<?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-759605908619602956</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:53:46.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Single Sisters</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-6110329805182222023</id><published>2009-09-20T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:30:08.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake City Dew Tour!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/StVEEuwCTeI/AAAAAAAAAn0/th2He5hBrGA/s1600-h/Sep+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew called up Nettie and I asking us if we wanted to go to the Dew Tour with him. Being the great sisters we are, we decided this could be something fun and something new for the both of us. Drew came down Friday night and the three of us ended up going to the Dew Tour on Saturday. Here our the three of us in the Energy Solutions Area waiting for the Skate Park Final to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383745035304771250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbnldadHrI/AAAAAAAAAms/byowe4EcTF0/s320/Sep+2009+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We first went outside and watched the BMX Park Final. Wow amazing!!! I can't believe the tricks they were doing on their bikes. I would be soo soo very scared to do any of them. Here is a pic of a rider going off a big jump he was doing a 360 and I got him when we was facing backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbnmG3owWI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RUqE9uumx7c/s1600-h/Sep+2009+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383745046433022306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbnmG3owWI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RUqE9uumx7c/s320/Sep+2009+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More BMX Pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392289834670399154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/StVDCPl6nrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/8cjdTwg2fq8/s320/Sep+2009+025.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We got pretty hot outside so we decided to go inside and watch the skateboarding. A pic of Nettie and I in ESA watching the skateboarding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbnlhZEz-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/piylE00G2Ow/s1600-h/Sep+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383745036372725730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbnlhZEz-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/piylE00G2Ow/s320/Sep+2009+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is one of the pro skaters riding the rail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392290962914631634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/StVED6oTX9I/AAAAAAAAAnk/IsxN73aiXHI/s320/Sep+2009+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was pretty amazing they would do tricks and jump a picnic table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392290964767280802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/StVEEBiAjqI/AAAAAAAAAns/wLW61kybcT4/s320/Sep+2009+011.jpg" /&gt;We are glad that Drew convinced us to take him to the Dew Tour.  It was fun hanging out and bounding as siblings.  I had some really cool videos but they wouldn't upload.  I think they were to long.  So you just get pics.  Sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-6110329805182222023?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6110329805182222023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/salt-lake-city-dew-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/6110329805182222023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/6110329805182222023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/salt-lake-city-dew-tour.html' title='Salt Lake City Dew Tour!!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbnldadHrI/AAAAAAAAAms/byowe4EcTF0/s72-c/Sep+2009+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-9161773885837499955</id><published>2009-09-20T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:37:51.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went home to Soda for the long Labor Day weekend.  We decided to walk down and see Steam Boat Springs since the reservoir is so low.  It was really cool you usually can only see bubbles from the golf course, but since it was low you could actually see the little springs.  For those who didn't know this was a great stop for the pioneers on the Oregon Trail.  The picture below is Summer, Bill, Lilly and Drew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383740605979986626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Srbjjo5IisI/AAAAAAAAAls/pEQ_bc_2RRs/s320/Sep+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family pic for Summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383740615678728738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbjkNBfmiI/AAAAAAAAAl0/bJzz0z82Kqk/s320/Sep+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rich and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383740596613538962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbjjF__5JI/AAAAAAAAAlk/UBzRVU4Bxwc/s320/Sep+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other reason we went home was to watch Summer and Bill in the UOBIRAC golf tournament in Soda.  Summer and her partner Tom Fuechsel made it to the final day on Monday.  We all went out to support Summer.  Here is Summer on hole 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383740623532153122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbjkqR5WSI/AAAAAAAAAl8/1lJZFcvyjFI/s320/Sep+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer and her partner did great.  This is them in a tie breaker for first or second.  Tom is getting Summer ready for the winning putt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383740632590892818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbjlMBqvxI/AAAAAAAAAmE/8wbisiag93s/s320/Sep+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer just put in the winning putt.  She was just getting ready to jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383741092933097538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Srbj_-7zWEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/sitG8pwEb_g/s320/Sep+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer and her partner Tom.  Congrats guys on the awesome win.  They are the 2009 UOBIRAC winners.  Summer is an awesome golfer just like my dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383741100362630434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbkAanJBSI/AAAAAAAAAmU/2jKs3ivSMlQ/s320/Sep+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lilly even came out to the golf course to cheer on her Mommy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbkBV0RwtI/AAAAAAAAAmk/f_ybpvxEs0A/s1600-h/Sep+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383741116255421138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SrbkBV0RwtI/AAAAAAAAAmk/f_ybpvxEs0A/s320/Sep+2009+020.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/759605908619602956-9161773885837499955?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/9161773885837499955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/9161773885837499955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/9161773885837499955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Srbjjo5IisI/AAAAAAAAAls/pEQ_bc_2RRs/s72-c/Sep+2009+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-8323642228311742457</id><published>2009-09-01T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:59:52.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sealing and Blessing Day for Lilly!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Saturday was a special day for Summer and Bill!! Lilly was sealed to them for time and all eternity!! She is theirs forever!! Below is a family pic of Summer, Bill, and Lilly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376669985882370786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3E3YcF8uI/AAAAAAAAAks/PwdV9GghyCs/s320/Aug+2009+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture with the Grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376669998781562818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3E4Iff_8I/AAAAAAAAAk0/Xb-dybEyrZE/s320/Aug+2009+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family Picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670007997514258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3E4q0wQhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/nCCDWwiSezs/s320/Aug+2009+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture with the Great Grandparents!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670017401950130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3E5N28j7I/AAAAAAAAAlE/HiW_0V-VFf0/s320/Aug+2009+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture of Mom and Lilly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670024200699138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3E5nL5PQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/oEtkPdkNlM8/s320/Aug+2009+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture of everyone that was at the temple. There were so many friends and family that came for the special event!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670296049060130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3FJb5mCSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/KG0iy6IXRFE/s320/Aug+2009+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is a close up pic of Lilly in her cute white dress. She was a little sleepy, but she is always so darn cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670306512823986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3FKC4WZrI/AAAAAAAAAlc/T_ilw0JLSAA/s320/Aug+2009+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After the temple we went to Summer and Bill's house were they blessed Lilly. Then we had a yummy luncheon in the backyard. But I didn't take any pictures of that sorry. Congrats Summer and Bill we just love Lilly and so excited she is yours forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-8323642228311742457?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8323642228311742457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/sealing-and-blessing-of-lilly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8323642228311742457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8323642228311742457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/sealing-and-blessing-of-lilly.html' title='Sealing and Blessing Day for Lilly!!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3E3YcF8uI/AAAAAAAAAks/PwdV9GghyCs/s72-c/Aug+2009+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-7610604750441730417</id><published>2009-09-01T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:01:39.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend In Soda!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went home this past weekend. Since it was my birthday last Tuesday my Mom had made me a cake. When I got home of Friday they sang Happy Birthday to me and then we had some yummy cake. Nettie and Drew had went to the store earlier and forgot to take the ice cream out of the car so we were minus ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665382952103874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3ArdL_78I/AAAAAAAAAjs/npChbtljs8U/s320/Aug+2009+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; After church on Sunday we decided to go to second bridge because they lowered the reservoir in Soda back down to the river. I have never seen the reservoir so low in my life. It was fun walking around a somewhat Soda beach :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665389217919682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3Ar0h4ssI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Jbq0XKZWU9E/s320/Aug+2009+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad bought a metal detector some years ago. So we decided to take it with us and see what we could find. Here is Drew modeling with the metal detector.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665396700667506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3AsQZ6XnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/WtqAM1yzMXg/s320/Aug+2009+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Standing around waiting to see what our treasure is going to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665406554086690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3As1HJnSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/q2v4irWYczs/s320/Aug+2009+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nettie taking her turn in digging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665417234836146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3Atc5o6rI/AAAAAAAAAkM/iEVsFONM9vU/s320/Aug+2009+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the end it was only a pop can :( But it was an old old Pepsi Free pop can. I have never seen that kind of can before so it must be really old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665702257273890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3A-CsSLCI/AAAAAAAAAkU/U1jfAx3_G9Y/s320/Aug+2009+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also came along some dead carp. Nasty big fish!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665713573189154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3A-s2NViI/AAAAAAAAAkc/QEFrB9wPKHk/s320/Aug+2009+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A picture of Rich and I so you know we were there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3A_b7En9I/AAAAAAAAAkk/sj2upOTZyTU/s1600-h/Aug+2009+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665726210056146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3A_b7En9I/AAAAAAAAAkk/sj2upOTZyTU/s320/Aug+2009+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its always fun to go home to Soda!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-7610604750441730417?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7610604750441730417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-in-soda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7610604750441730417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7610604750441730417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-in-soda.html' title='A Weekend In Soda!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sp3ArdL_78I/AAAAAAAAAjs/npChbtljs8U/s72-c/Aug+2009+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-8236049393342562187</id><published>2009-08-26T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:21:36.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 26th Birthday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday August 25th was my 26th Birthday.  I don't like working on my birthday so I took the day off.  It was nice to sleep in and then I went and got my oil change because I'm headed up to Idaho this weekend and needed to get it done before my trip.  My wonderful boyfriend Rich took a half day so that we could play.  We were going to go to Park City and go down some alpine slides and zip line but the morning turned out rainy and we didn't want to chance it so we ended up going to Heber to ride the Heber Valley Train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474213019518146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX30lGGhMI/AAAAAAAAAic/3vF45aA_uxk/s320/Aug+2009+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pic of us before we got on the Train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474222308486194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX31Hsw7DI/AAAAAAAAAik/yrMEInDxYn8/s320/Aug+2009+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The train went around the Deer Valley Reservoir.  Here we are posing for a pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474232332094866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX31tClDZI/AAAAAAAAAis/WWxHoxxL_vg/s320/Aug+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were the last ones off the Train so I had to be silly and Rich took a pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474247878206738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX32m9D5RI/AAAAAAAAAi8/80BCEvI4Imw/s320/Aug+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before we got on the Train I noticed this machine that smashes your penny into a picture.  I told Rich I kind of wanted to do that because I remember doing it when I was younger.  So when we got off the Train he gave me the money so I could do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474240585001970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX32LyOa_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/Uf2_E9v2IvI/s320/Aug+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We still ended up going to Park City.  We went up to the Olympic Park there and went through the museum.  They had some fun stuff to play with.  Here I am in a bobsled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474766763199906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX4Uz84jaI/AAAAAAAAAjE/T_ZDbz4y9iQ/s320/Aug+2009+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rich doing the 3-D Downhill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474784573434978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX4V2TLLGI/AAAAAAAAAjU/3FC2Zii_VOc/s320/Aug+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had these fun games that you had to see how fast you could roll down your marble.  I almost got the best score for the day.  I did it in 1.9 secs and the best score was 1.7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474774877143314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX4VSLZgRI/AAAAAAAAAjM/QE3ecxaEFTc/s320/Aug+2009+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Park City we went to Dinner at Ruth's Diner.  It is a way neat place where you eat outside.  The food is yummy and the atmosphere is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474792768199938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX4WU09XQI/AAAAAAAAAjc/vhsNWG62cKU/s320/Aug+2009+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I got into work today some of the girls had decorated my cubicle.  Good thing I carry my camera where ever I go so I could take a pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX4Wm39XzI/AAAAAAAAAjk/T9bS63NZJ5U/s1600-h/Aug+2009+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374474797612621618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX4Wm39XzI/AAAAAAAAAjk/T9bS63NZJ5U/s320/Aug+2009+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for all the birthday wishes.   I had a great day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-8236049393342562187?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8236049393342562187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-26th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8236049393342562187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8236049393342562187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-26th-birthday.html' title='My 26th Birthday!!!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SpX30lGGhMI/AAAAAAAAAic/3vF45aA_uxk/s72-c/Aug+2009+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-2633787930238663828</id><published>2009-08-20T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:48:08.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gotcha Day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Today was a special day for our family, especially for Summer and Bill.  We went down to the Salt Lake City Courthouse and finalized the adoption for Lilly.  What an amazing experience.  I think we all shed some tears in the courtroom.  Here is a pic of Summer, Bill, and Lilly outside the courtroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238023829756354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GBPM4GcI/AAAAAAAAAhc/ld9PeILycRk/s320/Aug+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The judge was so nice and let them take a picture with him.  He only had one condition and that was he had to hold Lilly.  Sorry Summer this is the best pic I have of your guys and your eyes were close.  Don't hate me for posting it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238025808777554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GBWktkVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/rd0j7oue-WI/s320/Aug+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture with Grandma and Grandpa in the courtroom.  We have trouble keeping our eyes open I guess!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238035131665682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GB5TdjRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/aAMBGt3MKp8/s320/Aug+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture with the Aunts.  Nettie, me, and Bill's sister Julia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238042662562530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GCVW96uI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_AbgI9tJZak/s320/Aug+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After finalizing the adoption we had to go celebrate.  We went and had breakfast at Ruth's Diner up Immigration Canyon.  It was a really yummy place to go eat at.  I want to go back sometime.  Below is a pic of Mom, Dad, and Nettie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238053828924642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GC-9PFOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/188HizDSH90/s320/Aug+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture of Summer, Bill, and Julia at Ruth's Diner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238715892643922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GphVhuFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6mvWnd-7dp4/s320/Aug+2009+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer didn't really have breakfast she ended up getting a BLT.  There was a pickle on her plate and we decided to see if Lilly liked pickles.  Summer hates pickles and was like I hope she hates them and Bill was like I hope she likes them.  Lets see who won . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238315329903266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GSNH7WqI/AAAAAAAAAiE/P41-ib4jnFI/s320/Aug+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lilly loves pickles!!!  She didn't pull a funny face at all.  In fact she didn't want us to take it away from her.  It was sooo cute.  I guess she is going to eat everything just like her Dad!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GSpnC0TI/AAAAAAAAAiM/eZXQeQkOvWg/s1600-h/Aug+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372238322976608562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GSpnC0TI/AAAAAAAAAiM/eZXQeQkOvWg/s320/Aug+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nettie and I are so glad we took the day off so we could be part of the experience.  It was just a wonderful day.  We are so glad Lilly is ours for good.  She brings so much joy into our family.  Can't wait for next weekend when she gets blessed and sealed to Summer and Bill!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-2633787930238663828?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/2633787930238663828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/08/gotcha-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/2633787930238663828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/2633787930238663828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/08/gotcha-day.html' title='&quot;Gotcha Day&quot;'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/So4GBPM4GcI/AAAAAAAAAhc/ld9PeILycRk/s72-c/Aug+2009+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-7237661602248955929</id><published>2009-07-23T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:34:30.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer time calls for family reunions.  My grandpa Summer's side get together every other year to have a family reunion.  This year we went to Island Park.  Nettie and I decided to leave on Wednesday and go stay the night with Summer and Bill in Idaho Falls.  The next morning we took a stop in Rexburg to go down memory lane of our college years at BYU-I.  Here Nettie and I are posing in front of the BYU-I sign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361857735841680994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmklM9EGDmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/6oBrzK0q5lU/s320/July+2009+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stopped at our old complex Brookside and took a picture of our old door 209.   We had a blast in this apartment with awesome roommates.  We nicknamed our apartment Club 209.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361857726403758386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmklMZ56yTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/3uiGES3GrRo/s320/July+2009+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ran over to Alpine Chalet to take a picture of our home away from home.  I think sometimes we spent more time at our guy friends apartment than ours.  This pic is for you Russ, Matt, Mike, Jay, John, and Jared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361857738179254946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmklNFxamqI/AAAAAAAAAeE/O_kk4hZGRi4/s320/July+2009+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to have lunch at Craigo's.  This was our favorite pizza place in Rexburg.  They have the best $5 large pepperoni pizza ever.  When you are a college student that is a cheap yummy meal.  I think Toni and I got to the point were we could each eat half of the pizza.  No wonder I was fat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361857746460240578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmklNknwasI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NuhZSJDPzJA/s320/July+2009+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our quick stop in Rexburg we head to Island Park.  My mom's side of the family got together and rented out a cabin.  It was sooo nice and sooo much fun to all be together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361858997555864354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkmWZUMoyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Frk2vy904yU/s320/July+2009+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are just chillin on the balcony of our cabin and eating snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361859025069859858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkmX_0C5BI/AAAAAAAAAe0/9hfaP-o-GNA/s320/July+2009+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer, Nettie, and Stephanie chillin and posing for a pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361860036094042706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmknS2K_olI/AAAAAAAAAe8/hsStcj5ajpU/s320/July+2009+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well for me I had an adventure while in Island Park.  I think right when I stepped out of my car my eye started to guber, turn red, and hurt.  It kept getting worse as the night went on and I started getting a sore throat too.  I usually wear contacts and this past eye doctor appointment I got some emergency glasses.  Good thing I did and also that I brought them on my trip.  They came in handy.  My mom and Bill made me an eye match because my eye was bugging me so bad.  Here is a ridiculous picture of what I looked like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361859010461854194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkmXJZOafI/AAAAAAAAAek/_IFob9drPbE/s320/July+2009+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next morning my eye and throat still weren't better and I had a fever.  Today was suppose to be the big family get together and I was sick.  My mom called and got me a doctors visit for 3:30 in Ashton.  The bad thing was the family get together was at 2.  My mom and I got to go and visit for a little bit and eat and then we were off to the doctor.  I ended up with pink eye and strep throat.  So not cool!!  I just want to tell my Mom thanks so much for missing out on her family and taking me to the doctors.  I really appreciated it.  Your the best Mom ever and I Love You to death.  Here is a pic of me with my my meds at the doctors office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361859018184818130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkmXmKhfdI/AAAAAAAAAes/rUTXrnCNyNE/s320/July+2009+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday night Summer, Nettie, our Aunt Stephanie, and I went to Big Springs.  Here is a scenery pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361860042139929714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmknTMscjHI/AAAAAAAAAfE/uP4633X6N5g/s320/July+2009+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the highlights of Big Springs are the huge fish.  We were kind of bummed because we forgot to bring bread to feed to the fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361860046774310786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmknTd9Xl4I/AAAAAAAAAfM/stJDwDzh4aI/s320/July+2009+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie and I wanted to get up close and personal with the fish so we got down on our back to get a close up pic with the fish.  Can you see any??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361860048678038818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmknTlDQLSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/smIijhgbtE4/s320/July+2009+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Group pic at Indian Springs.  I love self timers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361860058974618466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmknULaJg2I/AAAAAAAAAfc/CS-6OV0Aqkk/s320/July+2009+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That night my dad grilled hot dogs for us.  We weren't very hungry after the yummy big lunch we had earlier.  Thanks Dad for making some awesome yummy hot dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361861033090683186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkoM4RhETI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qcYLVOpdmLg/s320/July+2009+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was a loft in the cabin and had this cute window looking down into the family room.  So we decided to take a cute sister pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361861029723900274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkoMru0CXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zwafJ8jYjcM/s320/July+2009+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Saturday we went rafting.  They were going to do two different runs.  The first run started at 8:30 in the morning.  I decided I wanted to go.  We ended up having only six of us on the early morning run.  The picture below is my cousin Nathan, Bill, and my Uncle John.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361861042333519010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkoNatLjKI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Npe9LbWKk-s/s320/July+2009+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the other half  me, my cousin Brittney, and my Uncle Alan.  I'm glad I woke up early we had a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361864605862583890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Smkrc14t3lI/AAAAAAAAAgM/oxGbFoDXx5k/s320/July+2009+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother in law Bill loves to fish while we are rafting.  His line got caught and he jumped out of the raft into the freezing river to go save his hook.  What a crazy boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361861047632414882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkoNuciSKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Hcn9Lwg17oM/s320/July+2009+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cousin Nathan and Uncle John grabbed onto a near by doc so that Bill could float down to us and get back into the raft.  This was the excitement for our morning rafting trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361864611759672082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkrdL2sSxI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DrWM9MDAsWQ/s320/July+2009+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our morning rafting trip we went back to the cabin to get everyone else for the second trip.  Here some of us in the back of my Uncles truck getting ready to go rafting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361864618089704818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Smkrdjb47XI/AAAAAAAAAgc/BmV0w4n3GoU/s320/July+2009+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raft #1  My family.  Aren't we all so cute.  Bill was taking the picture so he isn't in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361864626118624466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmkreBWIhNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/dbcYjXHiTbQ/s320/July+2009+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family picture of Summer, Bill, and Lilly.  This was Lilly's first rafting trip at 5 months.  She did an awesome job.  She slept through the whole thing except for getting in and getting out.  We love our Lilly she brings soo much fun to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361864624239993074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Smkrd6WO4PI/AAAAAAAAAgk/L0zs0lQbtsE/s320/July+2009+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raft #2 Some of my Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361866451988650482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmktITPeGfI/AAAAAAAAAg0/qiGarvfhGeA/s320/July+2009+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raft #3 Grandma, Grandpa, Uncles, and more cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361866457109588146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmktImUZaLI/AAAAAAAAAg8/UtfGVvp6pAk/s320/July+2009+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We came across a rope tied to a tree that you could use to jump into the river.  I finally got brave and jumped in.  The water was freezing butt cold.  It was a lot of fun.  I'm kind of upset with myself because I had a video of Nettie and I jumping in but I deleted them when I ran out of space on my memory card.  Sorry Nettie, she was a little upset with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361866467168058242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmktJLyhe4I/AAAAAAAAAhE/z-W4hcRXdYE/s320/July+2009+171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After rafting we headed to West Yellowstone to go to a play.  We stopped at the famous resting area were fresh water comes right out of these rocks.  It is some yummy water.  Here is Nettie getting a cup full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361866470389494194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmktJXyksbI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_XMpYndMBSE/s320/July+2009+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie, Drew, and I went to the play Footloose with my Uncle Alan and his family.  It was really run to watch.  Here is a group pic outside of the playhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmktJlHEmaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/89bkxhFWXUo/s1600-h/July+2009+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361866473965132194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmktJlHEmaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/89bkxhFWXUo/s320/July+2009+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nettie and I had a wonderful weekend with the fam.  We are so glad to be so close to our extended family.  We love them all so much and enjoy spending time with them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-7237661602248955929?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7237661602248955929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/summers-family-reunion.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7237661602248955929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7237661602248955929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/summers-family-reunion.html' title='Summer&apos;s Family Reunion'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SmklM9EGDmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/6oBrzK0q5lU/s72-c/July+2009+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-4965481565628580301</id><published>2009-07-12T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:58:56.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is nice to live in the big city and have the mountains so close to us.  On Saturday Nettie and a group of her coworkers decided to go hiking up Big Cottonwood Canyon to Lake Mary.  Here is a group pic of all of us before the hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766324294456674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcFdUfFWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kI3KDN6W2y8/s320/July+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started to sprinkle at the very first of our hike.  We were glad it only lasted for a few minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766331449022706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcF3-RGPI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JhCG2jd9P3A/s320/July+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found some big boulders back in some trees and decided it was a great place to take a group pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766338316320162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcGRjjvaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/x6lVEhcgJ04/s320/hike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This hike was pretty steep.  We decided to climb this boulder and show everyone what kind of superwomen we really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767030132909106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcuixfJDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PLK8KvOZHgo/s320/hike+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sister pic by the tiny little bridge we had to cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766828798184226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Slqci0vjCyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/6YFd40T1G_Y/s320/hike+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to walk in a stream for a little bit so we stopped to take a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766839278619810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcjbyRzKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kQ5tDUX_ZN8/s320/hike+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we were hiking we ran into people that kept telling us that there was a moose at Dog Lake.  We were going to go to Lake Mary but after hearing about the moose we decided to take a little detour to check our this moose.  Below is a picture of the moose.  The picture doesn't do it justice but we were to scared to get any closer.  But it was a huge moose!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766818390309746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqciN-He3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/aLFrLf9gwD8/s320/hike+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A quick pic of Dog Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766827325057538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcivQU6gI/AAAAAAAAAck/PBI8MkSLOTY/s320/hike+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hike was very petty.  I had to take some pics of the scenery.  Here is a little waterfall we saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqdXuATXSI/AAAAAAAAAds/9az2VXpUjbk/s1600-h/July+2009+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767737522478370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqdXuATXSI/AAAAAAAAAds/9az2VXpUjbk/s320/July+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here was a look out spot.  It was soooo very very pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqdXHCfl6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/8OnriVf3Uss/s1600-h/July+2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767727062685602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqdXHCfl6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/8OnriVf3Uss/s320/July+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally arrived to Lake Mary after stopping to take pictures every 10 minutes.  I think it took us a hour and half to get to Lake Mary and it was only a mile hike.  Here is a picture of Lake Mary our final destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766848787628530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Slqcj_NZwfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XBJPr1nHu1w/s320/hike+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We had a little picnic at Lake Mary.  Thanks Mary for making us all PB&amp;amp;J sandwiches they were soooo YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767045457291922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Slqcvb3GqpI/AAAAAAAAAdU/z3Y0tCV78as/s320/hike+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The three amiga picture, Nettie, Mary, and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqdWrSLqdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/S06HjJqNXHM/s1600-h/July+2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357767025597549362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcuR4LCzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/S9k484aOZ7Q/s320/hike9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nettie and I had a lot of fun with Nettie's coworkers.  They are so fun and hilarious.  We are excited to go hiking with them again soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-4965481565628580301?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4965481565628580301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/lake-mary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/4965481565628580301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/4965481565628580301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/lake-mary.html' title='Lake Mary'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlqcFdUfFWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kI3KDN6W2y8/s72-c/July+2009+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-7406837762473892108</id><published>2009-07-08T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:59:38.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of July!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Fourth of July was one busy day.  There is nothing like being in good old Soda Springs on the Fourth of July.  Our day started out at 7 am.  Summer, Nettie, and I walked the 5k this year while Bill ran the 5k.  Here is a pic of us girls before our long walk.  Hopefully next year we will be able to run it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356262900336565506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVEuqoqHQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/PDDqDr4HeQ8/s320/Fourth+of+July+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bill ran the whole 5k and then ran back to walk with us and take pictures.  He caught up to us a little after we passed the 2 mile mark.  I'm glad he found us so he could take pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356262904932075154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVEu7wUBpI/AAAAAAAAAZU/1xvMIktwxhU/s320/Fourth+of+July+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us girls crossing the finish line!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356262911862584802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVEvVkrNeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/6ptWKKvpaCU/s320/Fourth+of+July+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the 5k we drove home and got ready real fast for the parade.  Here us girls are waiting for the parade to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356262924314034514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVEwD9VQVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kO3GJTE8GnA/s320/Fourth+of+July+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to take a picture of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cardettes&lt;/span&gt;.  Nettie and I use to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cardettes&lt;/span&gt; and had to march in the parade.  The good old days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356263680431611762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVFcEtz33I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZJEXwkpTn1Q/s320/Fourth+of+July+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our home ward had a float this year.  My dad is in the activities committee and so he was over the float.  Here is the float my mom and him put together.  We missed Dad sitting by us watching the parade, but he had to pull the float.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356263688251810930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVFch2SpHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/G8ZtgFKV9SU/s320/Fourth+of+July+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the parade they have activities in the city park.  Nettie and I found the jousting and had to try it out.  Well in the picture below I knocked Nettie off her step and she came after me and pushed me off mine.  The funny part is I totally did a flip and actually landed on the grass.  Dad was a little slow in getting the picture of me falling to the ground because he was laughing so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356263713525038418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVFd__5fVI/AAAAAAAAAaE/AWTWESZ6KDE/s320/Fourth+of+July+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We haven't been golfing all year so we beg Dad to take us on the fourth of July.  Here we are snuggling up in the golf cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356263718596468338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVFeS5BXnI/AAAAAAAAAaM/_bAwstPHI9E/s320/Fourth+of+July+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The golf course was full so we had some time to play around.  Nettie told me to lay down and be the ball so she could knock me into the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356263727751226338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVFe0_r4-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZjKUeCb16kc/s320/Fourth+of+July+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to get a picture of Summer and Bill's puppies.  They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute.  They still have two boys left so if anyone wants a puppy let us know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264405053078226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGGQJB-tI/AAAAAAAAAac/OmX3o3fFZ1I/s320/Fourth+of+July+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all gathered in the back of my Uncle Alan's truck and headed to the fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264417098792482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGG9A8_iI/AAAAAAAAAak/8qZ_MWuMsd8/s320/Fourth+of+July+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of our cute little cousins.  After taking the picture they wanted to see it.  When I showed it to them they said it looked like a pizza :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264426699930754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGHgyCvII/AAAAAAAAAas/GktlcFQmv2o/s320/Fourth+of+July+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt; came for the fourth of July this year.  It was fun to have them there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264437200553362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGIH5lhZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/qCqdlL8TDx4/s320/Fourth+of+July+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had everything setup when this big dark cloud started to roll in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264450784974098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGI6gXVRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/sJpJe9z3hWU/s320/Fourth+of+July+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wind picked up so we ran for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pavilion&lt;/span&gt;.  Here we are hanging out until the rain stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264976681993666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGnhn_BcI/AAAAAAAAAbE/1eA5Co55QWY/s320/Fourth+of+July+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was down pouring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264986732348482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGoHELREI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ty7KYv_Qkog/s320/Fourth+of+July+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It cleared up and we were able to watch the fireworks.  It was freezing cold but the fireworks were awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGolaFlMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HAMa7qE8BGc/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356264994877314242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVGolaFlMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HAMa7qE8BGc/s320/Fourth+of+July+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had another great fourth of July.  Thanks Mom for all the yummy food.  We love coming home for your yummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cookin&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/759605908619602956-7406837762473892108?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7406837762473892108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7406837762473892108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7406837762473892108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SlVEuqoqHQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/PDDqDr4HeQ8/s72-c/Fourth+of+July+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-589927741622988578</id><published>2009-07-01T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:53:53.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marlies's Wedding Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday our old roommate Marlies from BYU-Idaho got married.  She has been living in Texas the past 2 year so we were excited she got married in Utah so we could go to her reception.  Here are some pics of the reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were all roommates up at BYU-I.  Toni, Autumn, Marlies, and Nettie.  We sure did have a lot of fun in Club 209.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353714404742751570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw24suVZVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xHUe9m-MnHk/s320/June+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got to see a lot of our old college friends.  Little Matt was in town he is living in Washington DC.  We were so excited to see him at the reception we haven't seen him for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353714417167922610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw25bAudbI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ellaazYnqEU/s320/June+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big Matt and his wife Jo and son Braden also came.  Little Matt and Big Matt were our FHE brothers back at BYU-I.  We could all tell funny stories about each other.  Like getting stranded at Big Judds on Little Matt's bus or running out of gas on our way to the movies in Idaho Falls with Big Matt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353714428133256498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw26D3ELTI/AAAAAAAAAYk/DYsf5W74-I4/s320/June+2009+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryan Spencer was also there.  We met Ryan through Marlies.  They grew up together in Chicago.  He would always come over for velvetta mac and cheese and have girl talk with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353715160804451026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw3ktRfYtI/AAAAAAAAAYs/b7N-Rzwfp7k/s320/June+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had all the single girls come out on the dance floor to catch the bouqet.  Toni, Nettie, and I were hoping to catch it so it would maybe be our turn next :)  Guess What she threw it towards us but over our heads.  She must have been doing some major bench presses :)  Maybe the next reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353714411714394786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw25GsgOqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IjFHvnKBMXU/s320/June+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We always have a great time with Little Matt.  He is so much fun and sure brings the best out of all of us.  He asked me to dance and from this picture you can tell he was sure showing me a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353714426567133874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw25-BrCrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U5pIIN-_B_U/s320/June+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie loves skipping around Little Matt.  I think she watched The Proposal to many times last week and thought she was Sandra Bullock chanting around the fire but instead Nettie is chanting around Little Matt :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353715164845922706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw3k8VDWZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/lFJ9GIrHzg8/s320/June+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The little boys at the reception must have thought we were beautiful because they kept giving us these roses.  We decided to take a pictures of us girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353715171766800162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw3lWHHjyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/35JBaCSzgYI/s320/June+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our BYU-I group is getting bigger as everyone is getting married.  Here is a group pic of the new addition to our BYU-I group.  I can't believe Marlies the president of Big Matts fan club married someone taller than Big Matt!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw3lh5gmjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/OoxSec7qHBk/s1600-h/June+2009+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353715174930946610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw3lh5gmjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/OoxSec7qHBk/s320/June+2009+049.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/759605908619602956-589927741622988578?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/589927741622988578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/marliess-wedding-reception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/589927741622988578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/589927741622988578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/07/marliess-wedding-reception.html' title='Marlies&apos;s Wedding Reception'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skw24suVZVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xHUe9m-MnHk/s72-c/June+2009+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-3291178502367057921</id><published>2009-06-30T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:10:44.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowabunga Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Draper opened up a new water park this summer called Cowabunga Bay.  Nettie and I have been wanting to go and decided on Saturday to go and hit up the water park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349453296318914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrq9upCOcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/HsFh1F70jE4/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a lot of fun.  They have a lazy river and then nine slides that are all connected together.  You can't climb up to a slide without getting wet.  It is like a giant playground for young and old.  They have buckets filling up and dumping on you while you are in line.  They also have water guns and hoses that you can start having a water fight with people.  I think we got in some water fights with some little kids, but it was a blast and made us feel young again.  Here is pic of us young ones :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349446687314626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrq9WBU0sI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HofoLfmMmvA/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have giant buckets that fill and and then dump tons of water on you.  We had to try this out and also get pics of us doing it.  So the next few slides is of us getting drenched by the bucket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting ready for the bucket to dump&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349458602702754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrq-CaLN6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lv2QIAUGOlo/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here it comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349462779199074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrq-R97fmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vTI7p674Kbc/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where are we??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350102150220322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrrjfz3CiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/1y85PnGON_U/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There we are.  We survived.  Britni was so excited she had to cheer for us :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350109382656242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrrj6wNQPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/pff2Qqce1cE/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The slides were also really fun except for the major wedgie at the end.  But by the end of the day we figured out how to not get to bad of a wedgie :) Here are some pics of Nettie and I coming down a slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here comes Nettie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350635082029954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkrsChItG4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/TFqn-_7IJ6k/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Splash!!! Nettie's feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350647647079730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkrsDP8cjTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ppJaoimDjtU/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie coming out of the water.  I love this picture of her hands up in the air and also the person next to her and you can only see their feet sticking straight up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkrsDnu43yI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GiJlKS1cl-I/s1600-h/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350654032666402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkrsDnu43yI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GiJlKS1cl-I/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here comes Autumn.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350120425891314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrrkj5HpfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/QykSXU3lFzI/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HOLY Splash!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350133779183218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkrrlVoytnI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rQvohTqudXM/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrrl_YLELI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ar29c8L5r5g/s1600-h/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350144983765170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrrl_YLELI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ar29c8L5r5g/s320/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a lot of fun and want to go again.  If anyone wants to go let us know and we will totally go with you. &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/759605908619602956-3291178502367057921?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3291178502367057921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/cowabunga-bay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/3291178502367057921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/3291178502367057921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/cowabunga-bay.html' title='Cowabunga Bay'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skrq9upCOcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/HsFh1F70jE4/s72-c/Cowabunga+Bay+2009+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-3684455901992456409</id><published>2009-06-29T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:31:46.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Final Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last and final day in Pensacola.  We had to do something fun and what none of us had done before.  We decided to go Parasailing.  Here is a picture of us on the boat going Parasailng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352934071127776482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SklxLTeoHOI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DHfTob1gMME/s320/Florida+2009+324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We volunteered Nettie and Russ to go first.  Here they are flying high in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352944735233781538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl64CXoLyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/amS3ePHc5G4/s320/Florida+2009+303.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Video of Nettie and Russ getting pulled back in from Parasailing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3eb1df5b32d999cc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3eb1df5b32d999cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BDBD6A70E792AFDF90DB18BC8094FDD339221AE.452914E793C85AC31AE4D4C18DAB6EF170F5356C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3eb1df5b32d999cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyTGuXNdweztotj24OuIcuZukUzI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3eb1df5b32d999cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BDBD6A70E792AFDF90DB18BC8094FDD339221AE.452914E793C85AC31AE4D4C18DAB6EF170F5356C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3eb1df5b32d999cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyTGuXNdweztotj24OuIcuZukUzI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mary and I were next.  We were scared but got brave enough to wave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352934075372018978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SklxLjSiHSI/AAAAAAAAAUM/l-V7_30fbmg/s320/Florida+2009+318.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a video of Mary and I taking off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9d332880d031e67d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d332880d031e67d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30D33F184C3FBE5551BCE6EE03D3E44EFD3AA232.3746A6B8CB555B32B42D37A086504B926D6C4D04%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d332880d031e67d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB6wBzlPnWdOzunOkUvpMD7Tc5FU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d332880d031e67d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30D33F184C3FBE5551BCE6EE03D3E44EFD3AA232.3746A6B8CB555B32B42D37A086504B926D6C4D04%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d332880d031e67d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB6wBzlPnWdOzunOkUvpMD7Tc5FU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Parasailing we went and found a place to eat on the beach.  One of my favorite things was being able to go into a restaurant and eat in your swimsuit.  I was getting use to just being in my swimsuit all day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352944742896729506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl64e6nfaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xEZMxBqZ_DM/s320/Florida+2009+302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After eating and shopping we found a little quite beach with a little pier.  Here us girls are posing on the new found pier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352944747488936386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl64wBfAcI/AAAAAAAAAU0/H9hGZ8CVSs8/s320/Florida+2009+342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again we met some friends on the pier.  We met this guy that would throw a net out and catch fish.  It was pretty cool watching him throw the net so I took a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352944754219639186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl65JGNYZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/N34jY745wqc/s320/Florida+2009+347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also found some friends that were catching crab.  Nettie got down and dirty and helped them look for crabs off of the pier.  The locals were really friendly or they saw me with a camera and wanted to be famous for the day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352944759649832226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl65dU3jSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ey5aQ-6xwv0/s320/Florida+2009+355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are our two crab friends we met.  We got to witness catching this huge crab.  They were very proud of their catch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352945567156966354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl7odhkk9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/jZ62Vv3K-J4/s320/Florida+2009+360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the day at the beach we had to make sure and go to FHE since it was Monday night.  FHE for the night was going to Joseph's parents house and watching a movie in the pool.  Nettie and I have decided we need to move out of Utah.  There was an even number of boys and girls.  That never happens :) So really if us girls weren't there visiting it would have just been the boys swimming and watching a movie.   It was a lot of fun and lets just say I was a wrinkled grape after the movie.  Below is a group picture of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352945573037471682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl7ozbl98I/AAAAAAAAAVU/3ZAIAo_tsy8/s320/Florida+2009+401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us girls got to play, play, and play some more.  Why the boys were trying to figure out the setup.  Look at how much they are concentrating on getting it to work.  Don't worry they finally got the movie on and the sound working.  It was a lot of fun and I wish I could do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352945588627504050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl7ptgi-7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/NhLa1W4CdFw/s320/Florida+2009+393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to wake up early again on Tuesday and head back to Salt Lake City.  We had a blast on our vacation and it was great to get away.  We were all sad to leave :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl8_ZQdh6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/01T1o1We1ZU/s1600-h/Florida+2009+413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352947060660078498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Skl8_ZQdh6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/01T1o1We1ZU/s320/Florida+2009+413.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/759605908619602956-3684455901992456409?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3684455901992456409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-final-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/3684455901992456409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/3684455901992456409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-final-day.html' title='Florida Final Day'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SklxLTeoHOI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DHfTob1gMME/s72-c/Florida+2009+324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-1243306653662193561</id><published>2009-06-27T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:46:46.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Day Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day four was Sunday.  So the first thing we did was go to church.  We took a Sunday picture before we left for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352254272961698306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcG519y2gI/AAAAAAAAASE/8zPr0gxNDHM/s320/Florida+2009+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After church we were lounging around waiting for lunch to cook when Mary asked us if that chair in the corner was a grown up car seat.  She said she had been wondering everyday what the heck that chair thing was in the corner.  Well the chair turned out to be a banana chair.  Mary had never seen a banana chair so we took a picture of her seating in the the grown up car seat!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352254278756571970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcG6LjZm0I/AAAAAAAAASM/JjJLcJyaDzg/s320/Florida+2009+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After lunch we headed back to the beach.  There is nothing like a Sunday nap on the beach.  Here is a picture of us girls at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352257755000502082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcKEhkid0I/AAAAAAAAATU/gVYGLefkUVg/s320/Florida+2009+281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After napping and playing in the water we decided we wanted to go and actually walk on the pier.  So here is Nettie, Mary, and Russ walking down the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352254292541932706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcG6-6FhKI/AAAAAAAAASc/DueL2soXmMc/s320/Florida+2009+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we were walking towards the pier we noticed a group of people gathered around.  So of course we had to check it out.  Guess what we saw on the beach?????  A SHARK!!!! I guess one of the fishermen caught the shark and brought it up to the beach.  Yep he got arrested.  Your not suppose to fish for shark off the pier and also not suppose to bring them up to the beach.  This was a blue shark and was about four feet long.  CRAZY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352255809452510658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcITR1wDcI/AAAAAAAAASs/C06WaREEjaE/s320/Florida+Shark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Group pic up on the pier.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352254295476654466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcG7J1x0YI/AAAAAAAAASk/ysInNDtbEUk/s320/Florida+2009+275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of the beach from the pier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352254284834306962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcG6iMce5I/AAAAAAAAASU/7qstF0cYHqA/s320/Florida+2009+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our favorite thing about walking the pier was the fishermen.  There were tons and tons of fishermen.  We came across these three guys.  They became our buddies and let us take pictures of the fish they caught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352255815601934674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcITov40VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Vs8hnob08_E/s320/Florida+2009+280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me holding up one of the bigger fishes that our favorite fishermen caught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352255822406347442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcIUCGL6rI/AAAAAAAAATE/UTV-RWJJZ3g/s320/Florida+2009+272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had these awesome fishing poles that had like 5 or more hooks on them.  I always thought you could only catch one fish at a time.  I was wrong.  I saw them catch three fish all on the same line.  So COOL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352255832799132546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcIUo0BO4I/AAAAAAAAATM/LthnF-E0dzE/s320/Florida+2009+268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my favorite picture.  This little fish jumped right out of the ocean for me to take a picture of it!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352255821205903762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcIT9n-mZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KkJmgDss1jU/s320/Florida+2009+278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every time after the beach we had to go to the community showering place.  At least that is what we called it :)  Here is Nettie rinsing the sand off of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352257764519275442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcKFFB_a7I/AAAAAAAAATc/KkRXC3tYRpM/s320/Florida+2009+283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That night after the beach we ended up going to a Chinese Buffet.  They had sushi and Nettie and I have never tried sushi.  Nettie got brave and decided to try sushi for the first time.  Here is Nettie opening wide for her sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352257768082624578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcKFSTj0EI/AAAAAAAAATk/wA7NTWOMX58/s320/Florida+2009+289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Umm I don't know about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352257772840761186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcKFkB_N2I/AAAAAAAAATs/SEv3juSPq84/s320/Florida+2009+293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This isn't very good I think I want to spit it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcKFxP3nXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H0dwmoZzxk4/s1600-h/Florida+2009+294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352257776388644210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcKFxP3nXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H0dwmoZzxk4/s320/Florida+2009+294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm glad I didn't try it.  Maybe another day I will get brave enough to try Sushi.  Stay tune for our Parasailing Pics and Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-1243306653662193561?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1243306653662193561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-four.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/1243306653662193561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/1243306653662193561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-four.html' title='Florida Day Four'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkcG519y2gI/AAAAAAAAASE/8zPr0gxNDHM/s72-c/Florida+2009+253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-935869067913437313</id><published>2009-06-25T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:08:16.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Day Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; The third day in Florida was an adventure. We decided to drive to New Orleans because it was only a 3 and half hour drive. On our drive we drove through four different states and got to experience what each state was like. I took pictures of the State Signs and then a few as we drove through it so I could remember what they were like. The first state was Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351419018944177058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQPPqRv46I/AAAAAAAAAPE/mwd9_ySO9Ik/s320/Florida+2009+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Right before you got to the Mobile, AL you had to first cross this long bridge and then at the very end you go through a tunnel. Here is a picture of the tunnel. On our way back it wasn't as busy so we all held our breath and Russ honked his horn all they way through. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351428122263153714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQXhiyH7DI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wMpWkwOzFsU/s320/Florida+2009+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The next state was Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351508833316654466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkRg7i40TYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1SDHWm9EoLI/s320/Florida+2009+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thing I remember about Mississippi was trees, trees and more trees. It felt like we were driving in a tunnel of trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351422481980494946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQSZPF8lGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/imEH48sOj-g/s320/Florida+2009+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I remember is the awesome Outlet Mall it had. We convinced Russ our Taxi driver to stop on our way back so we could go to the Coach store.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351427543320820450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQW_2Dg-uI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1bW7hDTMz3g/s320/Florida+2009+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The next state was Louisiana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351419022948419042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQPP5MbxeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/7lKsbR0PdSk/s320/Florida+2009+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louisiana had some cool looking bridges. The one below is really really long. The scary part was they were building a new bridge to the side of this bridge. It kind of scared us to think they were building a new bridge to replace the old one we were driving on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351422469175179778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQSYfY6-gI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9ADXfnCcjG0/s320/Florida+2009+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These two bridges were scary too. The were really tall and it was kind of freaky driving on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351422482907911394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQSZSjD1OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/opmkUHKako0/s320/Florida+2009+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to take a pictures of some of the buildings. I don't' know if this apartment complex was destroyed by Hurricane Katrina and just never was worth to fix. But there was a lot of building and houses that looked like this. It kind of made me feel bad for New Orleans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351422489271695538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQSZqQTeLI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5cA9MuP5K54/s320/Florida+2009+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of the main reasons we went to New Orleans was to go on an Alligator Air Boat ride. Here are some pics of our HOT Alligator adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351423784586579346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQTlDrcDZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/m4-zvRZJ3po/s320/Florida+2009+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a picture of the swamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351423806696227842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQTmWCyhAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2iE_WOvizJ8/s320/Florida+2009+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the first alligator we saw. She was heading right for us. On our side of the boat. Nettie and I we scared to death. I think I was pretty much sitting on the ladies lap next to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351423794924870994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQTlqMR3VI/AAAAAAAAAQU/IgwlVTxUQlc/s320/Florida+2009+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a tour guide feeding the Alligator. Guess What?? Did you know Alligators like marshmallows. Ya I didn't know that. But the Alligator ate a whole bag of Marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351423801678104434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQTmDWYB3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/mfJNezPKxEo/s320/Florida+2009+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is a video of the tour guide feeding the Alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bbd2153afc37b57e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbd2153afc37b57e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D4199C756F5BEDA61E40F3949FB676EAD4B4FE5.430ED5FAF23CA09B2229C5919D5193D52C9406ED%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbd2153afc37b57e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5nsHK-fppH9LoKI2zl11LKXLZ30&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbd2153afc37b57e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D4199C756F5BEDA61E40F3949FB676EAD4B4FE5.430ED5FAF23CA09B2229C5919D5193D52C9406ED%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbd2153afc37b57e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5nsHK-fppH9LoKI2zl11LKXLZ30&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Are tour guide decided he wanted to catch one of the alligators. Here is the video of him catching the alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eaffb88d25df357d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deaffb88d25df357d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B7031C865AA20ADA8C9CF7BC450080ED01213A7.53C821905DDE85C9080F73C06037BB8664CC81AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deaffb88d25df357d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbplAPGczr6Adj8PAut1rX-DBKXw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deaffb88d25df357d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B7031C865AA20ADA8C9CF7BC450080ED01213A7.53C821905DDE85C9080F73C06037BB8664CC81AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deaffb88d25df357d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbplAPGczr6Adj8PAut1rX-DBKXw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Alligator he caught. It was scary the guide was talking and the alligator was hissing. Nettie and Mary were in the front row but they both were standing on there seats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQTm-HVhdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dloJaRXmPBA/s1600-h/Florida+2009+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351423817452717522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQTm-HVhdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dloJaRXmPBA/s320/Florida+2009+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a group picture that we took after our 2 hour HOT adventure out in the swamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351506490857501394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkRezMjCMtI/AAAAAAAAARE/pvWc7zxvWl8/s320/Florida+Alligator.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After the Alligator adventure we went back into New Orleans and had to stop by Bourbon Street. I will have to say I really don't need to ever go back to this place. It was stinky, nasty, and 100% times worse then Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351507670226023122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkRf32CZstI/AAAAAAAAARM/UcwnVN1UnXs/s320/Florida+2009+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Nettie, Mary, and Russ posing real fast on Bourbon Street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351507676208755522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkRf4MUy80I/AAAAAAAAARU/Y2AcSkSpmpk/s320/Florida+2009+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here are some Mardi Gras Beads. Of course we had to buy some beads for souvenirs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351510950830472034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkRi2zPc-2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/8z6Q2TvDGi0/s320/Florida+2009+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is pic of us girls at the corner of Canal Street and Bourbon Street.  We were wearing our newly purchased beads but you can't really see them that great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351507687461572178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkRf42PrTlI/AAAAAAAAARk/1_XrD9Kpfgc/s320/Florida+2009+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had an exhausting day if you can't tell by me and Mary's face.  Nettie is just showing her happy smile that we were waiting for the truck so we could start our journey back to Florida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351507694640079042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkRf5Q_KoMI/AAAAAAAAARs/d9zWAv6C2PA/s320/Florida+2009+241.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Don't worry I didn't forget to take a picture of the Florida State Sign.  It was dark so I made Russ stop and spotlight it so we could see it.  It turned out to be a really cool looking picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351419032375130322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQPQcT7-NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zkalQi00IfE/s320/Florida+2009+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Saturday was a long but very fun day.  I was so glad we went and did the alligator thing and also got to drive through three different states.  I now can say I have been to Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana.&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/759605908619602956-935869067913437313?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bbd2153afc37b57e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eaffb88d25df357d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/935869067913437313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/935869067913437313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/935869067913437313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-three.html' title='Florida Day Three'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkQPPqRv46I/AAAAAAAAAPE/mwd9_ySO9Ik/s72-c/Florida+2009+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-8488939009251981179</id><published>2009-06-24T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:10:48.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Day Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day Two of Florida was beach day.  We woke up pretty early and was sitting around just talking when all of a sudden the apartment alarm started going off.  It was soo loud and annoying we were wondering what turned it on and also trying to figure out how to turn it off.  We were so confused why did it start going off when Mary says well I pushed this button before it started going off.  Once we looked closely at the button it said push for emergency only :)  So Mary set the alarm off.  We had to have the maintenance guy come over and turn the alarm off for us.  So here is a pic with Mary and the button she pushed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115457437771250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL7KDiuJfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VPaDHdg2cBM/s320/Florida+2009+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we figured out the alarm we got ready and headed to the beach. Here is Nettie and Mary excited to go to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115464284171106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL7KdDB62I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QrcniYwOrfU/s320/Florida+2009+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is  a picture of Nettie, Mary, and Russ at the beach.  It was so pretty (white sand and green water)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115465857357890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL7Ki6G2EI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aPV-MaicCyE/s320/Florida+2009+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mary and I at the beach.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115471372631858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL7K3dDPzI/AAAAAAAAAM0/DV71-5lOTWA/s320/Florida+2009+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a nice setup on the beach.  Thanks Russ for being so thoughtful and buying us some shade!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115481266754914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL7LcT_lWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SmEmpLUDvWs/s320/Florida+2009+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when you go to the beach you have to play in the sand.  Nettie bought some bubbles and she had a hay day with them.  Her is a pic with Nettie and her bubbles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351119118620666226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL-fKgvqXI/AAAAAAAAANs/nzDDnO-3DX8/s320/Florida+2009+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Nettie was trying to build and sand castle Russ and I buried Mary in the Sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351119128112160626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL-ft3sX3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/h56SlGsthek/s320/Florida+2009+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After burying Mary in the sand we decided to help Nettie with the Sand Castle, but in the end we ended up making me turn into Ursula.  Below is a pic of me guarding the somewhat little Sand Castle Nettie had started to build.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351119130177670898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL-f1kJjvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/6zQeyb71Gxg/s320/Florida+2009+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After playing in the sand we decided to take a little walk down to the pier.  Below is a picture of Nettie and Russ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351119136338362514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL-gMg-QJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/CPr4GBan1PQ/s320/Florida+2009+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mary and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351119143737021794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL-goE81WI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OE3F-OiDffM/s320/Florida+2009+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After taking pictures we noticed this giant water slide out on the beach.  We had to go check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351121187505416210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkMAXltTqBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NjGRsM0In5k/s320/Florida+2009+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After watching a few people go down we decided we needed to try the slide out.  Here is Nettie going down the slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351121190696852434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkMAXxmNG9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/POtSUDntW9E/s320/Florida+2009+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Autumn going down the slide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351121199455284402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkMAYSOYLLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1csxw_lq_24/s320/Florida+2009+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the slide we decided we needed to go back to our little beach station to make sure no one stole our stuff :) As we were walking back we stopped and watched a skim boarder.  I guess in the Gulf they don't get big waves so they really can't surf so they have to skim board.  I had never heard of it before but the guy below was pretty good at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkMAZDQQc2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/knADXgVjT94/s1600-h/Florida+2009+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351121212616504162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkMAZDQQc2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/knADXgVjT94/s320/Florida+2009+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After watching the skim boarder we continued our walk back to our beach station when we came across someone catching a fish off of the pier.  The fish was so big he had to walk it all the way up to the beach.  We were right there when he got it to the beach so I got to take a quick picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkMAYvFXpnI/AAAAAAAAAOs/VnMPxfdZH78/s1600-h/Florida+2009+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351121207202129522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkMAYvFXpnI/AAAAAAAAAOs/VnMPxfdZH78/s320/Florida+2009+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the end of Day Two.  Tomorrow I will be blogging about our New Orleans trip.&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/759605908619602956-8488939009251981179?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8488939009251981179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8488939009251981179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8488939009251981179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-two.html' title='Florida Day Two'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkL7KDiuJfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VPaDHdg2cBM/s72-c/Florida+2009+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-4861919811014235836</id><published>2009-06-23T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:12:50.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie, Mary, and I decided we wanted to go on a little vacation this summer.  We all wanted to go to a beach place.  The first place on our list was Hawaii but that was a little pricey.  So Nettie and I started thinking of where all our college friends were at these days.  Our one friend Russ is doing an internship in Pensacola, FL and we decided that would be a great place to go on vacation.  I took over 400 plus pictures on our Florida trip, so I have decided to break it down and post day by day what we did so you can see more pics.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We left bright and early last Thursday.  Here us girls our on the plane excited for our vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739394361424626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlITaZ-vI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Hs_OhKoJBeY/s320/Florida+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They served us some yummy breakfast.  Milk, cereal, and a bannana.  I have never been on an airplane that served you breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739400707397570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlIrDZ18I/AAAAAAAAAK0/wTYUS6ju9S4/s320/Florida+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first stop in Pensacola was the Naval Museum.  The Blue Angels come from Pensacola.  The first thing you see when you walk into the Museum are the Blue Angel planes that you can sit in.  This is me being a Blue Angel for a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739414797361314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlJfitoKI/AAAAAAAAALE/chaS9UF57u0/s320/Florida+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Group pic of us being funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739402287268738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlIw8Ew4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/40nc5DhbFFs/s320/Florida+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had fun toys we could go sit on and pretend like we were little kids again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739416451160914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlJltAm1I/AAAAAAAAALM/JFgsi73P3Wo/s320/Florida+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing that scares me about the Ocean are sharks.  So when I saw this airplane I had to get a picture of me getting eatin by a shark :)  The Naval Museum was really neat and lots of fun.  We didn't get to spend much time there.  But I would recommend going if you ever go to Pensacola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740122039541330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlyqOY3lI/AAAAAAAAALU/OO73IiHyPZ8/s320/Florida+2009+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So as we were driving around the Naval base we found this nature trail.  We decided to take a little walk since it was only a half mile.  Little did we realize that when it is 95 degrees outside and 100% humidity that we would be sweating hot by the time we went a half mile :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740132034188498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlzPdTFNI/AAAAAAAAALc/zseQ24bk-uU/s320/Florida+2009+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to stop and rest in the shade a few times because it got sooooo hot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740132627221186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlzRqsCsI/AAAAAAAAALk/5jVduK09AwU/s320/Florida+2009+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie found this really neat looking tree.  The boys and her decided to climb it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740137980731970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlzlnEIkI/AAAAAAAAALs/LVgdg1y_nNY/s320/Florida+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The beach wasn't on the agenda for today but we really wanted to see a beach since we were in Florida.  So Russ our taxi driver :)  Let us stop and see a beach for a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740148012133922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGl0K-vLiI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pD1K4SX-Dyc/s320/Florida+2009+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next on the list was Music in the Park.  Every Thurday night in Pensacola they have music in the park.  It was really fun just hanging out, talking, playing games, and listening to music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350742856839215106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGoR2JcOAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/caVJoct2gv8/s320/Florida+2009+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We even tried some Fried Oreos.  They are pretty YUMMY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350742863286193874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGoSOKhTtI/AAAAAAAAAME/GBImQOc2LpU/s320/Florida+2009+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Music in the Park we went to an Irish Pub.  It was a pretty cool place.  They had dollar bills hanging everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350742864638905986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGoSTNCDoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nw8NhBjxaxM/s320/Florida+2009+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I guess Thursday night is Ladies Night at the Pub.  Which means girls drink free.  Our waiter kept asking us what we wanted to drink and we kept telling him just water.  He seemed a little surprised.  I think he asked us like four times to make sure we didn't change our mind or something.  So instead of drinking this is what we do to fit in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71efc8d890061124" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71efc8d890061124%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D644BF61F3AB0C0118FE35A01C0824577400AB130.5B7006F3D99243425FFFC2BF82CBB507E3AEA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71efc8d890061124%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPHHXOc0UAuHZZStowYqYtTcbBYk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71efc8d890061124%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D644BF61F3AB0C0118FE35A01C0824577400AB130.5B7006F3D99243425FFFC2BF82CBB507E3AEA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71efc8d890061124%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPHHXOc0UAuHZZStowYqYtTcbBYk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before you leave the Pub you have to sign and hang up your own dollar to add to the collection.  Here us girls our posing with our dollars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGoS3fhEvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YZZGovz-2KU/s1600-h/Florida+2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350742874380112626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGoS3fhEvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YZZGovz-2KU/s320/Florida+2009+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ends our first day in Pensacola. We were super tired by the end of the night.  I was surviving on only three hours of sleep.  I never gotten ready for bed so fast in my life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-4861919811014235836?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=71efc8d890061124&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4861919811014235836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/4861919811014235836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/4861919811014235836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-day-one.html' title='Florida Day One'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SkGlITaZ-vI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Hs_OhKoJBeY/s72-c/Florida+2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-7880360281131429604</id><published>2009-06-21T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:36:39.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie, Mary, and I are still in Florida!!!  We are having a blast and trying to stay out of trouble.  We will be back in Utah on Tuesday.  I will start posting picture then!!!  Stay Tune for some great pics :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-7880360281131429604?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/7880360281131429604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7880360281131429604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/7880360281131429604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/florida-update.html' title='Florida Update!!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-6104473298287723080</id><published>2009-06-16T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:32:02.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockland 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year since my Mom was a little girl her parents took her camping up Rockland Canyon.  That family tradition is still going today.  It is always fun to get with my Mom's side of the family and go camping.  Below are pictures of our Rockland Trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Parents bought a new trailer this year.  It was really nice and I recommend trailer camping to everyone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348124358430540722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaxLbdw7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/71eckYkQ_nQ/s320/June+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday night we hungout in my parents trailer and played Battleship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348122825156562226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhZX7idjTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lMD05I_m2eE/s320/June+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday was a pretty eventful day.  Saturday was free fishing day.  So the first thing we did was went fishing.  Here is a picture of us girls fishing.  The only thing we caught was some twig fishes :)  Both Mary and I lost our hooks.  Sorry Dad!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348122833422927378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhZYaVURhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QIAGTJnYp24/s320/June+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though we didn't catch anything we all still had smiles!!!  Don't look to close this is the second day of camping!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348122838052314370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhZYrlDHQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lLCNuxV6m4Q/s320/June+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next thing on the list was to take Mary on a four wheeler ride.  Mary has never been on a four wheeler.  I'm glad I got to take her on her first ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348122847732777746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhZZPpDQxI/AAAAAAAAAIc/b0gkgUi-tsI/s320/June+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is some scenery from the four wheeler ride.  It was really pretty and green up in the mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348122853080816946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhZZjkH3TI/AAAAAAAAAIk/l1orYU-y0dE/s320/June+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the four wheeler ride we went swimming at Indian Springs.  I would have to say this was the best part of camping because I was able to take a nice hot shower and wash up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348123613243497922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaFzZB3cI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Sx_5oSrvPHM/s320/June+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to pile all the little kids in the back of Bill's truck and take a picture of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348123624647497826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaGd39GGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VULnRnQKSyA/s320/June+2009+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday night the older kids played some Liars Dice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348123629216259938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaGu5O32I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PmrkJloxrws/s320/June+2009+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The younger kids played some Red Rover.  Notice that Bill and Drew are labeled as the younger kids :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348123635604710386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaHGsW4_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/7afH_ffru8s/s320/June+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While we were playing games a raccoon came into camp.  This picture doesn't do it justice.  It was huge!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348123639903870386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaHWtW3bI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8luiT-nfBvw/s320/June+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 3 of Camping.  Don't look to close!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348124344040518562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhawV0nc6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/disGHE_grnE/s320/June+2009+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started raining Sunday after breakfast.  So we hungout in the trailer and played some games.  I decided to see how many cups I could hold up to my face.  This pictures is so Nettie wouldn't kill me about Mr. Napkin Head below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348124350101845026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhawsZv9CI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OU2t_-t5jkY/s320/June+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Headed up to go shooting.  Little Wayne loves the four wheeler so I took him up with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348124362687259106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaxbSWIeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_y6VfkX4pKE/s320/June+2009+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Setting up targets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348124365248096802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sjhaxk05aiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/D3CjsH1ee2A/s320/June+2009+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What gun should I choose??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sjhbm6VO3rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-0Du5Qas5oM/s1600-h/June+2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348125281553931954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sjhbm6VO3rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-0Du5Qas5oM/s320/June+2009+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute grandpa!!  I Love you Grandpa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sjhbb02NmII/AAAAAAAAAKc/5IwqRbJ8jUI/s1600-h/June+2009+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348125091103086722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sjhbb02NmII/AAAAAAAAAKc/5IwqRbJ8jUI/s320/June+2009+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are ready to start shooting some guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhbbX4zEmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/4A2vIM6B7p8/s1600-h/June+2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348125083329303138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhbbX4zEmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/4A2vIM6B7p8/s320/June+2009+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nettie shooting Bills new gun an AR15.  I think that is what it is called??  I loved this gun it was really fun to shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhbbJG3whI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3slkqqguTeg/s1600-h/June+2009+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348125079361798674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhbbJG3whI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3slkqqguTeg/s320/June+2009+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Grandpa has a gun that the Germans used in WWII.  I think it is called an AMM Moser or something like that.  This gun is really really loud and kicks pretty good.  My arm was sore the next day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sjhba1V0e7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/3TPGtNYiFL8/s1600-h/June+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348125074055789490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Sjhba1V0e7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/3TPGtNYiFL8/s320/June+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us girls shooting in a row.  I think we all are shooting 22's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhbaX3h8iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/STYyrtg-KIU/s1600-h/June+2009+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348125066144117282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhbaX3h8iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/STYyrtg-KIU/s320/June+2009+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love camping in Rockland.  We have so much fun every year.  Until next year!!&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/759605908619602956-6104473298287723080?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6104473298287723080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/rockland-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/6104473298287723080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/6104473298287723080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/rockland-2009.html' title='Rockland 2009'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhaxLbdw7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/71eckYkQ_nQ/s72-c/June+2009+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-546383701486678331</id><published>2009-06-16T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:41:59.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers are Answered!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a short story to tell you about the family dogs.  My Parents went camping up Rockland on Thursday.  Thursday night about ten o'clock the dogs escaped from the trailer and wandered off.  My parents searched until one in the morning looking for them.  It rained most of the night Thursday.  Friday at one in the afternoon I got a phone call from my mom asking to pick up Drew (our younger brother) before coming up to Rockland.  At the end of the conversation I asked my Mom how was there first night in the trailer.  She said horrible and she would let me know when we got camping and then hung up the phone.  I was a nervous wreck at work after that I was trying to figure out what could have happened.  The dogs popped into my mind.  My mom then called me back and the first question I asked was how are the dogs?  My mom started crying and said not good.  They ran away.  I started crying at work.  I love my dogs.  She said they still hadn't found them but that they had put up missing letters at the post office and store in Rockland.  She said it has been raining really bad all day.  Well I cried all the way home and all the way up camping.  I just kept thinking my dogs were dead.  I think I prayed about five or more times that day driving to camp.  When we got to camp my Dad and I went on a walk.  I think he wanted to get my mind off the dogs.  What a great Dad.  I just couldn't imagine them wandering so far away.  They are just little house dogs that had never slept outside.  That night before bed I prayed that we would found our dogs.  That night I had a dream that my grandma found the dogs.  The next morning as we were having breakfast we were talking and about six people (Mom, Nettie, Me, Drew, Stephanie, and Grandma) all had dreams we found the dogs.  After breakfast I wanted to go into town and see if anyone had called about the dogs (you don't get cell phone service up camping).  As my dad and I were headed to the car we ran into some campers.  My Dad asked if they had seen our dogs.  To our surprise they had.  They saw them Friday afternoon.  I got so excited and ran and told my Mom.  Everyone in camp started walking down all the many different roads in camp calling and yelling for the dogs.  Not even 5 min into the search we found Max and Daisy walking down the road toward us.  I'm soooo grateful we found our dogs.  I LOVE them sooo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348116086466557682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhTPr9kNvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1qDcULBXT64/s320/June+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a pic of Daisy and Max resting after their rescue.  They were missing for a total of 36 hours.  They were pretty dirty, exhausted, burrs all over,  and we found tics on both of them other than that they were fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhTPxVCxWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/t8pt7XCnhqQ/s1600-h/June+2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348116087907206498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhTPxVCxWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/t8pt7XCnhqQ/s320/June+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a pic of Daisy tied up.  We didn't want them wandering off again.  I'm so grateful that our many prayers were answered this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-546383701486678331?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/546383701486678331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayers-are-answered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/546383701486678331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/546383701486678331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayers-are-answered.html' title='Prayers are Answered!!!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SjhTPr9kNvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1qDcULBXT64/s72-c/June+2009+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-3286853296085874020</id><published>2009-06-07T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:52:34.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Real Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie and I have been wanting to go to a soccer game in the new Rio Tinto Stadium in Sandy, and I also have wanted to see David Archuleta in concert. I found out on Thursday that David was going to be singing the National Anthem at the soccer game and also giving a mini concert afterwards. So after hearing this I totally wanted to go to the game. The only hard part was getting tickets. The game was pretty much sold out because they were having Air Force week and having a fly by before the game and of course everyone LOVES David Archuleta :) Don't worry we lucked out and got tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie, Mary, and I before the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745367311384546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZmAmCf-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/TgFchTU82fs/s320/June+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We thought it was interesting they were watering the grass before the game so I took a picture. Who would have thought they would want the grass wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745373628578290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZmYILOfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bpiWWBv47qU/s320/June+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie and I made it on the jumbo screen. Can you see us?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745378879473298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZmrsFhpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dveI5mvFf-8/s320/June+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With it being Air Force Week here in Utah they had people jump out of an airplane and land in the middle of the soccer field. One of the jumpers had the US flag attached to him. It was pretty cool to watch him fly into the stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745383807866002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZm-DG1JI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TJPmWo0izqc/s320/June+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flying into the stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745387228427474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZnKyodNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dIe3cVfytdk/s320/June+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost landed. I think it is cool that they were able to land right in the middle of the stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745750242650450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZ8TH96VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/p9Tf9l8ttKk/s320/June+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;David sang the National Anthem. I recorded it to share with everyone. He did an amazing job. I don't have a steady hand so sorry for the shaking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-151bc8fa45d20643" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D151bc8fa45d20643%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40B6044D28A5896A8969D433B264ADFA17F41B29.28FA2F559CC3885DA41936F8672E3CE50872626E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D151bc8fa45d20643%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVqYHjSMmmj457EY0N3c9AmJf2o0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D151bc8fa45d20643%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40B6044D28A5896A8969D433B264ADFA17F41B29.28FA2F559CC3885DA41936F8672E3CE50872626E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D151bc8fa45d20643%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVqYHjSMmmj457EY0N3c9AmJf2o0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The soccer players. It ended in a tie 1-1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745751271850322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZ8W9WQVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NubAbU9-GjQ/s320/June+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the game David came back out and sang four songs for us. We were a little worried the concert wouldn't happen because some big black clouds were coming in. Luckily they went around us and David was able to put on a mini concert. It was really good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745753778265314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZ8gS7HOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CUFrQyE7EXQ/s320/June+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Video of David singing Crush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-83cd9a8b7bc15318" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83cd9a8b7bc15318%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22A81CE15F8B6CD274284140B4CEFA7A5C2E8B06.1C885D8E36E75B3CE2303D119C0184DE4223DAA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83cd9a8b7bc15318%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnoCmq7SXOg6wrT8pi2Wic4TgGww&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83cd9a8b7bc15318%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22A81CE15F8B6CD274284140B4CEFA7A5C2E8B06.1C885D8E36E75B3CE2303D119C0184DE4223DAA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83cd9a8b7bc15318%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnoCmq7SXOg6wrT8pi2Wic4TgGww&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mary and Nettie taking a pose as we left the Stadium. We all got those matching little back packs for free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745762273689554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZ8_8Y_9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/y1ytgwnxsqE/s320/June+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a picture of this but I wanted to mention how cool it was to be able to see two temples from the stadium. When it got dark you could see both the Jordan River and the new Oquirrh Mountain Temple lit up. It was sooooooo pretty and made me really appreciate that I live in Utah where there is temples all around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie probably is going to kill me for this but I had to post this picture. If you have watched the movie Holiday you will know this is Nettie being Mr. Napkin Head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745766572000994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZ9P9MBuI/AAAAAAAAAHs/e87NGviaN6o/s320/June+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-3286853296085874020?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=151bc8fa45d20643&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=83cd9a8b7bc15318&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/3286853296085874020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/soccer-real-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/3286853296085874020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/3286853296085874020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/06/soccer-real-game.html' title='Soccer Real Game'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SixZmAmCf-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/TgFchTU82fs/s72-c/June+2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-8334910523758753956</id><published>2009-05-31T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:02:29.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOW Saturday was one exciting thing after another. We were invited to go to our friend Tyler's House for a BBQ. He lives in Woods Cross so as we were driving there we came across a rain storm. I-15 was covered in water and we all were driving about 50 mph when we came across a thick patch of water. As I drove through it water splashed up from my tires and the car next to us had its window rolled down. As they passed us they were laughing and wiping their faces off because I drenched them with water. OOPS!! But seriously who leaves there window down when it is raining outside. Here is a pic of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155977184922802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMmjqrWTLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bgRePz0TmPY/s320/May+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a lot of fun at Tyler's BBQ. Nettie and I got brave and had Tyler give us rides on his motorcylce. Here are some pics and video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler and Autumn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155978638999410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMmjwGBv3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/5clyfPJ3atk/s320/May+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Video of Autumn's Motorcyler ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-20f45d2f187dca4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D020f45d2f187dca4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16A48D041F1C31DA9ADD589BA295048107BC6E8B.33CCA3438CE20DC44D33D2FB5D96302AE25C1527%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20f45d2f187dca4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJd8rDBzEKsULI4KRv4jSDBFjXss&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D020f45d2f187dca4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16A48D041F1C31DA9ADD589BA295048107BC6E8B.33CCA3438CE20DC44D33D2FB5D96302AE25C1527%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20f45d2f187dca4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJd8rDBzEKsULI4KRv4jSDBFjXss&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and Nettie &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155983969884050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMmkD9Al5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/t317l0xAeqU/s320/May+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Video of Nettie's Motorcyle ride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-53011e0e6a878c46" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53011e0e6a878c46%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1461B036D7A5ADE45BCAF09439461DDBA86EB07A.7C2308332EC98BDD5F116946749FAEA5C60711A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53011e0e6a878c46%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_WJQZ4I6COjZsUKKwGMuQnIJphM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53011e0e6a878c46%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1461B036D7A5ADE45BCAF09439461DDBA86EB07A.7C2308332EC98BDD5F116946749FAEA5C60711A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53011e0e6a878c46%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_WJQZ4I6COjZsUKKwGMuQnIJphM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nettie had a little run in with the Motorcycle. As she was getting off of it her leg touched the exhaust pipes and she got burnt. Here are some pics of Nettie and her burnt leg. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Autumn was so kind and brought Nettie some ice to rub on the burn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155995162291858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMmktpfLpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/36_BBtQNUq0/s320/May+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nettie showing us how she got burnt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155999348068210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMmk9PdD3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/gQhqjdc5lJ4/s320/May+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what her leg looks like today. This picture doesn't do it justice. It looks worse in person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342166710346529858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMwUa0fPEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U3DJs3ey2Bc/s320/May+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Since we were in Woods Cross Nettie and I remembered about a place that has yummy ice cream in Bountiful. We were so close so we took the girls to get ice cream at Nielsen's Frozen Custard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342156378840501682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMm7C9gDbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Uq38gMXN9MQ/s320/May+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nettie wasn't in the above picture so I had to get one of her too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342156374046166594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMm6xGcTkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/M3yOLjIhmgc/s320/May+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next story I tell you might shock some people, but don't worry we are smart girls and wouldn't do anything to dangerous. As we were driving back from Bountiful Nettie and Britni tell me to slow down because there are three boys in the car next to us. So I slowed down so they could catch up. They were staring at us and wanted us to roll down the window. Nettie not being shy rolled down her window and they asked her for her phone number. Nettie gave them her number and I drove off. A few seconds later she realizes she gave them a wrong number and wants me to slow down so they could catch up. I did and they caught up and was like hey that didn't work, so they gave us their number. At this time we were going 45mph in the car pool lane. I think we ticked a few people off :) Well we ended up going to Jordan Commons and meeting these boys. They were a little to young for us but it was fun to talk and take pictures with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie wanted us to document that she got a guys number on the freeway :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342156386639098850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMm7gA1M-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/QdbOvljV4z0/s320/May+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a group picture of us and the guys we met on the freeway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342156392575334930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMm72II-hI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mD9EJ8FsuNc/s320/May+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were really funny and Nettie and one of them decided to do a funny picture. So here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMm8JRzM8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/EWXve-92u1Y/s1600-h/May+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342156397716124610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMm8JRzM8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/EWXve-92u1Y/s320/May+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long post. We just had a lot of pictures to share for a Saturday night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-8334910523758753956?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=20f45d2f187dca4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=53011e0e6a878c46&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8334910523758753956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-night-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8334910523758753956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8334910523758753956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-night-fun.html' title='Saturday Night Fun'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiMmjqrWTLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bgRePz0TmPY/s72-c/May+2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-1852912280897909555</id><published>2009-05-30T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:23:41.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official I'm a Utah Driver!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago I (Autumn) bought myself a new car.  I got a 2007 Honda Accord.  I love me new car.  My old 2001 Honda Accord went to my little brother Drew.  I went home memorial weekend and Drew is loving his new car.  He has already turned it into a boy car and has hung his snowboarding goggles in the rear view mirror.  The only sad thing about getting a new car was I had to get Utah License Plates.  I'm sooooo sad to get rid of my Idaho Plates.  I'm proud to be from Idaho and actually sad to have Utah Plates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Autumn's new car with Utah Plates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiG998Qh_WI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kWBar-8Ggk4/s1600-h/May+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341759504883252578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiG998Qh_WI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kWBar-8Ggk4/s320/May+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Autumn's New Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiG99THZ_uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9h0aOLKr1zA/s1600-h/May+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341759493839126242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiG99THZ_uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9h0aOLKr1zA/s320/May+2009+007.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/759605908619602956-1852912280897909555?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/1852912280897909555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-official-im-utah-driver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/1852912280897909555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/1852912280897909555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-official-im-utah-driver.html' title='It&apos;s Official I&apos;m a Utah Driver!'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiG998Qh_WI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kWBar-8Ggk4/s72-c/May+2009+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-5750289771568701202</id><published>2009-05-30T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:56:11.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since Nettie and I have gotten so good on the BBQ we decided to invite some friend over to show them our skills. We invited some old friends from BYU-I. Britni came up from Provo with her roommate Kendra. Then Diane also came up with her two adorable kids Brooklyn and Dylan. We decided to have a hamburger BBQ. Here are some pics of us cooking and eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Britni and I posing by our nicely grilled Cheeseburgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341688695944602962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiF9kUZ_ZVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/k7oIkkK_m78/s320/May+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie, Di, Booklyn, and Dylan getting there cheeseburgers ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341688710793706386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiF9lLuSu5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/oc3fxXrgopk/s320/May+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Britni and Kendra enjoying the Cheeseburgers. Hopefully they were tasty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341688701460931234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiF9ko9L4qI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gPIW3_gjsNc/s320/May+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After eating Dylan wanted to show off some of his new skills. It was fun getting him to walk for me. I can't wait until Lilly gets to this age. It is so fun to watch how excited they get to walk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-569af29161442398" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D569af29161442398%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F84A331AC22EF9D4B70FED0D88F579DF6713A65.578C0BD01661DBE798176B5E3429541557ED53D7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D569af29161442398%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJYyX6dQo1i1UudryJYQqoZubVds&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D569af29161442398%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667267%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F84A331AC22EF9D4B70FED0D88F579DF6713A65.578C0BD01661DBE798176B5E3429541557ED53D7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D569af29161442398%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJYyX6dQo1i1UudryJYQqoZubVds&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After eating we decided to go take a walk down to the hot tub to soak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341688713023330722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiF9lUB4GaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/G5hzpSbBvkM/s320/May+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly Girls!! Aren't they so HOT!!! I don't understand why we are all still single. We are some great catches :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiF9lp8cqPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H7lUpms0TGA/s1600-h/May+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341688718906140914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiF9lp8cqPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H7lUpms0TGA/s320/May+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Hot Tubing we came back to our place and watched the movie Forever Strong. It is a really great movie and recommend everyone to watch it.&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/759605908619602956-5750289771568701202?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=569af29161442398&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5750289771568701202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-night-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/5750289771568701202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/5750289771568701202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-night-in.html' title='Girls Night In'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/SiF9kUZ_ZVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/k7oIkkK_m78/s72-c/May+2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-5980939557009570273</id><published>2009-05-26T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:34:34.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Running Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Nettie and I turned a new leaf and decided to start running.  You heard me right RUN!!!  We have decided we are totally out of shape and thought we were going to die!!  After our run we decided to break out the BBQ that our parents got us on Easter.  Below is us cooking some yummy Hot Dogs.  Thanks mom and dad for our BBQ we LOVE IT!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShzCMKbSWxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CyIjM_H5kAc/s1600-h/May+2009+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340356772367588114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShzCMKbSWxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CyIjM_H5kAc/s320/May+2009+022.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/759605908619602956-5980939557009570273?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/5980939557009570273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-new-running-journey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/5980939557009570273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/5980939557009570273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-new-running-journey.html' title='Our New Running Journey'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShzCMKbSWxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CyIjM_H5kAc/s72-c/May+2009+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-8820193760719797049</id><published>2009-05-26T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:39:47.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie and I went home for Memorial Day weekend.  On Sunday we decided we would go golfing on Monday because my Mom and Summer went over to Malad on Friday and put flowers on my grandparents graves.  Well we woke up on Monday and it was raining in Soda.  So no golfing for us :(  The good news is my Dad decided he wanted to go over to Malad to his parents grave.  We were hoping it wasn't raining in Malad.  Guess what it wasn't raining in Malad.  It turned out to be a nice day at the cemetery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what it looked like driving over to Malad.  We were worried we were going to get rained on in the cemetery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340340418541228194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzUPrPkKI/AAAAAAAAADc/S2mC1f78zQM/s320/May+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It turned out to be nice in Malad.  So we got out of the cars and took pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad standing by his parents grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340340430320324610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzU7jmUAI/AAAAAAAAADs/WILGsPmsSEE/s320/May+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340340426309703378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzUsnZFtI/AAAAAAAAADk/iP2ghLVPLw0/s320/May+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nettie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzVezCs4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/vKI71ZrgWFY/s1600-h/May+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340340439780340610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzVezCs4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/vKI71ZrgWFY/s320/May+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Autumn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzVHO1VYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sWsHSQQrrLM/s1600-h/May+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340340433454454146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzVHO1VYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sWsHSQQrrLM/s320/May+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a side note.  I have to remind people ever year on Memorial Day that they have the date of my grandpa's death wrong.  It says he died on August 26 but it was actually August 24.  You might find it strange that I remember this and I was only 8 at the time, but I remember because he died the day before my 9th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-8820193760719797049?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/8820193760719797049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8820193760719797049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/8820193760719797049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyzUPrPkKI/AAAAAAAAADc/S2mC1f78zQM/s72-c/May+2009+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-4832430371311698421</id><published>2009-05-26T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:26:06.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year for Mother's Day we all went to Malad. Our cousins Val and Ryan were blessing their two little boys. It was fun spending time with our wonderful Mom that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family Pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340335031460048738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyuarPAL2I/AAAAAAAAACM/B4u3n2Zv2PA/s320/May+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hubbard Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340335039613468274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyubJm7fnI/AAAAAAAAACU/YIx7NDJHd4Y/s320/May+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer, Bill, Lilly, and Ellie. This was Summer's first Mother's Day!! We love our LILLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyucB4krhI/AAAAAAAAACs/rbyeRHc6cus/s1600-h/May+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340335054719856146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyucB4krhI/AAAAAAAAACs/rbyeRHc6cus/s320/May+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sibiling Pic. We Love you MOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340335044596420098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyubcK9TgI/AAAAAAAAACc/MSAlBvl3_iI/s320/May+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad and his sister Dixie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyubvPr_zI/AAAAAAAAACk/3rldFdZDiEg/s1600-h/May+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340335049716530994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyubvPr_zI/AAAAAAAAACk/3rldFdZDiEg/s320/May+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer, Shelly, and Val just chillin on the couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340338642153900834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Shyxs2HgCyI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYUDdQCGSSQ/s320/May+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nettie holding Lilly and Tate. Tate got a bloody nose jumping on the tramp with all the kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340336689729447186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/Shyv7MxPJRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/65yK3JuYf1g/s320/May+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-4832430371311698421?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/4832430371311698421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/4832430371311698421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/4832430371311698421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyuarPAL2I/AAAAAAAAACM/B4u3n2Zv2PA/s72-c/May+2009+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-759605908619602956.post-6119368875961038821</id><published>2009-05-26T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:24:34.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Nettie and I decided we were sick of roommates back in August of 2008. So we went and got an apartment together. Our first apartment was a one bedroom one bath. In March we moved into a new apartment two bedroom/two bath. We love having our own bedroom and bathroom. I love it because Nettie doesn't wake me up every morning at 4:30 to go to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Living Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330383763816386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqMJN3v8I/AAAAAAAAABE/Vx_yu8ooCrc/s320/May+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330386306340786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqMSsDl7I/AAAAAAAAABM/qNm4f4ZpRyQ/s320/May+2009+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hallway to Master Bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340332810188179842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShysZYWhSYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Osa6etQ6zAg/s320/May+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Master Bathroom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqY_9JLpI/AAAAAAAAABs/BAA4UUgfbq4/s1600-h/May+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330604616035986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqY_9JLpI/AAAAAAAAABs/BAA4UUgfbq4/s320/May+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master Bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340332818272718114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShysZ2eBjSI/AAAAAAAAACE/MiHEbnQp4gc/s320/May+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqNKGxMSI/AAAAAAAAABk/srb4-XqdrPY/s1600-h/May+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330401182331170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqNKGxMSI/AAAAAAAAABk/srb4-XqdrPY/s320/May+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqM9Mv2WI/AAAAAAAAABc/8lahjHszzyY/s1600-h/May+2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340330397717748066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqM9Mv2WI/AAAAAAAAABc/8lahjHszzyY/s320/May+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our new place!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/759605908619602956-6119368875961038821?l=bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/feeds/6119368875961038821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-new-apartment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/6119368875961038821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/759605908619602956/posts/default/6119368875961038821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bolingbrokesisters.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-new-apartment.html' title='Our New Apartment'/><author><name>Autumn&amp;amp;Nettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15438353253049312907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QvnrsV12fpA/ShyqMJN3v8I/AAAAAAAAABE/Vx_yu8ooCrc/s72-c/May+2009+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
