool-again.html' title='The pool..... again....'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Rq0eV2K9TRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9Fh7qfjoJr4/s72-c/Pool+Time+June+2007+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1923901049676627032</id><published>2007-07-28T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:42:30.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golf'/><title type='text'>Saturday, at the pool..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092369907924683890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu7c2K9THI/AAAAAAAAACk/r2IarmqewCA/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went to the pool today! I know, I know.. a shocker.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu8P2K9TJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/r4ULlOWAF5U/s1600-h/Pool+Time+June+2007+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092370784098012306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu8P2K9TJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/r4ULlOWAF5U/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a lot of fun. Porter was trying out some new tricks!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092371106220559522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu8imK9TKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MA1iIqMS34A/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092372119832841410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu9dmK9TMI/AAAAAAAAADM/GGbBBa6MUv8/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He is such a fish! (I think he's growing gills..) Anyway, we really enjoy spending time outside in the summer. I don't want &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu-72K9TNI/AAAAAAAAADU/ig-uc24kfQE/s1600-h/Charity+Golf+Tourny+06-01-07+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092373739035512018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu-72K9TNI/AAAAAAAAADU/ig-uc24kfQE/s200/Charity+Golf+Tourny+06-01-07+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it to end, but I know the &lt;em&gt;cold&lt;/em&gt; is right around the corner.. :( Will's company puts on a charity golf tournament every year, this year they contributed to the Multiple Sclerosis charity. It was in June and it was really fun! Will played and invited &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092375847864454370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqvA2mK9TOI/AAAAAAAAADc/YwpFr20OOsM/s200/Charity+Golf+Tourny+06-01-07+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Max and Eric to play with him. They had a great time. My company sponsered &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqvBp2K9TPI/AAAAAAAAADk/7KLdoknN4x4/s1600-h/Charity+Golf+Tourny+06-01-07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092376728332750066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqvBp2K9TPI/AAAAAAAAADk/7KLdoknN4x4/s200/Charity+Golf+Tourny+06-01-07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the holes, and Cindy and I got to make up a game that all the players could participate in when they came to our hole. We had some good laughs! People loved our game. We had a huge 'clown-like' golf club and some soft golf balls that they had to hit onto a disc that was placed about 20 feet away. If they made it on there, they got a candy bar. I hope we get the opportunity to do it again next year. (Although, this time I'll bring sunscreen, I got fried being outside all day..)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092377303858367746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqvCLWK9TQI/AAAAAAAAADs/QAerJPmtA1k/s200/Charity+Golf+Tourny+06-01-07+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will is done with the 7th and last, Harry Potter book. He finished it in about 4 days. I am still working on the 6th book and it's killing him. He needs someone to talk to about the 7th book. &lt;em&gt;LOL &lt;/em&gt;I went to a bookstore yesterday and they were giving away free Harry Potter posters! I took one for Porter, and he was soooo excited to see it. Will and him hung it on the wall in his room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are taking Po to a Bee's game tonight. It's at 7, but Will doesn't think Po will last the whole 9 innings... We'll see, I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kale and Britt's new house is really nice! Will and I drove out and saw it last Tuesday. It is so nice, and so big. I am really excited for them. I can't wait until Will and I get our own house! It will be a nice change from the apartment life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, bye for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1923901049676627032?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1923901049676627032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1923901049676627032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1923901049676627032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1923901049676627032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-went-to-pool-today-i-know-i-know.html' title='Saturday, at the pool..'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rqu7c2K9THI/AAAAAAAAACk/r2IarmqewCA/s72-c/Pool+Time+June+2007+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1800533576299064664</id><published>2007-07-22T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:43:19.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><title type='text'>The Harry Potter weekend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The new Harry Potter came out this past weekend (as you all know, I'm sure), Will was like a little kid on Christmas when our doorbell rang Saturday around noon. It was the postman delivering his prize! He hasn't put the book down all weekend, except for when we &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to leave the apartment. He's talked me into reading the 6th book so that I can know what goes on before I read the 7th. So, I have been a bit of a bookworm as well. (This is us at my company party on Saturday evening.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091542641388899426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqjLDmK9TGI/AAAAAAAAACc/obxxTWozzbY/s320/Co.+prty+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQFCWK9TAI/AAAAAAAAABs/OLAMiMkeEUw/s1600-h/Cabin+6-06+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090199016704920578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQFCWK9TAI/AAAAAAAAABs/OLAMiMkeEUw/s200/Cabin+6-06+16.jpg" width="516" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQGxmK9TBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/be5HAX_x56w/s1600-h/Pool+Time+June+2007+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090200927965367314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQGxmK9TBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/be5HAX_x56w/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to the pool at our apartmets on Saturday for a couple hours, then we had my work party to attend. (I think Will was in agony the entire time, not being able to read the book.) But, we did have fun. We go to the pool regularly every weekend. Most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weekends we go both Saturday and Sunday just for a few hours, to relax and get some sun. If Porter is with us, he loves going to the pool. We look forward to it all week! He has turned into a fish this summer! Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQHtWK9TDI/AAAAAAAAACE/Q8jcsXYv7oc/s1600-h/Pool+Time+June+2007+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090201954462551090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQHtWK9TDI/AAAAAAAAACE/Q8jcsXYv7oc/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; summer we had to beg him to get in the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQHL2K9TCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DpI8J9ZCUWQ/s1600-h/Pool+Time+June+2007+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090201378936933410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQHL2K9TCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DpI8J9ZCUWQ/s200/Pool+Time+June+2007+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;water. There is this little resort up at Bear Lake that has a pool and we went quite a few times last summer, he always had to have a floaty on him or else he wouldn't go near the water. (Hence the picture of him with the floaty on him.) Now, we can't get him out of it! (The other pics are at our pool.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Thursday was our last softball game! (bummer) Will and I played on a team that was set up by some co-workers at my company. (Meridian Title) We had a lot of fun playing. I &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQJGmK9TEI/AAAAAAAAACM/qO-tCkpD3jQ/s1600-h/Meridian+Softball+Game+6+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090203487765875778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQJGmK9TEI/AAAAAAAAACM/qO-tCkpD3jQ/s200/Meridian+Softball+Game+6+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;think our team took either 3rd or 4th out of 8 teams. Pretty good, if you ask me! We would have taken 2nd, but we got creamed on Thursday. &lt;em&gt;Bad.&lt;/em&gt; I don't think we ever took that bad of a beating the whole season. It was a fun season though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQJiWK9TFI/AAAAAAAAACU/cNf3GRboTvk/s1600-h/Meridian+Softball+Game+6+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090203964507245650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqQJiWK9TFI/AAAAAAAAACU/cNf3GRboTvk/s200/Meridian+Softball+Game+6+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Mom came up to my work on Friday to meet me for lunch. We tried this new place on 7000 South and State called 'Amadeus Pizza'. It's really good. My Mom works with the lady who's husband runs the joint, so she told my Mom to come try it out. I think we'll be ordering from there again! mmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I'll write again soon with more interesting news...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1800533576299064664?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1800533576299064664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1800533576299064664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1800533576299064664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1800533576299064664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-harry-potter-came-out-this-past.html' title='The Harry Potter weekend..'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RqjLDmK9TGI/AAAAAAAAACc/obxxTWozzbY/s72-c/Co.+prty+212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-5162145026139947778</id><published>2007-07-17T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:44:16.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cabin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>The Clark's &amp; The Fitch's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp17FDJ7syI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MCLO9jeAGd4/s1600-h/Papa&amp;amp;Nana+July9th-13th2007+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088358480675058466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp17FDJ7syI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MCLO9jeAGd4/s200/Papa%26Nana+July9th-13th2007+015.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, they came,... they saw,... and they LEFT!! Already! I can't believe it, and neither can Will. Craig and Sande (his parents) were here for a week this summer! They have been teaching in Kuwait for the past 2 school years. They flew in on Monday night last week (7/9) and left on Friday night (7/13) on their way to Jakarta, where they will be for the next 2 school years! Last summer, they were home for about a month &amp;amp; a half. It's really har&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp18fTJ7s0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/K_3bg2ZuXhA/s1600-h/0713071653.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088360031158252354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="5" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp18fTJ7s0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/K_3bg2ZuXhA/s200/0713071653.jpg" width="3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d not being able to see them more. Hopefully next summer they will stay longer! It was really nice being able to spend the week with them up at the cabin in Bear Lake, while they were here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp17mDJ7szI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SS_EANex-TA/s1600-h/Papa&amp;amp;Nana+July9th-13th2007+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088359047610741554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="124" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp17mDJ7szI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SS_EANex-TA/s200/Papa%26Nana+July9th-13th2007+020.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was able to take some great pictures of Will's family. It means a lot to Will and I, and I am sure the siblings as well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp1-mjJ7s1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/5JwqHrucJG0/s1600-h/Papa&amp;amp;Nana+July9th-13th2007+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088362354735559506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp1-mjJ7s1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/5JwqHrucJG0/s200/Papa%26Nana+July9th-13th2007+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we were up at the lake, Kelsey (Will's sis) and her kids, stayed there the entire time that we did. Lori (Will's oldest sis) and her kids, came up the last night and stayed. We had a lot of fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On another note, Po will be starting Kindergarten this school year. He is getting so big. The daycare/preschool that he attends had a Pre-K graduation for all the kids. It was really exciting for him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp1_yzJ7s2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9d-xBj9S9Ko/s1600-h/Porter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088363664700584802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp1_yzJ7s2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9d-xBj9S9Ko/s200/Porter%27s+Pre-K+Graduation+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My family is doing really well. I have posted some of their pics too.. Kale and Britt just got a new house! Everett has a new girlfriend.. (yay for Nina!) She is awesome. My mom is doing pretty well, just got central air in the house, which was lllloooonnnggg overdue. She is now working in the Bakery at Wal-mart and really enjoys it! And the four weiner dogs are still bein' weiners!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp2B_DJ7s5I/AAAAAAAAABU/FgVSXEA58sA/s1600-h/11-25-06+party+@+Nicki"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088366074177237906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp2B_DJ7s5I/AAAAAAAAABU/FgVSXEA58sA/s200/11-25-06+party+%40+Nicki%27s+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp2CWzJ7s6I/AAAAAAAAABc/dRBgCeyvSGU/s1600-h/Kale"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088366482199131042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp2CWzJ7s6I/AAAAAAAAABc/dRBgCeyvSGU/s200/Kale%27s+Bday+6-3-07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp2C6zJ7s7I/AAAAAAAAABk/UzxIoeyGE60/s1600-h/Sizzler+3-16-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088367100674421682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp2C6zJ7s7I/AAAAAAAAABk/UzxIoeyGE60/s200/Sizzler+3-16-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll write again soon... as soon as there is more exciting news...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-5162145026139947778?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/5162145026139947778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=5162145026139947778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5162145026139947778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/5162145026139947778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/07/clarks-fitchs.html' title='The Clark&apos;s &amp; The Fitch&apos;s'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/Rp17FDJ7syI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MCLO9jeAGd4/s72-c/Papa%26Nana+July9th-13th2007+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5516427202307960902.post-1494663027771661014</id><published>2007-07-17T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:44:52.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is our new blogspot page... hope ya'll enjoy!! Believe it or not, this is Porter.. (behind all the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RpzwqTJ7sxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kP_ci2JIAtc/s1600-h/Po-+4th+of+July.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088206288508924690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kircvZ9fe40/RpzwqTJ7sxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kP_ci2JIAtc/s320/Po-+4th+of+July.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;glow sticks..) ~LOL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5516427202307960902-1494663027771661014?l=willandtori.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/feeds/1494663027771661014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5516427202307960902&amp;postID=1494663027771661014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1494663027771661014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5516427202307960902/posts/default/1494663027771661014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willandtori.blogspot.com/2007/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>~Will and Tori~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04457256539525725685</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/_kircvZ9fe40/RpzwqTJ7sxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kP_ci2JIAtc/s72-c/Po-+4th+of+July.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
