<?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-1279051117612498809</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:33:51.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLARK..... PARTY OF ONE! :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-779269807916450937</id><published>2010-04-20T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:40:50.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER 2010</title><content type='html'>Well we did the same thing this year as we do every year for easter and it was a good time except the weather was a little challenging and my mom and dad couldn't make it this year:( but overall we had fun and we will do it again next year.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jCyp3SBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Vh3Mohi7pxc/s1600/DSCF2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462271560166885394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jCyp3SBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Vh3Mohi7pxc/s320/DSCF2396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the proud parents waiting at the bottom of the egg roll hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jCXcjuEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ZdxBTMaE7RM/s1600/DSCF2377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462271552863320130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jCXcjuEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ZdxBTMaE7RM/s320/DSCF2377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron seranading us with his guitar playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jB_OVD7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/nDYiZFsBhrI/s1600/DSCF2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462271546361188274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jB_OVD7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/nDYiZFsBhrI/s320/DSCF2406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what my arm looked like after I had a run in with a giant bolt that was sticking out of a door while I was carrying a cooler. It was still bruised 2 weeks later and to this day the bottom part of the bruise is still there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jBTU7bqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yIpbjdo69Ok/s1600/DSCF2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462271534577708706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jBTU7bqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yIpbjdo69Ok/s320/DSCF2352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braysyn on his dirt bike, everytime he would stop and leave it running I would jump on it and take off it was funny. He had several wrecks and never got hurt but that is how they learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jAv1fXNI/AAAAAAAAAio/kxkiZec8pL4/s1600/DSCF2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462271525050604754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jAv1fXNI/AAAAAAAAAio/kxkiZec8pL4/s320/DSCF2340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla, Terra, and Steph chatting it up by the fire, and no blue was not the designated color to wear, they just all somehow ended up matching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gohkGHHI/AAAAAAAAAig/SxRhAijVcU0/s1600/DSCF2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462268909879434354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gohkGHHI/AAAAAAAAAig/SxRhAijVcU0/s320/DSCF2342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lainee and Mylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83goIegGPI/AAAAAAAAAiY/JICHB6CWYzs/s1600/DSCF2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462268903145085170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83goIegGPI/AAAAAAAAAiY/JICHB6CWYzs/s320/DSCF2344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preslie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gnQHDWsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EDJnKZiWVPA/s1600/DSCF2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462268888014346946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gnQHDWsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EDJnKZiWVPA/s320/DSCF2351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gm9-Wn2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/G7JkCqEOkJA/s1600/DSCF2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462268883146022754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gm9-Wn2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/G7JkCqEOkJA/s320/DSCF2359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I know I look like an elephant on a bike but it was so fun. I need to get me a 70 cause the 50 is a little small:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gmVgj33I/AAAAAAAAAiA/FbU3tQ4Ubss/s1600/DSCF2384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462268872283643762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83gmVgj33I/AAAAAAAAAiA/FbU3tQ4Ubss/s320/DSCF2384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Campfire improve songs. Pretty sure this was the funniest night I have had in a long time. I love just making up random songs about people. I got a few on video but I don't have written consent to post them yet, but I might do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83edlWX9HI/AAAAAAAAAh4/tZYOaqC3u28/s1600/DSCF2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462266522893808754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83edlWX9HI/AAAAAAAAAh4/tZYOaqC3u28/s320/DSCF2389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maycee, Preslie, and Braysyn waiting to roll their eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83ec24K2VI/AAAAAAAAAhw/dEsqbfOGa8k/s1600/DSCF2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462266510419089746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83ec24K2VI/AAAAAAAAAhw/dEsqbfOGa8k/s320/DSCF2390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landyn, Aust, Stets, and Tanner rolling their eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83ecfqmMlI/AAAAAAAAAho/Fw4Dd6OvwNI/s1600/DSCF2391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462266504188146258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83ecfqmMlI/AAAAAAAAAho/Fw4Dd6OvwNI/s320/DSCF2391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mace and Pres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83eb7YGptI/AAAAAAAAAhg/tE3Kv1y7r_I/s1600/DSCF2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462266494446905042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83eb7YGptI/AAAAAAAAAhg/tE3Kv1y7r_I/s320/DSCF2397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The famous egg rolling hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83ebLk2B5I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Ne2rPseu-Do/s1600/DSCF2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462266481615439762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83ebLk2B5I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Ne2rPseu-Do/s320/DSCF2399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids getting ready to go on the candy hunt, minus Braysyn and Mylee due to a mini melt down right before we left, and minus all of Cary's, Derrick's, and Dallas' kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-779269807916450937?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/779269807916450937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=779269807916450937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/779269807916450937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/779269807916450937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html' title='EASTER 2010'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S83jCyp3SBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Vh3Mohi7pxc/s72-c/DSCF2396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-998692446384973986</id><published>2010-04-14T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:46:06.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UH.... FINALLY A POST</title><content type='html'>WELL I KNOW IT HAS BEEN FOREVER BUT I FORGET I HAVE THIS SOMETIMES:) SO HERE IS MY TRIP TO TAMPA.  I WENT ALONE AND WATCHED SPRING TRAINING BASEBALL, IT WAS PRETTY MUCH AWESOME. SO HERE IS A FEW PICTURES AND NOT VERY MUCH INFO CAUSE THAT'S JUST HOW I ROLL:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGiH0PO7I/AAAAAAAAAgo/8fmKTv6lyYo/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058781516774322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGiH0PO7I/AAAAAAAAAgo/8fmKTv6lyYo/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGhhLqtDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/77IlRKq0GLw/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058771146060850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGhhLqtDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/77IlRKq0GLw/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGhOMBlGI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Xkrv1nMT_a0/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058766047286370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGhOMBlGI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Xkrv1nMT_a0/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PHILIES TAKING BATTING PRACTICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGgomSKLI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/leqhSj1tLc4/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058755956877490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGgomSKLI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/leqhSj1tLc4/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHIL HUGHES, AJ, AND CC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGgDicOYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/J4kBaG_QS-k/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058746008648066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGgDicOYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/J4kBaG_QS-k/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE 2009 WORLD SERIES TROPHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFb1pO1vI/AAAAAAAAAgA/u_Po8Wxm78Y/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460057574047930098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFb1pO1vI/AAAAAAAAAgA/u_Po8Wxm78Y/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; POSADA GETTING READY TO BAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFbT1RabI/AAAAAAAAAf4/cD2D0lqdG2w/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460057564971624882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFbT1RabI/AAAAAAAAAf4/cD2D0lqdG2w/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS ALL THE ATTENTION WE GOT FROM A-ROD AND JETER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFa-5za-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/KKkvLP0eLG4/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460057559353486306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFa-5za-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/KKkvLP0eLG4/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ROBINSON CANO COMING OVER TO SIGN MY BASEBALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFaXqywrI/AAAAAAAAAfo/eas-YoCE_Ec/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460057548821545650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFaXqywrI/AAAAAAAAAfo/eas-YoCE_Ec/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME GUY WANTED TO TAKE A PICTURE OF ME SO I LET HIM. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFZwuM6XI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Dn5Od-CZIQI/s1600/Spring+Training+Baseball+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460057538366859634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YFZwuM6XI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Dn5Od-CZIQI/s320/Spring+Training+Baseball+098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSADA AND CC GIVING A FIST BUMP BEFORE THEY HEAD OUT TO THE FIELD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/1279051117612498809-998692446384973986?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/998692446384973986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=998692446384973986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/998692446384973986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/998692446384973986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2010/04/uh-finally-post.html' title='UH.... FINALLY A POST'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S8YGiH0PO7I/AAAAAAAAAgo/8fmKTv6lyYo/s72-c/Spring+Training+Baseball+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-7412232785975888153</id><published>2010-01-06T08:38:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:57:58.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEARS</title><content type='html'>OK HERE IS THE PICS FROM CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEARS YOU MIGHT HAVE ALREADY SEEN THEM ON FACEBOOK, BUT IF NOT HERE THEY ARE. THEY ARE IN NO ORDER AND YES I AM STILL CARRYING HOLIDAY WEIGHT FROM LAST YEAR!!! BUT HOPEFULLY WITH MY NEW YEARS GOALS THAT WILL START DISAPPEARING:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TElU8XmzI/AAAAAAAAAew/U0aIDiaEWl8/s1600-h/DSCF2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423675996817038130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TElU8XmzI/AAAAAAAAAew/U0aIDiaEWl8/s400/DSCF2135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND MY NIECE SHAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDmWoHMNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ML7kfWUx4jc/s1600-h/DSCF2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423674914937188562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDmWoHMNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ML7kfWUx4jc/s400/DSCF2141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NEW YEARS EVE DINNER AT STEPH-N-CLINT'S, THERE WAS 31 OF US THERE!!! AND WE WERE MISSING 7(MY OLDEST BROTHER AND HIS FAM) I WILL TRY TO LIST THEM ALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOM-DAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STEPH, CLINT, LANDYN, AUSTYN, MAYCEE, BRAYSYN, MYLEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DERRICK, ASHLIE, SHAY, SHAN, SHONTAE, SHAYCIE, KIERA, ZOEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KYLA, RON, KAYLIE, STETSON, TANNER, LAINEE, PRESLIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DALLAS, EMILEE, WESTYN, TREYSON, MAKYNDIE, TREVYN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND ME:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDl3TIWpI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2ox_i9RjCEg/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423674906527685266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDl3TIWpI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2ox_i9RjCEg/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DAD AND THE KIDS WITH THEIR NEW PUPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDlaMA2mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/n0rv-Cd0m4Q/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423674898713205346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDlaMA2mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/n0rv-Cd0m4Q/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MOM, STEPH, ME, AND EMILEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDkx7wZqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VajnMdJMeug/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423674887907600034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDkx7wZqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VajnMdJMeug/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; STEPH, MYLEE, AND KYNDIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDksHRpgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/aTi3nnPTfig/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423674886345303554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TDksHRpgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/aTi3nnPTfig/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHEN WE WERE ALL BUSY ON OUR COMPUTERS,DS' AND I-PODS, NO ONE WAS REALLY PAYING ATTENTION TO WHAT MYLEE WAS DOING AND SHE WAS BEING REALLY QUIET, WHEN WE FINALLY LOOKED UP SHE HAD FOUND HERSELF AN APPLE IN A BAG AND WAS MUNCHIN IT UP WITH HER LITTLE TEETH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBFgzGJlI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MnE8BN-L_fU/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423672151708673618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBFgzGJlI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MnE8BN-L_fU/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BRAYSYN, TREY, AND WEST, GETTING READY FOR CHRISTMAS EVE DINNER AT DALLAS AND EMILEE'S HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBFVVNebI/AAAAAAAAAd4/TTojRUwYMGw/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423672148630534578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBFVVNebI/AAAAAAAAAd4/TTojRUwYMGw/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MAYCEE, MYLEE, AND ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBEtnOi0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/c6pyCnnGzoY/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423672137968683842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBEtnOi0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/c6pyCnnGzoY/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND TREY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBEHe6jyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4HTDPuj_qOs/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423672127733272354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBEHe6jyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/4HTDPuj_qOs/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND STEPH-OLDEST SISTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBDlheo7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ar-PV8tY0MA/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423672118617220018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TBDlheo7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ar-PV8tY0MA/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND DAD, HE THOUGHT HE WAS A THUG AND HE WOULD NOT SMILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_waBfdtI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7ksqUvUd_l4/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423670689601124050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_waBfdtI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7ksqUvUd_l4/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK SO WE TOOK LIKE TEN PICTURES BECAUSE MOM CANNOT SMILE IN A PIC, SHE ALWAYS PULLS A WEIRD FACE, ITS LIKE SHE CAN SMILE JUST FINE AND THEN YOU PULL A CAMERA OUT AND SHE CAN'T SMILE AT ALL IT LIKE THIS WEIRD FAKE SMILE, ITS SO FUNNY, SO THIS IS THE BEST WE GOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_v1NS9uI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/HlKgo6VAwxc/s1600-h/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423670679718524642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_v1NS9uI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/HlKgo6VAwxc/s400/Gettysburg,+Arlington,+and+DC+245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND MYLEE JUST ROCKING IT AT THE CHRISTMAS PROGRAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_vg-iTBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uFQWGslij3c/s1600-h/DSCF2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423670674287905810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_vg-iTBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uFQWGslij3c/s400/DSCF2160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK SO WE WANTED A PICTURE OF ME AND MY SISTERS WITH MY MOM, IT TOOK FOREVER TO GET EVEN A GOOD ONE, SO THIS IS THE BEST WE HAVE, THE BOYS WOULDN'T LET ME GET PICTURES OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_vK7houI/AAAAAAAAAdA/JWEu5Y_dgMU/s1600-h/DSCF2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423670668369699554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_vK7houI/AAAAAAAAAdA/JWEu5Y_dgMU/s400/DSCF2157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DERRICK AND 3 OF HIS GIRLS, SHAY, SHONTAE, AND SHAYCIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_uk6_cFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3BZ3CTWJgvA/s1600-h/DSCF2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423670658166911058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S_uk6_cFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3BZ3CTWJgvA/s400/DSCF2149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JUST WANTED TO SHOW ANOTHER FUNNY FACE OF MOMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-n6Z4gmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NDkWrGnNzFo/s1600-h/DSCF2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423669444162912866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-n6Z4gmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NDkWrGnNzFo/s400/DSCF2155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND KYNDIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-ncT5yLI/AAAAAAAAAco/lpeH4dGrA78/s1600-h/DSCF2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423669436084766898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-ncT5yLI/AAAAAAAAAco/lpeH4dGrA78/s400/DSCF2147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A BUNCH OF THE KIDS EATING ON NEW YEARS EVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-nMS-fcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XgbeDIWXL-0/s1600-h/DSCF2145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423669431785913794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-nMS-fcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XgbeDIWXL-0/s400/DSCF2145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE BOYS AND THEIR LITTLE GANG- AUST, LAN, SHAN, AND STETS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-msJFh4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/UNjvFBgvkVM/s1600-h/DSCF2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423669423154497410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-msJFh4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/UNjvFBgvkVM/s400/DSCF2140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND MY NIECE KAYLIE, CAN YOU BELIEVE SHE IS 16!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-mIxYDaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/C_eca66OZ-s/s1600-h/DSCF2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423669413659807138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0S-mIxYDaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/C_eca66OZ-s/s400/DSCF2133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND MYLEE, SHE LOVES TO TAKE PICTURES BUT WON'T REALLY LOOK AT THE CAMERA UNTIL AFTER THE FLASH THEN SHE SMILES&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-7412232785975888153?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/7412232785975888153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=7412232785975888153&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7412232785975888153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7412232785975888153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-and-new-years.html' title='CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEARS'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/S0TElU8XmzI/AAAAAAAAAew/U0aIDiaEWl8/s72-c/DSCF2135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-1621815958378395409</id><published>2009-12-17T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:21:33.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRAIGHT UP FROM BEN STEIN!!!</title><content type='html'>I REALLY LIKED THIS AND THOUGHT I WOULD SHARE ITS LONG BUT WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning  Commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish.  And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees.  I don't feel threatened.  I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are, Christmas trees. It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me.  I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto.  In fact, I kind of like it.  It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in  Malibu .  If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away. I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians.  I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period.  I have no idea where the concept came from, that  America is an explicitly atheist country.  I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat. Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship celebrities and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him?  I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too.  But there are a lot of us who are wondering where these celebrities came from and where theAmerica we knew went to. In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking. Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her 'How could God let something like this happen?' (regarding Hurricane Katrina).  Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response.  She said, 'I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives.  And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out  How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of recent events... terrorists attack, school shootings, etc.  I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found a few years ago) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK.  Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school.  The Bible says thou shalt not kill; thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself.  And we said OK.Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave, because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem.  We said an expert should know what he's talking about.  And we said okay.Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out.  I think it has a great deal to do with 'WE REAP WHAT WE SOW.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.  Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.  Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.  Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace. Are you laughing yet? Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it. Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us. Pass it on if you think it has merit.  If not, then just discard it... no one will know you did.  But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best Regards,  Honestly and respectfully, Ben Stein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-1621815958378395409?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/1621815958378395409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=1621815958378395409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1621815958378395409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1621815958378395409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/12/straight-up-from-ben-stein.html' title='STRAIGHT UP FROM BEN STEIN!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-5281132207392739547</id><published>2009-10-10T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:49:16.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEN THINGS I AM GRATEFUL FOR RIGHT NOW THIS VERY MOMENT</title><content type='html'>I decided I better put some things down that I was grateful for being as when winter like weather shows up I tend to really be a Negative Nelly. Here is my sad attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am grateful for baseball playoffs and the Yankees, without which October would be lumped in the worst months category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am grateful for soda without which I would not make it through most days or meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am grateful for my family because they love me no matter how grumpy I get, they are so polite and just tell me not to come around till I cheer up, so I will be very excited to see them all in April:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am grateful for my roommates, who let me live with them and tease them relentlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am grateful for Ashley when she flips the breaker with her heater, because she reminds me what it would be like to not have power and how to be prepared if the lights suddenly went out while I might be doing things that could be dangerous. like shaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am grateful for Kacee and all her many cooking adventures, she really knows how to make new recipes, my dad was very grateful he didn't have to buy salt lick for his cows this year he just used some loaves of Kacee's bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am grateful for Cassie and how she holds leverage over my head so she can stay in the COT, this teaches me that I should not kick people out on the spur of the moment and that I should consider what they can do for me first. well played cleave well played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am grateful for my other friends who day after day wake up and decide they still want to be friends with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I am grateful for the guys who park their 4-wheeler and motorcycle, and truck which is a trash can on wheels right in front of our house so I have to park down if front of someone elses house, this teaches me to be forgiving, and work on my anger by not pushing his bike over or letting the air out of the tires, and I get a little excercise, I guess we both win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am grateful for floor burns on my elbow so that every time I put my arm down and wince in pain I can remember that I am 27 not 16, the next time I decide that I want to throw my body across the gym floor in an attempt to save a ball when we are losing by ten anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the list for the Month or even the week, its basically for the moment I was writing this, it could change tomorrow I will keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-5281132207392739547?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/5281132207392739547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=5281132207392739547&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5281132207392739547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5281132207392739547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/10/ten-things-i-am-grateful-for-right-now.html' title='TEN THINGS I AM GRATEFUL FOR RIGHT NOW THIS VERY MOMENT'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-3539459328619915349</id><published>2009-10-07T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:27:30.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats new? o wait nothing</title><content type='html'>I think they are about to shut down my blog because it has been non active for so long! j/k, a lot of it due to the fact that nothing new ever happens, I don't have a computer at home, and I usually just put most of it on facebook. Anyway I will try and get better at updating what is going on, mostly I work and then work some more so nothing to exciting to report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-3539459328619915349?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/3539459328619915349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=3539459328619915349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/3539459328619915349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/3539459328619915349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-new-o-wait-nothing.html' title='Whats new? o wait nothing'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-6438291287668528368</id><published>2009-07-31T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:41:50.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING MY NEPHEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHAWN MACINTOSH DEC 20TH 1994- JULY 28TH 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKq0fcCS1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/hHTflTcw0w4/s1600-h/4456_1007947017629_1793559664_12031_8103525_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537924920691538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKq0fcCS1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/hHTflTcw0w4/s400/4456_1007947017629_1793559664_12031_8103525_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why did he have to go So young we just don't know why Things happen half the time Without reason without rhyme Lovely, sweet young man, Son, Grandson, Brother, Nephew, Cousin, Makes no sense to me we just have to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees And he walks with Jesus and his loved ones waiting And we know he's smiling saying Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved ones he left behind Just trying to survive And understand the why, Feeling so lost inside Anger shot straight at God Then asking for His love, Empty with disbelief Just hoping that maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees And he walks with Jesus and his loved ones waiting And we know he's smiling saying Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say goodbye His picture in our minds They'll always be of times will cherish And we won't cry 'cause he flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees And he walks with jesus and his loved ones waiting And we know he's smiling saying Don't worry 'bout meDon't worry 'bout meDon't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKq0JekqLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rKXo3oUyd-g/s1600-h/4890_105668992736_638207736_2122714_1021051_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537919025752242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKq0JekqLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rKXo3oUyd-g/s400/4890_105668992736_638207736_2122714_1021051_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shawn helping out at the cow herd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKqzsbxryI/AAAAAAAAAb4/sf6nTVxjSBo/s1600-h/4890_105669487736_638207736_2122719_479929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537911229394722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKqzsbxryI/AAAAAAAAAb4/sf6nTVxjSBo/s400/4890_105669487736_638207736_2122719_479929_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried to get a picture of him and Ron and I had them both smiling until Ron had to turn at the last minute to hold on to the cow he was holding the rope to, its still a great picture though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKqzcz42DI/AAAAAAAAAbw/WywM97hyxLM/s1600-h/4890_105669962736_638207736_2122731_4146445_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364537907035559986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKqzcz42DI/AAAAAAAAAbw/WywM97hyxLM/s400/4890_105669962736_638207736_2122731_4146445_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shawn getting ready to ride the cow, he was off to quick for me to get a shot of him on it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1279051117612498809-6438291287668528368?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/6438291287668528368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=6438291287668528368&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/6438291287668528368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/6438291287668528368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/07/missing-my-nephew.html' title='MISSING MY NEPHEW'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SnKq0fcCS1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/hHTflTcw0w4/s72-c/4456_1007947017629_1793559664_12031_8103525_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4513353362095083551</id><published>2009-07-15T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:10:27.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LORD OF THE DANCE</title><content type='html'>So I have loved Michael Flatley's Lord of the Dance for as long as I can remember, so when I heard it was in Vegas I had to go. Kacee and I went down last Friday to Planet Hollywood and we had 14th row seats. Well a couple minutes after is started they asked us if we wanted to move down closer because some people did not show up, that's right we scored 2nd row seats right in the middle!! it was just how I dreamed it would be. They are amazing, their legs really do fly about as if independent from their bodies. I want to go again.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/Sl6ZFPGuShI/AAAAAAAAAbo/p_GOPCJzT9Q/s1600-h/lord_dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358888921850595858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/Sl6ZFPGuShI/AAAAAAAAAbo/p_GOPCJzT9Q/s320/lord_dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4513353362095083551?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4513353362095083551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4513353362095083551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4513353362095083551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4513353362095083551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/07/lord-of-dance.html' title='LORD OF THE DANCE'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/Sl6ZFPGuShI/AAAAAAAAAbo/p_GOPCJzT9Q/s72-c/lord_dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-5957716141019006668</id><published>2009-06-14T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T13:05:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE COW HERD!</title><content type='html'>Well we had our yearly cow herd where all the family comes home and we mark the calves so we know they are ours. We had a lot of people there. We had Steph &amp;amp; Clint and their 5 kids, Derrick &amp;amp; Ashlie and their 6 kids (Shay was up north), Kyla &amp;amp; Ron and their 6 kids, Dallas and 2 of his kids as Emilee did not make the trip due to recovering from having their baby and Westyn stayed home to help her. Then their was ME, and my mom and dad. So we had quit a crew. Also we had a bunch of Chynoweth cousins that came to help. It was a lot of fun and we love to do it every year. I took a lot of pictures because I was the only one with a camera. I guess when your a mom and you have 3 or 4 kids you start to forget little things like cameras :) way to many other things to worry about.  I only put a couple of pictures on here but I put about 80 on facebook if you wanna check those out. If you have a weak stomach you might want to stay away from a few of them:) poor Ashlie (Derricks Fiance at the time, wife now:)) is still recovering from what she saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are in not particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVTiZfcbpI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Nmq0F2U1PHo/s1600-h/1000182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271982995762834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVTiZfcbpI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Nmq0F2U1PHo/s320/1000182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone just resting after we got them where we were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVTh3_MZzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/e4pt7HPl9G0/s1600-h/1000172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271974002124594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVTh3_MZzI/AAAAAAAAAbY/e4pt7HPl9G0/s320/1000172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is on my dad's property in Horse Valley, there is a little indent in the side of this sand stone Mt, and he wants us all to eventually carve our names in there, of course I was the first one to start being as I am the most important and loved child:) I just need to add my last name and then make it deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVThmEHbgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qRg0Ukd37g0/s1600-h/1000133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271969190931970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVThmEHbgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/qRg0Ukd37g0/s320/1000133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Landyn just hanging out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS6c8VFfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kFkVyEqsfPU/s1600-h/1000160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271296727455218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS6c8VFfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kFkVyEqsfPU/s320/1000160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Trey, Clint, and Dallas. Derrick is on the other side. Everyone else was either walking, riding the 4-wheelers or riding in the trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS6CNF9FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7xvOM1dNUIs/s1600-h/1000139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271289550009426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS6CNF9FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7xvOM1dNUIs/s320/1000139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We not only herded the cows but we had to herd all the kids as well, so we just loaded them all in the back of the truck so we could move them from place to place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS53-ErwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/m-FVoVxHy0M/s1600-h/1000099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271286802657026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS53-ErwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/m-FVoVxHy0M/s320/1000099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is dad and Shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS5mf006I/AAAAAAAAAaw/VGni-uIGFVk/s1600-h/1000078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271282112385954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS5mf006I/AAAAAAAAAaw/VGni-uIGFVk/s320/1000078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my dad about ready to cut out some rocky mt oysters. Shawn wanted to make sure we got this documented. Thanks Shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS5GYuKKI/AAAAAAAAAao/SwMILXMvjQc/s1600-h/1000070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271273492654242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVS5GYuKKI/AAAAAAAAAao/SwMILXMvjQc/s320/1000070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me and my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/1279051117612498809-5957716141019006668?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/5957716141019006668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=5957716141019006668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5957716141019006668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5957716141019006668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-cow-herd.html' title='WHAT THE COW HERD!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SjVTiZfcbpI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Nmq0F2U1PHo/s72-c/1000182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4273228666380424777</id><published>2009-05-21T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:48:42.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEES GAME MAY16TH 2009</title><content type='html'>Well I decided to go to SLC and visit some friends and watch a Bees game. It was a lot of fun and even though it was minor league it was good. The Bees are the Angels farm system so a few players have been up playing the Majors and back down. I have a picture of one down lower.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDmFznQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/l_MUh9fzNPo/s1600-h/DSCF1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338534734407638274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDmFznQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/l_MUh9fzNPo/s320/DSCF1550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDqtVcJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/httK0SOzSMc/s1600-h/DSCF1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338534735647174802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDqtVcJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/httK0SOzSMc/s320/DSCF1549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Melinda getting ready to go in. My friends Selina and Brianne also came with their husbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDau79vI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6QAu6eJhvd0/s1600-h/DSCF1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338534731358926578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDau79vI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6QAu6eJhvd0/s320/DSCF1551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDOC2qYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8dxxnknRhzU/s1600-h/DSCF1556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338534727952804226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDOC2qYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/8dxxnknRhzU/s320/DSCF1556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJC9yZgqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/M2WDpe_kb1U/s1600-h/DSCF1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338534723588817570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJC9yZgqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/M2WDpe_kb1U/s320/DSCF1571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Freddy Sandoval made is Major League debut against the New York Yankees on September 8Th, 2008 at Angel Stadium in Anaheim California. I was going to get his autograph but I didn't have anything for him to sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4273228666380424777?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4273228666380424777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4273228666380424777&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4273228666380424777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4273228666380424777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/05/bees-game-may16th-2009.html' title='BEES GAME MAY16TH 2009'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/ShZJDmFznQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/l_MUh9fzNPo/s72-c/DSCF1550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4764522496675595368</id><published>2009-05-06T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:39:45.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVING</title><content type='html'>Well I am moving again. I think this will be about my 11th or 12th time moving since I moved to Cedar, But my Bro is getting married and I am glad but I do hate to move. So I will try to post some pics of my new place I am sure it will be awesome, probably the bathroom at the park because that is about all I can afford these days:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4764522496675595368?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4764522496675595368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4764522496675595368&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4764522496675595368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4764522496675595368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving.html' title='MOVING'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-7413118388591417201</id><published>2009-04-13T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:42:06.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>Well this year for Easter we were told to be expecting a special guest at 6:30 Sharp on Sat! so we all waited and pretty soon a car pulled up and stopped on the white tarps that were set up and when it pulled away.............It left behind these 3 showgirls who did a lovely show to "super trooper" from Mama Mia. It was pretty funny, Then they held a photo shoot afterwards and then disappeared as mysteriously as they showed up. We got it on video if anyone wants to see it, I think we will be posting it on youtube soon.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOunXF1YwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0J4v_Wlq16c/s1600-h/Easter+2009+451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324291175718675202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOunXF1YwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0J4v_Wlq16c/s320/Easter+2009+451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOunFfiqPI/AAAAAAAAAYg/vqq1lOCUiq0/s1600-h/Easter+2009+453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324291170994661618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOunFfiqPI/AAAAAAAAAYg/vqq1lOCUiq0/s320/Easter+2009+453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOumzADSRI/AAAAAAAAAYY/rHbY01P280U/s1600-h/Easter+2009+455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324291166030743826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOumzADSRI/AAAAAAAAAYY/rHbY01P280U/s320/Easter+2009+455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOumjotQhI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/LGE2-6XPKmQ/s1600-h/Easter+2009+456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324291161906299410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOumjotQhI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/LGE2-6XPKmQ/s320/Easter+2009+456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOumRBZ9JI/AAAAAAAAAYI/dK9TrJdZ2kw/s1600-h/Easter+2009+465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324291156909618322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOumRBZ9JI/AAAAAAAAAYI/dK9TrJdZ2kw/s320/Easter+2009+465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Aunt Renon, My Mom, and Aunt Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-7413118388591417201?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/7413118388591417201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=7413118388591417201&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7413118388591417201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7413118388591417201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SeOunXF1YwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0J4v_Wlq16c/s72-c/Easter+2009+451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-60221588826812024</id><published>2009-04-06T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:27:52.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A CHILDHOOD MEMORY REVISITED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/Sdo5wlsz1SI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5jOYxooIkzI/s1600-h/Street+Sightings+JFK+Jr+Rollerblades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/Sdo5wlsz1SI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5jOYxooIkzI/s320/Street+Sightings+JFK+Jr+Rollerblades.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321629416608224546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a friend convinced me the other day that I needed to purchase some Rollerblades with her and we could take it up again in our spare time. Well I gave in and decided to do it. Lets just say I am not as good as I used to be. I used to be so good on those things I was out of control. This time I could barely stand up. I don't know how I used to ever cruise around on those things. I did get some pictures from our first outing but a few of them ended up with me on my face. I'll post those later. Which is more than I can say for some people who made fun of me for falling but were to afraid to try the spin move so they stayed safely in the vertical position(KACEE). Anyway I guess we will test these out from time to time and get some practice in. I will probably be passing them on to my nieces and nephews soon though. However if they land me a HOTTIE like this then maybe I will keep them!!! o and just for the record I did get the spin move down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-60221588826812024?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/60221588826812024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=60221588826812024&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/60221588826812024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/60221588826812024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/04/childhood-memory-revisited.html' title='A CHILDHOOD MEMORY REVISITED'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/Sdo5wlsz1SI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5jOYxooIkzI/s72-c/Street+Sightings+JFK+Jr+Rollerblades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-1530314971699356441</id><published>2009-03-10T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:33:35.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIG.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SbcuUKiGvsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/D4LuhFIbz1Y/s1600-h/ThankYouLanguage-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311765209466453698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SbcuUKiGvsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/D4LuhFIbz1Y/s320/ThankYouLanguage-main_Full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say thanks to everyone for their comments on my last post. I had a little vent session. I do try to keep in mind that people just care and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why they ask. So again thanks and I will keep an open mind when that question comes along which it has been increasing in the last weeks due to one of my best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; getting married next weekend!! can't wait for the wedding reception where unmarried people are targets for those people who just want to know "what you have been up to and why you are not married,but all your friends are?" and I am sure I will get it about 527 times:) I will remain calm and simply answer "I just haven't found someone that can put up with me yet" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which really means I just haven't found someone good enough yet, but people think I am a high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; broad when I say that) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so I will keep it simple to avoid a longer discussion:) so excited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-1530314971699356441?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/1530314971699356441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=1530314971699356441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1530314971699356441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1530314971699356441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/03/big.html' title='A BIG.......'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SbcuUKiGvsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/D4LuhFIbz1Y/s72-c/ThankYouLanguage-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8276546106974226989</id><published>2009-02-16T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:54:14.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to address a few questions that I frequently get asked and I think my friend Kyle says it best, so below is the answers to some questions so people can stop wondering or asking:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SZnJoU29iuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EPBBo_u6JWQ/s1600-h/frequentlyaskedq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303491730836654818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SZnJoU29iuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EPBBo_u6JWQ/s320/frequentlyaskedq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You have now been warned and this is your last chance to stop reading if you don’t want an ear full. Okay I tried to warn you…..Okay people. This has been on my mind a lot and thanks to a few of my fellow co-workers it has got me a little wound up. First off let me address the married people that got married right out of high school. I am so happy that you found your “true love” in high school and may your life be nothing short of a fairy tale. BUT that is not how it happens for everyone. I know you are just trying to be nice, but there is never a time to ask someone, “why aren't you married?” NEVER! To me, that is like asking someone, Why are you so fat? Yeah there is probably a reason, but it still doesn't make it right.&lt;br /&gt;This hasn't really bugged me until the last couple of months. I get the question, “why aren't you married?” at least once a week and that's just by one co- worker. After hearing this over and over, I finally just said I rather find the right one the first time, then the wrong one and get divorced! That got her silent for a few minutes as this hit a little too close to home. Plus I have seen too many people get married too young and feel like they missed out on too much and result in acting like a teenager in their forties. You know the people I am talking about. The ones that want to hang out with the daughter and all of her friends. The mom that wears the tube top and daisy dukes, that shouldn't’t EVER wear one or own one for that matter. Let’s just say if it takes two tube tops to go around you, maybe a tube top is not your best option. Or if you have to cut Levis into daisy dukes, because you just can’t find your size. You shouldn't wear them…EVER!&lt;br /&gt;I just get sick of everyone worried about me not being married.&lt;strong&gt;WHY DO YOU CARE?!&lt;/strong&gt; I know you just &lt;strong&gt;“want me to be Happy,”&lt;/strong&gt; but if that is true then send me on vacation or better yet, bother someone else with your dumb questions, that is what would make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Now for the reasons I am fat. I eat too much, I eat late at night. I eat right before I go to bed. I love candy. I don’t exercise enough. I eat past the full feeling and to the point of getting sick. I eat because I can. I eat because I am worth it. I eat when I am sad. I eat when I am mad. I eat when i'm, happy. I eat to celebrate. I eat when I am stressed. I eat greasy food. I love cheese. I love bacon. I think everything taste better with cheese or bacon. I want to eat just writing about food. Well I gotta go, I am getting hungry. As always have a good week! Until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-8276546106974226989?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8276546106974226989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8276546106974226989&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8276546106974226989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8276546106974226989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/02/frequently-asked-questions.html' title='FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SZnJoU29iuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EPBBo_u6JWQ/s72-c/frequentlyaskedq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-1197823808563810278</id><published>2009-01-26T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:12:43.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just me and my mom before we headed out to do some shopping&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SX40ns9W6II/AAAAAAAAAW4/vQeBLoyfAV4/s1600-h/sheena%27s+pics+of+fun+443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295728068522338434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SX40ns9W6II/AAAAAAAAAW4/vQeBLoyfAV4/s320/sheena%27s+pics+of+fun+443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my friend Theresa that came to visit form Nebraska, She was here for a few days and it was a lot of fun. She should really move back here. She loves it here. She is always saying how she likes being here cause everyone looks so different and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loves girls with "Utah hair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SX40nCo1IHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2rmII1SzRpg/s1600-h/sheena%27s+pics+of+fun+441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295728057161949298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SX40nCo1IHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2rmII1SzRpg/s320/sheena%27s+pics+of+fun+441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-1197823808563810278?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/1197823808563810278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=1197823808563810278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1197823808563810278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1197823808563810278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-happenings.html' title='Random happenings'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SX40ns9W6II/AAAAAAAAAW4/vQeBLoyfAV4/s72-c/sheena%27s+pics+of+fun+443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8451764235356176299</id><published>2009-01-14T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:37:27.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My newest niece</title><content type='html'>I decided since I had nothing going on I would share a picture of my new niece. She is wicked cute.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SW4-ppWZ6YI/AAAAAAAAAV0/16L7-U4yGvA/s1600-h/myleeannouncement3_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291235497402296706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SW4-ppWZ6YI/AAAAAAAAAV0/16L7-U4yGvA/s320/myleeannouncement3_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-8451764235356176299?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8451764235356176299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8451764235356176299&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8451764235356176299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8451764235356176299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-newest-niece.html' title='My newest niece'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SW4-ppWZ6YI/AAAAAAAAAV0/16L7-U4yGvA/s72-c/myleeannouncement3_edited-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-7399585016119335759</id><published>2008-12-11T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:10:10.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS PARTY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well if you know me very well you know I like to have a little fun, so for our work Christmas party I decided to go all out with my out fit! the sad thing is I could not find a crazy Christmas vest like I had last year and when we asked the little old ladies at walmart if they had any they said with a concerned look on their face "you know we have not seen any of those this year!" we about died laughing. But don't be alarmed walmart did not disappoint. I found a shirt! Then we headed off to the Christmas jewelry! no disappointments there either:) Then it was off to the dollar store to find a hat. I was able to find a Santa hat and some antlers, I decided to go with the antlers, they pretty much completed the outfit. So needless to say it was perfect. Some people knew I was totally joking and the sad part is some people actually complemented me and were serious:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So basically I rolled in, allowed them to ENVY me, grabbed a handful of popcorn shrimp, grabbed my white elephant gift which turned out to be a size 10 pair of yellow and green sponge bob underwear(those pictures will come later) and blew outta there! success(check mark)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwSbnqPbI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LJBAbfV0K-g/s1600-h/Picture+004+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278623700208991666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwSbnqPbI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LJBAbfV0K-g/s320/Picture+004+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My awesome antlers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwSP5KPhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mtZhr7hY1tI/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278623697061166610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwSP5KPhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mtZhr7hY1tI/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwR6d1OQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bHAHbo8OL5k/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278623691309398274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwR6d1OQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bHAHbo8OL5k/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My shirt! and the nose totally blinked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwRWqzfxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vnmfaj7LJ-Y/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278623681700134674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwRWqzfxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vnmfaj7LJ-Y/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cat pin, and my jingle bell Santa hat necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwRA7opDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/54B-F34Ek-c/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278623675865146418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwRA7opDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/54B-F34Ek-c/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my jingle bell Christmas earrings&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-7399585016119335759?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/7399585016119335759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=7399585016119335759&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7399585016119335759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7399585016119335759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party.html' title='CHRISTMAS PARTY!!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SUFwSbnqPbI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LJBAbfV0K-g/s72-c/Picture+004+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4389884776345647990</id><published>2008-12-02T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:18:45.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTHING NEW</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have nothing new going on in my life. I just work and that's about it, Sorry I know I'm super boring. I was talking with my friend Derrik this last weekend and we were saying how we hate it when people ask us whats new? Cause we have nothing to tell them. I basically got a second job so I would have something to say:( sad I know. So since I have no big exciting news unlike my friend Melinda (wink wink) I guess I'll go with some lame stuff. I decided to learn sign language, so my friend is teaching me, I borrowed a DVD from my brother-in-law of how to teach myself to play the guitar, I got to see all my old friends on Sunday so that was awesome, and the last lame thing I did...... you know when you are trying to say something and your mouth is moving faster than your brain, and then something comes out backwards or messed up. Well my friend took my phone away from me the other night when I was texting someone and I yelled to him "hey! I was the important of a middle conversation!" we all stopped and then cracked up laughing. Wow I was like, "who thinks I'm awesome right now? let me try that again. I was in the middle of an important conversation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all I have for now. I encourage any stories anyone would like to share with me about some crazy funny things they might have said. Until something else exciting happens.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4389884776345647990?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4389884776345647990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4389884776345647990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4389884776345647990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4389884776345647990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/12/nothing-new.html' title='NOTHING NEW'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4324461111794297034</id><published>2008-11-14T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:35:20.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES! I AM STILL ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SR4UnQ6JcsI/AAAAAAAAAUY/w4HRSo5jaos/s1600-h/stressed_person_on_the_run.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268671278856368834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SR4UnQ6JcsI/AAAAAAAAAUY/w4HRSo5jaos/s320/stressed_person_on_the_run.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, everyone I am still around. I guess that's how you find out that people really care and start to wonder if you are still around, just don't post anything on your blog for a couple weeks and people start asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been super busy this last little while so I have kind of dropped out of site. I work two jobs these days, I still work at the Residential Treatment Center for girls and I also work at the Crisis Center. I have been running back and forth between those jobs and it keeps me pretty busy, plus my laptop decided it had enough and quit working in addition to the Internet not working all last week at the treatment center. This is pretty much why I have not posted anything. Plus I really didn't have anything to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have been at a 40 hour training to become an Advocate for victims of Rape or Sexual Assault for the Crisis Center. I am really excited about this and think it will be something I will enjoy doing. I am also going to start volunteering for the SUMCT which is the Southern Utah Mobile Crisis Team. They pretty much get dispatched when the police get a call and we go on site for Domestic Violence, Child Abuse, Rape, Homicide, Suicide calls, and anything else they might need us for. Our job is to be and advocate for the victims. We are there to support them and help them with their needs while the Police department handles the other stuff. I will also be responding to hospital calls for victims of Rape or Sexual Assault to help them through the process, provide resources, answer questions, and anything else they need. I am volunteering so I can get experience and then hopefully I will be able to get a job when the funds are available. I am also looking into doing a few ride alongs with the Police Department. I am really excited and think this will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try not to be absent so long from blogging, and try and do something exciting and fun so I can post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O and PS I finally watched the office and it is like my new favorite show.{THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!! :) }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4324461111794297034?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4324461111794297034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4324461111794297034&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4324461111794297034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4324461111794297034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-i-am-still-alive.html' title='YES! I AM STILL ALIVE!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SR4UnQ6JcsI/AAAAAAAAAUY/w4HRSo5jaos/s72-c/stressed_person_on_the_run.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8746625712440791678</id><published>2008-10-27T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:24:32.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHEEP PARADE!!!</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pics for your enjoyment. I forgot my camera so these few just came from the cell phone.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SQXqTApPesI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kleVWhXsN68/s1600-h/1025081047%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261869351963687618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SQXqTApPesI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kleVWhXsN68/s320/1025081047%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SQXqS-UI10I/AAAAAAAAAUI/kI_WispW-xA/s1600-h/1025081046a%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261869351338301250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SQXqS-UI10I/AAAAAAAAAUI/kI_WispW-xA/s320/1025081046a%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SQXqSplSe1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/IZ4bmbN3AgU/s1600-h/1025081046%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261869345773091666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SQXqSplSe1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/IZ4bmbN3AgU/s320/1025081046%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess every year Cedar has what they call a sheep parade. I have never been and probably would not have ever gone except I have decided that I probably miss out on a lot of things in life because I think they are stupid. So for the next little while anything that I think is stupid I am going to try. Well........&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sad part is I went to the sheep parade and actually liked it. It was pretty entertaining and provided a lot of laughs. They not only paraded a 1,000 sheep down main street but also a very nice and long line of several different makes and models of tractors from small to big and some other random farm equipment(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mostly I think that people just got in there farm equipment and showed up at the parade so they could be in it).&lt;/span&gt; I swear every sheep wagon in Cedar City and the surrounding areas, the diesels that haul the sheep, and.... ...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you guessed it- a&lt;/span&gt; bag pipe playing marching band. The parade was topped of with, no not candy! they actually threw out sheep wool(hahaha). It was pretty great experience. I guess this new experiment is paying off. I never thought I would attend a sheep parade let alone enjoy it. AWWW small towns:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few of the other events I was sad/glad I missed out on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Tractor pull&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sheep dog event&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Dutch oven mutton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cowboy poetry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/1279051117612498809-8746625712440791678?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8746625712440791678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8746625712440791678&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8746625712440791678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8746625712440791678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/10/sheep-parade.html' title='SHEEP PARADE!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SQXqTApPesI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kleVWhXsN68/s72-c/1025081047%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-781765501631737367</id><published>2008-10-20T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:57:45.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE DO YOU DRAW THE LINE?</title><content type='html'>Ok so on my way to work this morning at 5:40AM, I am trying to hurry so I won't be late. I take the back road where it is all dark, run down and basically pretty ghettto! I see a car coming toward me and it is flashing it's lights. Without even really thinking I started to stop. Then all the sudden the voice of reason came into my mind, yelling what are you doing? it's dark, there is no one around, and you are stopping for a car and have no idea who it is or what they want! I was already stopped at this point the the person was rolling down there very dark tinted window! (yikes!!!) I was freaking out at this point thinking, well I've finally done it! this is how I'm going to die! but I just sat there and didn't speed of like my human instinct was telling me to. Luckily it was a lady who was lost looking for the airport! whoosh. I tried to give her directions but she said she had been lost for awhile. I was already going to be late for work and knew she probably would not find it. She said "I beg of you"(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sad, that totally suckered me in&lt;/span&gt;) So I led her there!(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;totally making me late for work being as my gas light was on and i had to stop and get gas too&lt;/span&gt;) she stopped me again and said "what do I owe you?" of course I said nothing. She said "o thank you, you are an angel" well that gave me the warm fuzzes:) I drove off feeling good and glad I stopped! But really that was a risky thing that I did. SO MY QUESTION, WHERE DO YOU DRAW THE LINE OF BEING A KIND HELPING CITIZEN OF SOMEONE IN NEED OR A CITIZEN THAT HAS THE "EVERYMAN FOR THEMSELVES" ATTITUDE? ANYONE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-781765501631737367?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/781765501631737367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=781765501631737367&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/781765501631737367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/781765501631737367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-do-you-draw-line.html' title='WHERE DO YOU DRAW THE LINE?'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8485535616062270852</id><published>2008-10-13T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:14:22.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAMPIONS!!!</title><content type='html'>Well we won the championship last Thursday night. We played at 6:30 and beat that team by 15 runs then we didn't play again until 9:30 for the Championship. We ended up playing the same team that we played at 6:30 but they had played us then another team so they were still warmed up and had a lot of batting practice in. They got a lot of runs on us and were ahead of us by 7 runs with time running out. Somehow we managed to put up 9 runs in our last at bat with all the time gone. They had last bats and we were only ahead by two. We got an easy out then a few people got on base. One run scored on a sacrifice fly, so we had two outs and were only ahead by one. luckily the last out came quick with no one on base. We won by one! we got another trophy and T-Shirts.  Sorry the pic is blurry its from my phone so its not a great picture.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SPN_mllOshI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QTGMp8ueu98/s1600-h/New+Image2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256685490971521554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SPN_mllOshI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QTGMp8ueu98/s320/New+Image2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-8485535616062270852?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8485535616062270852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8485535616062270852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8485535616062270852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8485535616062270852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/10/champions.html' title='CHAMPIONS!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SPN_mllOshI/AAAAAAAAAT4/QTGMp8ueu98/s72-c/New+Image2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4873560172423017691</id><published>2008-10-07T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:10:36.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A CHALLENGE</title><content type='html'>Ok so I don't know if any of you have ever had the pleasure of driving northbound on I-15 comfortably cruising at a speed of 76mph between Beaver and Fillmore at 6:53 in the morning in a mini van, but if you have not your missing out! just as I was sitting in the back soaking in all the luckiness that had recently come upon me, my boss hits the breaks which immediately pulls me back to reality and totally freaks myself and another fellow employee out. She says "is that an animal?" as we frantically search back and forth and scan the area we see nothing! and could not figure out what she was talking about.  She points into oncoming traffic and we all realized what she was looking at. The top of a semi coming up and over a hill! BAHAHA I was like "what you mean that big 18 wheel semi truck?" Seriously we laughed forever, I was a little scared for my life after that I'm not gonna lie. But in her defense and to validate her feelings, I posted some pictures so everyone could see how interchangeable these two things really are and how easily she could have mistaken one for the other(common mistake I'm sure). Good times. If any0ne is board or got a little extra time on their hands I highly recommend this experience. It creates laughs all day and I'm sure many in the future. I challenge all of you to try it and see if the same experience will happen. In honor of my lovely, outgoing, hard working, extremely organized and amazing boss. POP OFF!! Thanks for the laughs all day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOwEf8Byv2I/AAAAAAAAATY/0-YcuARLXc0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254579811970629474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOwEf8Byv2I/AAAAAAAAATY/0-YcuARLXc0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOwEf0R5fZI/AAAAAAAAATg/upO5TmNAvRo/s1600-h/images11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254579809890696594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOwEf0R5fZI/AAAAAAAAATg/upO5TmNAvRo/s320/images11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4873560172423017691?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4873560172423017691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4873560172423017691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4873560172423017691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4873560172423017691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/10/challenge.html' title='A CHALLENGE'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOwEf8Byv2I/AAAAAAAAATY/0-YcuARLXc0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-3399009614926574004</id><published>2008-10-06T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:58:17.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A FUNNY OBSERVATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The popper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOomPVH_V9I/AAAAAAAAATI/0xOwbQ7orbQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254053960091654098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOomPVH_V9I/AAAAAAAAATI/0xOwbQ7orbQ/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Dart gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOomPun8OKI/AAAAAAAAATQ/8N1VlbhXz70/s1600-h/images2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254053966936553634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOomPun8OKI/AAAAAAAAATQ/8N1VlbhXz70/s320/images2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well I don't have kids but I have pretty much been around them my whole life being the youngest of 6 kids and having 21 nieces and nephews. I know that parents mean well when they go to the store and want to find the perfect toy that they think their child will love and have so much fun with, or the child picks it out and wants it so bad and cries until the parent gives in and buys it. The funny part about this, is that parents don't really consider or think about what exactly they are buying sometimes. I know a lot of you parents can relate, you know they toys that make the same annoying sound over and over or the little popper thing they push around that has the balls that pop when they hit the thing in the middle(that toy makes me what to get a sledge hammer and go to town) so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure by now you all have a vision in your head of the toys that annoy you to death. What then usually occurs is the kids are having a great time but the parents are about to pull their hair out and then start to get mad and the kids for playing with the toys. A perfect example of this, this last weekend I went home to visit my mom and she was babysitting the kids she had bought them these toy guns that shoot little dart things(at an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unusually&lt;/span&gt; powerful force that should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reevaluated&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; gun! I would know I got hit by several) anyway, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;proceeded&lt;/span&gt; to run all over the house and shoot them at each other and at targets, well after a couple of hours my mom was trying to get them to "put the guns away and watch a movie" ha ha yea right they are little boys with toy guns that actually shoot things. She looked like she was about to lose it and start pulling her hair out and I started laughing and said "you can't buy them toys like that and then get mad at them when they play with them", we had a really good laugh after that about it . I have witnessed this several times and just think it is so funny. I personally blame the people who make the toys for not considering this to begin with, but since they don't, next time we want to put a smile on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; face with the perfect toy I recommend really doing some research on they toy and how it is going to affect us 4 hours after we buy it. Just for everyone sake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Please feel free to comment and tell me the toys that annoy you I would really like to make a list so that I never buy them for my children and then have to hear them cry when I take them away and smash them with a hammer into tiny pieces:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-3399009614926574004?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/3399009614926574004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=3399009614926574004&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/3399009614926574004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/3399009614926574004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-observation.html' title='A FUNNY OBSERVATION'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SOomPVH_V9I/AAAAAAAAATI/0xOwbQ7orbQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-7771595084948946042</id><published>2008-09-26T00:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:04:50.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GETTING IT DONE SINCE THE YANKEES CANT!!!</title><content type='html'>Well since the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yankees&lt;/span&gt; cant make the playoffs, it's a good thing that my team can. I'm not the best one on the team in fact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; probably closer to the worst one, but I get my good hits in every now and then so I feel like I contributed. This is me with our trophy. Last week we clinched the co-rec softball division and headed first place into the tournament. We won out first game tonight and avenged our only loss by like 15 runs! With the win we head right into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;championship&lt;/span&gt; night. Cross your fingers!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNyVnkbtN1I/AAAAAAAAASw/PJkLUnUNL8c/s1600-h/0925082128b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250235772634478418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNyVnkbtN1I/AAAAAAAAASw/PJkLUnUNL8c/s320/0925082128b%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-7771595084948946042?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/7771595084948946042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=7771595084948946042&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7771595084948946042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7771595084948946042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/09/getting-it-done-since-yankees-cant.html' title='GETTING IT DONE SINCE THE YANKEES CANT!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNyVnkbtN1I/AAAAAAAAASw/PJkLUnUNL8c/s72-c/0925082128b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-9144399860316410710</id><published>2008-09-22T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:02:19.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STAGE ONE: SHOCK AND DENIAL</title><content type='html'>Seriously this morning was pretty rough I can't believe its over! I know i'm probably over reacting but it's just sad. All the history and all the memories. The house that Ruth built is no more. I'm sure there will be many more memories and a lot more history made in the new one but it's hard to let go, I HATE CHANGE. I'm glad I had the oppertunity to visit there twice and sit in the Yankee dugout and visit the club house. Thanks Mo and the rest of the great Yankees for the memories!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNeyNym-joI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yTTi0EH1nMc/s1600-h/286325b124343beca81bd935444ca9fe-getty-80322904jm029_baltimore_ori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248859840716902018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNeyNym-joI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yTTi0EH1nMc/s400/286325b124343beca81bd935444ca9fe-getty-80322904jm029_baltimore_ori.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNeyOHlKLNI/AAAAAAAAASY/VDvl-cmJk7Q/s1600-h/hdr_yankeestadium_581x238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248859846346419410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNeyOHlKLNI/AAAAAAAAASY/VDvl-cmJk7Q/s400/hdr_yankeestadium_581x238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNeyOjqTbyI/AAAAAAAAASg/9doew8XFqAA/s1600-h/QlbwxPVj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248859853884190498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNeyOjqTbyI/AAAAAAAAASg/9doew8XFqAA/s400/QlbwxPVj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-9144399860316410710?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/9144399860316410710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=9144399860316410710&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/9144399860316410710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/9144399860316410710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/09/stage-one-shock-and-denial.html' title='STAGE ONE: SHOCK AND DENIAL'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNeyNym-joI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yTTi0EH1nMc/s72-c/286325b124343beca81bd935444ca9fe-getty-80322904jm029_baltimore_ori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-44994423736462710</id><published>2008-09-21T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:56:11.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SEVEN STAGES OF GRIEF HAVE BEGUN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well for all you baseball fans you know what I mean. Tonight was the last game ever played in Yankee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stadium&lt;/span&gt;:( In the last game Andy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pettitte&lt;/span&gt; got the win, Jose Molina hit the last homer and Mariano Rivera finished the Yankees' 7-3 win over the Orioles. Let's just say there were some tears. I put a few pictures for some memories. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdKt2cGI/AAAAAAAAARw/qVQXQO_qfaI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248717168374607970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdKt2cGI/AAAAAAAAARw/qVQXQO_qfaI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdGXHgPI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HL9WVUSQhOE/s1600-h/CAP8X4OICASCCUCPCAIONHQ0CAPINCBNCA2WDORMCAWL7A4ECAXHYH5PCAIXQX4VCAPQN2VECAT1RMP3CAIS87QCCABYBUKZCABFT2XTCAII1XDQCAYGES63CAUK7ZA2CA4ZX74HCAW0PP3WCAILET6V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248717167205515506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdGXHgPI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HL9WVUSQhOE/s320/CAP8X4OICASCCUCPCAIONHQ0CAPINCBNCA2WDORMCAWL7A4ECAXHYH5PCAIXQX4VCAPQN2VECAT1RMP3CAIS87QCCABYBUKZCABFT2XTCAII1XDQCAYGES63CAUK7ZA2CA4ZX74HCAW0PP3WCAILET6V.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdQQ7JMI/AAAAAAAAASA/EEu3Skvm234/s1600-h/OldYankeeOutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248717169863894210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdQQ7JMI/AAAAAAAAASA/EEu3Skvm234/s320/OldYankeeOutside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what you see when you are coming out of the club house to the Yankee dugout. It says "I want to thank the good lord for making me a Yankee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdc34s4I/AAAAAAAAASI/zeGEIK-vt2w/s1600-h/tunneltodugout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248717173248537474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdc34s4I/AAAAAAAAASI/zeGEIK-vt2w/s320/tunneltodugout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm gonna miss it but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; probably enjoy the new one as well. It's even worse that they probably wont make the playoffs either. This will be the first time in who knows how long. SAD I KNOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-44994423736462710?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/44994423736462710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=44994423736462710&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/44994423736462710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/44994423736462710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/09/seven-stages-of-grief-have-begun.html' title='THE SEVEN STAGES OF GRIEF HAVE BEGUN!!!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SNcwdKt2cGI/AAAAAAAAARw/qVQXQO_qfaI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4897407293360641692</id><published>2008-09-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:43:53.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPTEMBER ENSIGN</title><content type='html'>SMALL THINGS HAVE A WAY OF GROWING LARGE WHEN WE DWELL ON THEM&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SM57_zK353I/AAAAAAAAAPs/3U2Qjxk2sDM/s1600-h/116664_September2008Ensign_tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246266951930996594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SM57_zK353I/AAAAAAAAAPs/3U2Qjxk2sDM/s320/116664_September2008Ensign_tn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOOTHPASTE ON THE MIRROR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Bryce R. Peterson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought this was a really good and sad story. It is a story about an older lady and her husband. It is told by her daughter. She said that one of her mom's complaints was that her dad would splash toothpaste all over the mirror when he brushed his teeth. It drove her mom crazy! and she couldn't let it go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After her father passed away her mother missed him more than she thought she would. one day when the daughter visited, her mothers eyes turned watery and she told her daughter of a mistake she regretted. She reminded her of the toothpaste and how adamant she had been that her dad was so slothful in neglecting to clean up his mess. She had been so angry over such a small thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her mother went on to say that after her dad died there had been toothpaste on the mirror. She had cleaned it off, the next day there was more so she cleaned it off, and the next day more... this went on for a few days. Her mother realized that she had blamed her dad for the toothpaste for many years but it had been both of them splashing it in the mirror. She felt terrible that she had been so upset about that for years. She admitted that her anger had hurt her much worse than it had affected her dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I liked this story because it shows you that everyone has faults and before we get angry about something someone else is doing we need to take a look at ourself and see what we are doing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4897407293360641692?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4897407293360641692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4897407293360641692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4897407293360641692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4897407293360641692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-ensign.html' title='SEPTEMBER ENSIGN'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SM57_zK353I/AAAAAAAAAPs/3U2Qjxk2sDM/s72-c/116664_September2008Ensign_tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8240730604136293205</id><published>2008-09-08T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:28:46.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LITTLE HOMESICK!!</title><content type='html'>I was a little homesick today as I was setting at work. I know I only live an hour and a half away but I have not been home for like a month or so, and I was feeling like I needed to see the Mountains. If you are from there or a few of the surrounding areas you should recognize these mountains if not all three at least one. Anyway, just thought I would share one of my favorite pics of our backyard. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Its true, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mommas&lt;/span&gt; girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMVrpx6lLRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BzawQry0wVU/s1600-h/MAY07018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243715706660662546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMVrpx6lLRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BzawQry0wVU/s320/MAY07018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-8240730604136293205?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8240730604136293205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8240730604136293205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8240730604136293205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8240730604136293205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-homesick-today.html' title='A LITTLE HOMESICK!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMVrpx6lLRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BzawQry0wVU/s72-c/MAY07018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4851426609473848041</id><published>2008-09-05T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:22:28.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RACHIES B-DAY/LABOR DAY WEEKEND/WEEK</title><content type='html'>Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;, John taking of to the spoon room.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGiX3Fz9II/AAAAAAAAAPE/nONrLmV6tCQ/s1600-h/n1171800215_30132340_5307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242649972044985474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGiX3Fz9II/AAAAAAAAAPE/nONrLmV6tCQ/s320/n1171800215_30132340_5307.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Our group of spoon players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGiYC64fpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WShmJHny8nk/s1600-h/n1171800215_30132339_4903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242649975220371090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGiYC64fpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WShmJHny8nk/s320/n1171800215_30132339_4903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; Rachel came down this last weekend for her birthday and she is really someone I can roll with. She wanted to have a birthday week:) which most of my friends know we used to do that for me. So we decided to call it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rachie&lt;/span&gt; week. It has been pretty fun. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kacee&lt;/span&gt; me and Rachel at the bowling alley. not sure what is going on with my smile.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGfk4I8UVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/E32xBLBQ1-8/s1600-h/n1171800215_30132310_856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242646897129967954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGfk4I8UVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/E32xBLBQ1-8/s320/n1171800215_30132310_856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to play a wicked game of spoons. We wanted to make it a little more fun so we put the spoons in another room in the dark. Let's talk this got a little crazy cause as soon as someone got four of a kind it was a mad dash of running crazy pushing and all kinds of stuff. It was pretty much everyone for themselves. It was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflCXB2QI/AAAAAAAAAOk/wm2GXZ0oYos/s1600-h/n1171800215_30132331_1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242646899873405186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflCXB2QI/AAAAAAAAAOk/wm2GXZ0oYos/s320/n1171800215_30132331_1030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflMXi_UI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Ko5GgEMlMpc/s1600-h/n1171800215_30132334_2911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242646902559931714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflMXi_UI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Ko5GgEMlMpc/s320/n1171800215_30132334_2911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is John and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; attacking me because I grabbed both the spoons. I finally let go of one and John got away with it. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; was relentless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflL9tBjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YWLwH1kIWJE/s1600-h/n1171800215_30132335_3312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242646902451537458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflL9tBjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YWLwH1kIWJE/s320/n1171800215_30132335_3312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't worry I finally came out with the spoon and a few wounds. I pretty much had the imprint of the spoon handle in my hand for the whole next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflQVtWzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4kVKHWemNnk/s1600-h/n1171800215_30132336_3707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242646903625964338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGflQVtWzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4kVKHWemNnk/s320/n1171800215_30132336_3707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not sure if you can see the spoon that well but it was pretty bent up when me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; got done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1279051117612498809-4851426609473848041?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4851426609473848041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4851426609473848041&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4851426609473848041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4851426609473848041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/09/rachies-b-daylabor-day-weekendweek.html' title='RACHIES B-DAY/LABOR DAY WEEKEND/WEEK'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SMGiX3Fz9II/AAAAAAAAAPE/nONrLmV6tCQ/s72-c/n1171800215_30132340_5307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-164091804252660031</id><published>2008-08-27T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:24:49.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CEDAR CITY PLANE TRADGEDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SLV4P3O_KqI/AAAAAAAAANY/wj8PgABOFY4/s1600-h/US-Flag-capitol-half-staff-737281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239225955435621026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SLV4P3O_KqI/AAAAAAAAANY/wj8PgABOFY4/s400/US-Flag-capitol-half-staff-737281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to put a post about the recent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tradgedy&lt;/span&gt; that has hit our small community. We lost 10 people from our area and a few surrounding areas and the impact has been devastating! I am a client at the southwest skin and cancer center as well as the medical spa. I had the opportunity to know most of the people on that plane and knew what great people they were. Cecilee Goddard has been my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;esthetician&lt;/span&gt; for the past year and she was such a genuine caring person. I also work with her sister and the loss of her father and sister has been so heartbreaking. It is hard to understand things like this and hard to find comfort. I send my thoughts and prayers out to the ten families and hope they can find some comfort and peace on the other side of there sorrow. Please keep them in your prayers as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can leave Condolences at--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cedarcondolences.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cedarcondolences.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-164091804252660031?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/164091804252660031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=164091804252660031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/164091804252660031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/164091804252660031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/08/cedar-city-plane-tradgedy.html' title='CEDAR CITY PLANE TRADGEDY'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SLV4P3O_KqI/AAAAAAAAANY/wj8PgABOFY4/s72-c/US-Flag-capitol-half-staff-737281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-7437331655693052177</id><published>2008-08-22T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:26:16.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BIG FAMILY WEEKEND!!</title><content type='html'>Well all of our family got together the other weekend. It was the first time in a couple years that we have all been together and the first time that we got to see Cary and Cindys new baby!! I loved her and miss her like crazy.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SK90E12FEQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aqeHrp2N3So/s1600-h/749996-R1-14-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237532518177378562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SK90E12FEQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aqeHrp2N3So/s400/749996-R1-14-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I guess all of us were there except Ron. Sorry Ron we probably won't phot shop you in either:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SK90FC8mltI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dLb2g3_nRHg/s1600-h/749996-R1-07-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237532521694402258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SK90FC8mltI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dLb2g3_nRHg/s400/749996-R1-07-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So nobody told me that I totally look like I am having a baby! i'm not. At least I am not the only one without a spouse this time. Thanks Ron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SK90FTZcrZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Ex2gy2GCkOk/s1600-h/749996-R1-08-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237532526110354834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SK90FTZcrZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Ex2gy2GCkOk/s400/749996-R1-08-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-7437331655693052177?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/7437331655693052177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=7437331655693052177&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7437331655693052177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7437331655693052177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-family-weekend.html' title='THE BIG FAMILY WEEKEND!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SK90E12FEQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aqeHrp2N3So/s72-c/749996-R1-14-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-6949258655376467777</id><published>2008-08-12T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:53:41.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU GOTTA LOVE THE OLYMPICS AND... MICHAEL PHELPS AND ...... OF COURSE MISTY MAY AND KERRY WALSH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SKHqF_cq9NI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uUDLXHVwRU8/s1600-h/us-gold-medals-michael-phelps-1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233721630633161938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SKHqF_cq9NI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uUDLXHVwRU8/s400/us-gold-medals-michael-phelps-1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SKHqF56RULI/AAAAAAAAAME/VRDotpHsk9g/s1600-h/OB-CA391_0811ph_20080811000328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233721629146697906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SKHqF56RULI/AAAAAAAAAME/VRDotpHsk9g/s400/OB-CA391_0811ph_20080811000328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SKHqGM8VviI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PPxDZFgXjko/s1600-h/kwmm1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233721634255650338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SKHqGM8VviI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PPxDZFgXjko/s400/kwmm1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it's that time again. I love the olympics and when they are on that is pretty much the only thing I am doing. These are just a few of my favorite parts but I love it all. They are just awesome!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-6949258655376467777?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/6949258655376467777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=6949258655376467777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/6949258655376467777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/6949258655376467777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-gotta-love-olympics-and-michael.html' title='YOU GOTTA LOVE THE OLYMPICS AND... MICHAEL PHELPS AND ...... OF COURSE MISTY MAY AND KERRY WALSH'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SKHqF_cq9NI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uUDLXHVwRU8/s72-c/us-gold-medals-michael-phelps-1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4786256589408208576</id><published>2008-08-05T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:47.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AUGUST ENSIGN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SJiInvyrikI/AAAAAAAAALw/lVXOUqP9Sc4/s1600-h/en08aug_cover_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231081183616141890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SJiInvyrikI/AAAAAAAAALw/lVXOUqP9Sc4/s400/en08aug_cover_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well as you know this Ensign was all about being single! Yes I have read it and taken some considerations :). It was kind of funny when it came out, because everyone asked me if I had seen it yet. Even with all the good info about being single I found something I liked way better than that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;SAMUEL H. SMITH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Faithful Brother of Joseph and Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;By: Larene Porter Gaunt and Robert A. Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Who was Samuel H. Smith? He became the hands that helped his father care for the farm when his prophet-brother Joseph with Hyrum at his side, was working to restore the gospel of Jesus Christ. It was Samuel who helped chop the wood, plow the land, and harvest the crops in 1892 so that Joseph was free to translate the gold plates. It was Samuel who, as an early missionary during the years 1831-32 walked more than 4, 000 miles through the Midwest and New England distributing copies of the Book of Mormon. It was Samuel who often helped his parents move as Joseph led the Saints from Ohio to Missouri to Illinois. And, in the end, it was Samuel who helped load the bodies of his martyred brothers, Joseph and Hyrum, into the wagons that carried them to Nauvoo. This was the pattern of Samuel's life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Samuel H. Smith willingly gave everything, including his life, to help build the kingdom of God. He did not "exaggerate either his importance of his experiences." His life attests to the truth that "by small and simple things are great things brought to pass". With a pure heart, Samuel tended to the needs of his wife, children, parents, and siblings. Because of Samuel, the Prophet Joseph and Hyrum had more freedom to fulfill their missions relative to the Restoration of the gospel. In that, the words of a blessing from Father Smith were fulfilled: "Thou shall hear[the Lord's ] voice [saying] Samuel, Samuel. Thou shalt be equal to thy brethern."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I THOUGHT THIS STORY WAS AWESOME! I GUESS I DIDN'T REALIZE HOW MUCH JOSEPH'S FAMILY HAD TO SACRIFICE TO HELP HIM OUT. WE DON'T REALLY HEAR ABOUT ALL THEY WENT THROUGH THAT MUCH, BUT THIS STORY REALLY OPENED MY EYES AND GAVE ME MORE RESPECT FOR HIS WHOLE FAMILY AND HOW THEY HELPED AND SUPPORTED HIM. THIS ARTICLE TELLS A LOT ABOUT SAMUELS LIFE AND ALL THE THINGS HE DID. IT WAS BECAUSE OF A BOOK OF MORMON THAT SAMUEL LEFT THAT BRIGHAM YOUNG WAS CONVERTED. I GUESS THE MAIN LESSON IT TAUGHT ME WAS THAT WE ALL HAVE A RESPONSIBILITY, THOUGH THEY ARE ALL DIFFERENT AND SOME MAY SEEM SMALLER THAN OTHERS. JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT AS RECOGNIZED OR MAY SEEM AS IMPORTANT, NO TASK THE LORD GIVES, BIG OR SMALL IS ANY LESS IMPORTANT THAN THE OTHER, IF ANYTHING THEY ARE EQUAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1279051117612498809-4786256589408208576?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4786256589408208576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4786256589408208576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4786256589408208576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4786256589408208576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-ensign.html' title='AUGUST ENSIGN'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SJiInvyrikI/AAAAAAAAALw/lVXOUqP9Sc4/s72-c/en08aug_cover_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-2097394669883357388</id><published>2008-08-02T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:34:10.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE 3 THING TAG.</title><content type='html'>How to play the game. Post these rules on your blog: List 3 Joys, 3 Fears, 3 Goals, 3 Current Obsessions/Collections, and 3 Random surprises about your self. Tag five people at the end of your post by leaving their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 JOYS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BASEBALL&lt;br /&gt;- FRIENDS/FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;-SUMMER NIGHTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 FEARS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LOSING SOMEONE I LOVE&lt;br /&gt;- STARTING A NEW JOB&lt;br /&gt;- NEVER BEING GOOD ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 GOALS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BE MORE POSITIVE&lt;br /&gt;- DO SOMETHING EACH DAY TO BE PROUD OF&lt;br /&gt;- BE THE KIND OF PERSON THAT WILL MAKE SOMEONE ELSE WANT TO BE LIKE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 CURRENT OBSESSIONS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MOVIE MUSICAL SOUNDTRACKS (WICKED AND MAMA MIA)&lt;br /&gt;- RUNNING&lt;br /&gt;- CHURCH RELATED MATERIAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 RANDOM SURPRISES ABOUT MYSELF-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I KNOW MORE ABOUT BASEBALL THAN A GIRL SHOULD:)&lt;br /&gt;- I'D RATHER MAKE SOMEONE ELSE SMILE THAN HAVE THEM MAKE ME SMILE&lt;br /&gt;- I MISS CANNONVILLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I TAG ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO THIS. IT IS FUN AND MAKES YOU THINK. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-2097394669883357388?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/2097394669883357388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=2097394669883357388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2097394669883357388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2097394669883357388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-thing-tag.html' title='THE 3 THING TAG.'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4445222417266772773</id><published>2008-07-28T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:48.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY AND SATURDAY OF THE B-DAY WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well on Firday I headed home for the BBQ my family was having for me on Sat, and I wanted to make this cake I had made like 4 years ago out of angel food twinkies but of course my luck they were out of them in every store I tried. So with Melinda's help we came up with our own. I used little Debbie's strawberry swiss cake rolls and strawberry pie filling. I cut them up and put some wrap in the bottom on a bowl and lined the sides then poured the mix in. I should have put some strawberries in the middle but didn't think about it till later. then I added another layer of rolls and some more gel and let it get cold, then flipped it over and ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VVGUOq2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/JJSLcfr36ws/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228210038384798562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VVGUOq2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/JJSLcfr36ws/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Here it is! I made some homemade whip cream and it was pretty good I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VVdWA-FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QL-_F_qKebs/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228210044566304850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VVdWA-FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QL-_F_qKebs/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We had a BBQ on sat after the parade, it was fun. My sister Stephanie and her husband and their kids came and brought me these balloons. It is not the best pic but the kids really wanted to be in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VV4mvP0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1E26MvoOM8k/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228210051884203842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VV4mvP0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1E26MvoOM8k/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; My Mom also made me a Turtle cake!! It is my favorite kind of cake and the only time I will eat chocolate cake. So we had to get a pic with that for my mom. I'm not to fond of this picture but my mom wanted one. She is the best mom and I wanted to thank for her all she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VWZRGzbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8tZEaSnLSkY/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228210060651842994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VWZRGzbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8tZEaSnLSkY/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;That's it for this years birthday. Next year I really am not having one unless someone wants to take me to Hawaii :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4445222417266772773?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4445222417266772773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4445222417266772773&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4445222417266772773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4445222417266772773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-and-saturday-of-b-day-week.html' title='FRIDAY AND SATURDAY OF THE B-DAY WEEK'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5VVGUOq2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/JJSLcfr36ws/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-2815795949614109943</id><published>2008-07-28T16:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:48.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JULY 24TH THE BIG 26!! HOW DEPRESSING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well for the birthday this year I didn't do to much. Clark party of one took on a whole new meaning. I took myself shopping and just hung out by myself. It was the first time I have actually went out of town and went shopping by myself. I figured I better get used to and needed to see what it was like. I hated it!! Then I came back to Cedar and hung out with Melinda and her family.&lt;br /&gt;I got some pictures with the nieces before I left because I figured I wouldn't be taking any by myself later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5TbkCpVUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nup3aE6BIxg/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228207950420071746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5TbkCpVUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nup3aE6BIxg/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5TcGpJMQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BuN0uVZu2OM/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228207959708348674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5TcGpJMQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BuN0uVZu2OM/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-2815795949614109943?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/2815795949614109943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=2815795949614109943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2815795949614109943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2815795949614109943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-24th-big-26-how-depressing.html' title='JULY 24TH THE BIG 26!! HOW DEPRESSING.'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5TbkCpVUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nup3aE6BIxg/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8841021979029420654</id><published>2008-07-28T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:49.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WED 7-23 B-DAY WITH FRIENDS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5bYfBxt9I/AAAAAAAAALI/2sv5oE-PXvo/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228216693627664338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5bYfBxt9I/AAAAAAAAALI/2sv5oE-PXvo/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friends Brea and Bree took me to taste of Hawaii for my B-day dinner. They gave me a picture frame with pictures of us in it and step up two, which could be one of my favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;They are awesome friends and even when I tried to pretend like i was not having a birthday they made me. I am lucky to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Brea &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q1lLkjJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hK2x43t3uTo/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205098867657874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q1lLkjJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hK2x43t3uTo/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me and the other Bree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q2Lca4jI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6k1kA78w8iA/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205109138874930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q2Lca4jI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6k1kA78w8iA/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q3QFHbgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7_WWK4M5Fds/s1600-h/100_0154%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205127563177474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q3QFHbgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7_WWK4M5Fds/s400/100_0154%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q3iGty5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/6ZkFgQNnd3k/s1600-h/100_0155%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205132401724306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5Q3iGty5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/6ZkFgQNnd3k/s400/100_0155%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Leaving taste of Hawaii Bree wanted to get a picture and if you know me at all I don't really like pitures of myself and had already let them take way to many so when this one came I just decieded to roll with it and give them what they wanted. Hope you like it Bree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/1279051117612498809-8841021979029420654?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8841021979029420654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8841021979029420654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8841021979029420654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8841021979029420654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/wed-7-23-b-day-with-friends.html' title='WED 7-23 B-DAY WITH FRIENDS!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SI5bYfBxt9I/AAAAAAAAALI/2sv5oE-PXvo/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-297865712789194874</id><published>2008-07-21T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:50.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELINA'S WEDDING</title><content type='html'>FRIENDS AT THE TEMPLE&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIY_NsQKyFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1Hc2xMqlf64/s1600-h/SD530994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225933922059864146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIY_NsQKyFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1Hc2xMqlf64/s400/SD530994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT THE SALT LAKE TEMPLE&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIUK-9w-0XI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WZnWRijKdtg/s1600-h/selina+wedding+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225595019481502066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIUK-9w-0XI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WZnWRijKdtg/s400/selina+wedding+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AT THE RECEPTION! SHE WAS SUPER HAPPY IT WAS ALMOST OVER AND SHE COULD GET OUT OF HER SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIUK_Zc45KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SvjTjDPeVcc/s1600-h/selina+wedding+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225595026913420450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIUK_Zc45KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SvjTjDPeVcc/s400/selina+wedding+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME AND MELINDA CHEESING IT UP FOR A PIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIUK_yZU-KI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ic9HpWDaKo8/s1600-h/selina+wedding+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225595033609369762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIUK_yZU-KI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ic9HpWDaKo8/s400/selina+wedding+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE CAKE! I LOVED THE CAKE.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIULAKgCGTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9M27unxn6pg/s1600-h/selina+wedding+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225595040079943986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIULAKgCGTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9M27unxn6pg/s400/selina+wedding+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I DIDN'T TAKE A WHOLE LOT OF PICS BUT I HOPFULLY WILL GET SOME LATER FROM HER. ANYWAYS THAT IS ABOUT ALL I HAVE BEEN UP TO, WORK AND THIS WEDDING. PRETTY LAME I KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-297865712789194874?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/297865712789194874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=297865712789194874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/297865712789194874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/297865712789194874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/selinas-wedding.html' title='SELINA&apos;S WEDDING'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SIY_NsQKyFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1Hc2xMqlf64/s72-c/SD530994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-6682390672194761375</id><published>2008-07-10T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:50.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENSIGN JULY 2008 -- HAD TO SHARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SHZHQvrrSbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xEoDLmNKjc4/s1600-h/en08jul_cover_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221439170985806258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SHZHQvrrSbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xEoDLmNKjc4/s400/en08jul_cover_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was reading in the July Ensign and I read this story by Deirdre M. Paulsen who's husband was serving as the mission president in the Brazil Curitiba Mission she told a story called "Faith in his step.... and a song in his heart,". It is about a guy from southern Brazil named Paulo Tvuarde, who was in her ward who walked to church almost every sunday for 14 years except when the mud was so thick that he couldn't make it. He left his house at 3:00 am to make it there because it took him 8 hours and he walks 25 miles!!!!! Deirdre asked the man who was telling her about Paulo "why would he do that?" the man replied "BECAUSE HE BELIEVES THAT THE CHURCH IS TRUE." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I loved this story and Paulo is such an example to me. I lived across the street from the church for 19 years and their were days when I thought that was to far!! I feel like I will be making a better effort to get to church on sundays and not take for grantite what I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS. I AM GOING TO TRY AND DO THIS ONCE A MONTH WHEN I GET MY ENSIGN. JUST SHARE SOMETHING I REALLY LIKED OUT OF IT:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-6682390672194761375?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/6682390672194761375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=6682390672194761375&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/6682390672194761375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/6682390672194761375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/ensign-july-2008-had-to-share.html' title='ENSIGN JULY 2008 -- HAD TO SHARE'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SHZHQvrrSbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xEoDLmNKjc4/s72-c/en08jul_cover_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-1519255736564479192</id><published>2008-07-05T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:25:32.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO NEWS!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I don't have any fun or exciting news and I have not had a camera for awhile because I let my brother take it to New York. O I guess I do have some news! so my brother and nephew went to New York to go to a couple yankees games and I decided to sit this one out since I have already been twice and I wanted to save my money and go to the new stadium next year and I was already taking my vacation for the trip to D.C. that I ended up not going on! so I totally could have went on this trip, but it was to late. So of course they get to go down by the field durring batting practice which you can't do unless you have tickets down there but some worker guy let them down and my nephew got Derek Jeter and Bobby Abreu's autographs!! needless to say I was upset when I heard that. But it was cool for them. Maybe next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-1519255736564479192?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/1519255736564479192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=1519255736564479192&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1519255736564479192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1519255736564479192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-news-except-for-other-people.html' title='NO NEWS!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-1865335991502987903</id><published>2008-07-04T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:50.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MELINDA?  SELINA??</title><content type='html'>DOES THIS RING A BELL:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SG3eaxvN9dI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3IEeUF36hW0/s1600-h/haha_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219072094801622482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SG3eaxvN9dI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3IEeUF36hW0/s400/haha_thumb.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-1865335991502987903?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/1865335991502987903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=1865335991502987903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1865335991502987903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1865335991502987903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/melinda-selina.html' title='MELINDA?  SELINA??'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SG3eaxvN9dI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3IEeUF36hW0/s72-c/haha_thumb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-5969944250118442006</id><published>2008-07-04T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:50.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIES!!</title><content type='html'>SELINA???&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SG3ayGdzrQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iAIop1z8uhU/s1600-h/yistherumalwaysgone_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219068097456221442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SG3ayGdzrQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iAIop1z8uhU/s400/yistherumalwaysgone_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-5969944250118442006?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/5969944250118442006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=5969944250118442006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5969944250118442006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5969944250118442006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='MEMORIES!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SG3ayGdzrQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iAIop1z8uhU/s72-c/yistherumalwaysgone_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-1401603947231951779</id><published>2008-06-28T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:50.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELINA'S BRIDAL SHOWER!!!</title><content type='html'>Well for my second to last day of vacation I decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; Selina and hit up here bridal shower! She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised!&lt;/span&gt; When she got home she was crying because of all her ring drama(you can read her blog to find out about that) but I cheered her up! Selina, her Fiance Cameron, Melinda and I all went out to eat and had a good time. I really miss them! and I approve of Cameron he is awesome and will make Selina really happy!&lt;br /&gt;  Then on Sat we had the bridal shower. It was a lot of fun! Brianne was there and I have not seen her in 9 months! This picture was taken by someone setting down so we kind of look weird, and NO I am NOT pregnant I am just fat(just to settle the debate).  Anyway the weekend was way fun and I loved seeing all my friends and catching up. The wedding count down is on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcJUvhIzAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yvQqOpVDyec/s1600-h/calf+creek+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217148945289497602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcJUvhIzAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yvQqOpVDyec/s400/calf+creek+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-1401603947231951779?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/1401603947231951779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=1401603947231951779&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1401603947231951779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1401603947231951779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/selinas-bridal-shower.html' title='SELINA&apos;S BRIDAL SHOWER!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcJUvhIzAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yvQqOpVDyec/s72-c/calf+creek+075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-3200054758578764061</id><published>2008-06-28T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:53.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY JUNE 27TH GOING TO TEMPLE SQUARE</title><content type='html'>Me and Melinda getting ready to head downtown to Temple Square to see the Joseph Smith movie&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcErP3NTII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Gqv1OQbbPhk/s1600-h/calf+creek+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217143834370985090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcErP3NTII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Gqv1OQbbPhk/s400/calf+creek+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a pic of Joseph Smith Reading James chapter 1 verse 5 "If any of you lack wisdom let him ask of god......" It was also really neat to watch the movie of Joseph Smith that night because it was 164 years ago on June 27th that he and his brother Hyrum were murdered. For some reason being there on that night watching the movie made me appreciate him so much more if that is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcErhHySxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IYt0YV_3b3U/s1600-h/calf+creek+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217143839003921170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcErhHySxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IYt0YV_3b3U/s400/calf+creek+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the Salt Lake Temple at night and thought everyone else could enjoy it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcEr4UEhXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Rj_bFOc9yeo/s1600-h/salt-lake-temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217143845229462898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcEr4UEhXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Rj_bFOc9yeo/s400/salt-lake-temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also wanted to add in appreciation for Joseph Smith one of my favorite pics of him. This is him and Hyrum sitting in front of the Nauvoo temple talking. When I was in Nauvoo I fell in love with this statue, I could have just set behind it for hours and not moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcEr4DsQ0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aSv-oXJkNjQ/s1600-h/069%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217143845160764226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcEr4DsQ0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aSv-oXJkNjQ/s400/069%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-3200054758578764061?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/3200054758578764061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=3200054758578764061&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/3200054758578764061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/3200054758578764061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-june-27th-going-to-temple-square.html' title='FRIDAY JUNE 27TH GOING TO TEMPLE SQUARE'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcErP3NTII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Gqv1OQbbPhk/s72-c/calf+creek+064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-7219393660066872203</id><published>2008-06-28T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:53.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAR VALLEY</title><content type='html'>While traveling back from Cedar on Monday the 23rd my niece shay and I saw this sunset and thought it was so pretty so we had to take a pic! We also took one of us as well its not the best but she wanted a better one of her to redeem herself from the sleeping Calf Creek picture:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcCNyRvtwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_P4tpNwmwvQ/s1600-h/calf+creek+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217141129189766914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcCNyRvtwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_P4tpNwmwvQ/s400/calf+creek+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcCOXzkxGI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YlBLHNuzPxI/s1600-h/calf+creek+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217141139263767650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcCOXzkxGI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YlBLHNuzPxI/s400/calf+creek+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-7219393660066872203?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/7219393660066872203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=7219393660066872203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7219393660066872203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/7219393660066872203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/bear-valley.html' title='BEAR VALLEY'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGcCNyRvtwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_P4tpNwmwvQ/s72-c/calf+creek+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-2408781826190822215</id><published>2008-06-24T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:53.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol Cannonville Utah</title><content type='html'>Just thought you would all like to see where I have been spending my vacation? Nope not on the beach! i'm not that lucky. Someday maybe. I have just been hanging out in good ol Cannonville Utah, population 137! 1 store! no stop lights, just a couple of yield signs! 1 park! and 1 tiny church with AC problems! gotta love small towns! DON'T BE JEALOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGGzznt1LkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NLKUdi-Hen0/s1600-h/800px-CannonvilleUT_aerial_view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGGzznt1LkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NLKUdi-Hen0/s400/800px-CannonvilleUT_aerial_view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215647542887657026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGGxwm87cVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Tk4I0KlgsTU/s1600-h/800px-CannonvilleUT_aerial_view.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-2408781826190822215?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/2408781826190822215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=2408781826190822215&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2408781826190822215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2408781826190822215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-ol-cannonville-utah.html' title='Good ol Cannonville Utah'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SGGzznt1LkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NLKUdi-Hen0/s72-c/800px-CannonvilleUT_aerial_view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-4742438243488043867</id><published>2008-06-20T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:54.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 3, CALF CREEK 6 MILE HIKE!! YES IN THESE SHOES!</title><content type='html'>Well for day 3 I decided to hike calf creek falls. It had been like 15 years since  I've been there, just enough time to forget  just how bad it is.  Well me ,  my niece  Shay, and my two nephews  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Landyn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Austyn&lt;/span&gt;  headed out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Austyn&lt;/span&gt;  wore this  ridiculous hat but I let him  anyway.  We started off with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of energy but as we went on  Shay and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Austyn&lt;/span&gt;  totally thought they were gonna die, it was pretty funny.  I forgot just how hot it gets and how long it seems.  I tried to tell the kids how long it was but they were up for it until  about one mile down.  We finally made it and played  in the freezing water for a bit and headed the  next  3 miles  back.  They all thought they were gonna die on the  way back too! we were out of water and hot and  can you say blisters!! which are already forming on my feet from those shoes!!  but we made it!  It was fun and I said well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; be back in 15 years cause  it will take me that long to forget.  Shay said she  wished  she had not gone but was glad  she made  it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Austyn&lt;/span&gt;  was just all about trying to fish  in the  river and lost his towel  but don't worry  we found it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Landyn&lt;/span&gt; said I was all energized at first  and by the time  we got back I was about on my hands and knees crawling!  All in all a  pretty good day, but I think I will hold out on that hike for awhile.  At least until my blisters  go  away!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyLB5x3JmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q-odrOJAIOk/s1600-h/DSCF1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyLB5x3JmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q-odrOJAIOk/s320/DSCF1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214195333394277986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o I wore these shoes because they were all I had and I didn't want to get the new ones I just bought for running, dirty. Not just because i'm stupid or like to hike in style, for all you wondering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-4742438243488043867?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/4742438243488043867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=4742438243488043867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4742438243488043867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/4742438243488043867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-3-calf-creek-6-mile-hike-yes-in.html' title='DAY 3, CALF CREEK 6 MILE HIKE!! YES IN THESE SHOES!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyLB5x3JmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Q-odrOJAIOk/s72-c/DSCF1120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8796599287977569947</id><published>2008-06-20T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:55.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyJPcHlKsI/AAAAAAAAADo/xgUync9alRE/s1600-h/DSCF1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyJPcHlKsI/AAAAAAAAADo/xgUync9alRE/s320/DSCF1073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214193366927223490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off we go to begin the first 3 miles of our 6 mile hike, with the fishing nets and Austyn's french hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we made it to mile marker 10 and we had&lt;br /&gt;5 more to go. I did not think they were gonna make&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyJQDBWHCI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZY56o9YoFjY/s1600-h/DSCF1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyJQDBWHCI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZY56o9YoFjY/s320/DSCF1074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214193377370053666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyJQkFjFEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kjvi2YdmmtI/s1600-h/DSCF1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyJQkFjFEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kjvi2YdmmtI/s320/DSCF1081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214193386246050882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-8796599287977569947?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8796599287977569947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8796599287977569947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8796599287977569947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8796599287977569947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/off-we-go-to-begin-first-3-miles-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyJPcHlKsI/AAAAAAAAADo/xgUync9alRE/s72-c/DSCF1073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-2621492283983677388</id><published>2008-06-20T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:55.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyE2t7PicI/AAAAAAAAADI/14r1OtLpNHw/s1600-h/DSCF1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214188544164071874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyE2t7PicI/AAAAAAAAADI/14r1OtLpNHw/s320/DSCF1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing in the stream. They saw a water snake and tried to catch it until they lost sight of it and relocated it swimming through Austyns legs. Talk about a bunch of schools girls screaming and running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-2621492283983677388?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/2621492283983677388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=2621492283983677388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2621492283983677388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2621492283983677388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/fishing-in-stream.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyE2t7PicI/AAAAAAAAADI/14r1OtLpNHw/s72-c/DSCF1083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-5286921311010110252</id><published>2008-06-20T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:56.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD0LL_aZI/AAAAAAAAACg/ulhST1ItGdg/s1600-h/DSCF1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD0LL_aZI/AAAAAAAAACg/ulhST1ItGdg/s320/DSCF1115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187400967711122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back they had to rest because they thought they were gonna die!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD0p764TI/AAAAAAAAACo/e8xTqLyGUkI/s1600-h/DSCF1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD0p764TI/AAAAAAAAACo/e8xTqLyGUkI/s320/DSCF1113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187409221804338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD0yVQmrI/AAAAAAAAACw/mxFUgcmt_oA/s1600-h/DSCF1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD0yVQmrI/AAAAAAAAACw/mxFUgcmt_oA/s320/DSCF1107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187411475569330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD1Gt0rBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/z7sjR4QiLvc/s1600-h/DSCF1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD1Gt0rBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/z7sjR4QiLvc/s320/DSCF1091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187416947305490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD1UtO4vI/AAAAAAAAADA/r-NHTAcj-YI/s1600-h/DSCF1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD1UtO4vI/AAAAAAAAADA/r-NHTAcj-YI/s320/DSCF1085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187420702925554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-5286921311010110252?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/5286921311010110252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=5286921311010110252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5286921311010110252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/5286921311010110252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-way-back-they-had-to-rest-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFyD0LL_aZI/AAAAAAAAACg/ulhST1ItGdg/s72-c/DSCF1115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-48649600388934138</id><published>2008-06-20T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:56.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFx7E5vvDRI/AAAAAAAAACM/lPwG0RyA7Io/s1600-h/Calf+Creek+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFx7E5vvDRI/AAAAAAAAACM/lPwG0RyA7Io/s320/Calf+Creek+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214177792738921746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RIDE HOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFx7FBFHRnI/AAAAAAAAACU/nJ8_fMpz2SQ/s1600-h/Calf+Creek+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFx7FBFHRnI/AAAAAAAAACU/nJ8_fMpz2SQ/s320/Calf+Creek+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214177794707637874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFx6StDeA_I/AAAAAAAAACE/0sT7ukN_BKk/s1600-h/Calf+Creek+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFx6StDeA_I/AAAAAAAAACE/0sT7ukN_BKk/s320/Calf+Creek+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214176930338571250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-48649600388934138?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/48649600388934138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=48649600388934138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/48649600388934138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/48649600388934138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/ride-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFx7E5vvDRI/AAAAAAAAACM/lPwG0RyA7Io/s72-c/Calf+Creek+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8009244723419198795</id><published>2008-06-19T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:54:27.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY TWO OF VACATION</title><content type='html'>Well so far all iv done is watch tv! I am trying to think of things to do so I at least feel like I got to do something so who knows. I have definatly got some good tv in though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-8009244723419198795?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8009244723419198795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8009244723419198795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8009244723419198795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8009244723419198795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-two-of-vacation.html' title='DAY TWO OF VACATION'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-8866080662804562869</id><published>2008-06-16T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:04:04.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BIG LET DOWN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I lied my blog is still going to be lame! I was using a freinds frequent flyer miles to go to DC. Well she called today and said that United Airlines called her and asked how we were related and she said she tried everything in the book but they would not let her use the ticket for me. So they refunded her miles and if i wanted to use the ticket then it would be around $500 dollars!!! so now I have almost two weeks of work off and nowhere to go!!!!! two days before my vacation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-8866080662804562869?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/8866080662804562869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=8866080662804562869&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8866080662804562869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/8866080662804562869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-so-i-lied-my-blog-is-still-going-to.html' title='THE BIG LET DOWN!!!!!'/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-2136090055734027878</id><published>2008-06-15T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:44:35.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry my blog is lame right now but soon it will get better. I am going to D.C. on Wed the 18th until Tues the 24th so hopefully i will have some more pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-2136090055734027878?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/2136090055734027878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=2136090055734027878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2136090055734027878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/2136090055734027878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-my-blog-is-lame-right-now-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279051117612498809.post-1987913047564225387</id><published>2008-06-15T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:29:56.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFXA6oFYuXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/U9FH_eH7itY/s1600-h/Sheenas+pics+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212284257176172914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFXA6oFYuXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/U9FH_eH7itY/s320/Sheenas+pics+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAZZ VS. LAKERS PLAYOFF GAME 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW_IKdSP2I/AAAAAAAAABo/Dtyku5Z92lo/s1600-h/Sheenas+pics+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212282290718261090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW_IKdSP2I/AAAAAAAAABo/Dtyku5Z92lo/s320/Sheenas+pics+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279051117612498809-1987913047564225387?l=sclark30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/feeds/1987913047564225387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279051117612498809&amp;postID=1987913047564225387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1987913047564225387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279051117612498809/posts/default/1987913047564225387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sclark30.blogspot.com/2008/06/jazz-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheenalynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11033562566658721070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFW0fZyXbnI/AAAAAAAAABY/-DHOEBIvQuY/S220/0221081232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJHmqZinqRo/SFXA6oFYuXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/U9FH_eH7itY/s72-c/Sheenas+pics+095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
