<?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-2524384172789343848</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:05:25.087-06:00</updated><category term='Canada'/><title type='text'>My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>with all of its ups and downs...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5954263813640976561</id><published>2010-09-28T22:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:11:50.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Beauty, truth, friendship, love, creation - these are the great values of life. We can't prove them or explain them, yet they are the most stable things in our lives." - Jesse Herman Holmes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-5954263813640976561?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5954263813640976561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/beauty-truth-friendship-love-creation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5954263813640976561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5954263813640976561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/beauty-truth-friendship-love-creation.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8409702362653762359</id><published>2010-08-02T19:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:27:28.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time goes by so fast and great people come in and out of our lives. Never miss the opportunity to tell these people how much they mean to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-8409702362653762359?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8409702362653762359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-goes-by-so-fast-and-great-people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8409702362653762359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8409702362653762359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-goes-by-so-fast-and-great-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1084946808630883290</id><published>2010-07-01T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:56:42.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY CANADA DAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/TC0MVKoDgXI/AAAAAAAAAu4/YM1wjuG5xx0/s1600/CanadianFlag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489057078603645298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/TC0MVKoDgXI/AAAAAAAAAu4/YM1wjuG5xx0/s320/CanadianFlag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.... to all my friends in my favorite Northern land. I miss you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1084946808630883290?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1084946808630883290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-canada-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1084946808630883290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1084946808630883290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-canada-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/TC0MVKoDgXI/AAAAAAAAAu4/YM1wjuG5xx0/s72-c/CanadianFlag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2302151784146920996</id><published>2010-07-01T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T13:56:14.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Don't ever give up on something or someone that you can't go a full day without thinking about"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2302151784146920996?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2302151784146920996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-ever-give-up-on-something-or.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2302151784146920996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2302151784146920996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-ever-give-up-on-something-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1341553841734038284</id><published>2010-06-01T10:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:09:37.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Life's challenges are not supposed to paralyze you, they're supposed to help you discover who you are." ~ Bernice Johnson Reagon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1341553841734038284?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1341553841734038284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/lifes-challenges-are-not-supposed-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1341553841734038284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1341553841734038284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/lifes-challenges-are-not-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7678082414497501050</id><published>2010-05-23T20:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:55:08.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Its not what they take away from you that counts, its what you do with what you have left."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7678082414497501050?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7678082414497501050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-not-what-they-take-away-from-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7678082414497501050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7678082414497501050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-not-what-they-take-away-from-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1413750873112995328</id><published>2010-04-18T19:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:33:23.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back as soon as he misses your call, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the man who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world in jeans and a t-shirt, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you are just as pretty without makeup on. One who makes you want to be a better person. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, "that's her"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I ran across this quote and it really made me think about those we choose to bring into our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Thanks for being all these things "J"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1413750873112995328?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1413750873112995328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1413750873112995328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1413750873112995328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4208041064201948393</id><published>2010-04-13T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:40:42.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Beauty, truth, friendship, love, creation - these are the great values of life. We can't prove them, or explain them, yet they are the most stable things in our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jesse Herman Holmes -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4208041064201948393?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4208041064201948393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/beauty-truth-friendship-love-creation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4208041064201948393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4208041064201948393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/beauty-truth-friendship-love-creation.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7353638078458036271</id><published>2010-04-08T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:13:54.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"There are some things in life that don't go the way you want them to or the way you think they should, but you can't dwell on these because you'll miss out on other opportunities. Don't give up on something just because you don't think things will work, you won't unless you give it a try. But don't hold onto something that left a long time ago, because sooner or later you'll realize that some things just aren't meant to be."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7353638078458036271?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7353638078458036271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-are-some-things-in-life-that-dont.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7353638078458036271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7353638078458036271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-are-some-things-in-life-that-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4726231538116268923</id><published>2010-03-08T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:14:41.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone should read this!!</title><content type='html'>I found this very insightful and interesting. This is something everyone should read, mormon or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.californiamormonon8.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.californiamormonon8.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4726231538116268923?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4726231538116268923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/everyone-should-read-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4726231538116268923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4726231538116268923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/everyone-should-read-this.html' title='Everyone should read this!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6625612503346117695</id><published>2009-11-29T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:55:59.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life is great right now and I am SUPER happy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(just in case you were wondering)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6625612503346117695?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6625612503346117695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-good.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6625612503346117695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6625612503346117695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7035485574933743234</id><published>2009-11-06T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:07:40.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ae7593cde434d58e" 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 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-i-love-soccer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7035485574933743234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7035485574933743234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-i-love-soccer.html' title='Why I love soccer'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1131756443773345157</id><published>2009-10-09T18:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:16:30.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Always have the strength to move on, and remember when you do move on, what a blessing it was to have that person become a part of your life. Know that they have impacted who you are today in some way and because of them you will be forever changed."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1131756443773345157?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1131756443773345157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/always-have-strength-to-move-on-and.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1131756443773345157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1131756443773345157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/always-have-strength-to-move-on-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2853010903885789619</id><published>2009-10-05T18:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:59:34.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally employed</title><content type='html'>So after taking a much needed month off from real life, I am back to work. I started my new job today. I work for Apple One as an Account Executive (recruiter). This is the exact same job I did for Business Careers in Seattle and I couldn't be any happier. I only have a 15 min commute and the best part is that I will no longer be bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank my family and friends again for all of their support throughout the last few months. I never would have made it through it without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to a new job, a new life and getting what I want this time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2853010903885789619?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2853010903885789619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-employed.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2853010903885789619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2853010903885789619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-employed.html' title='Finally employed'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1210567640937952991</id><published>2009-09-25T10:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:09:48.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The best</title><content type='html'>Is there anything better in life than a loving, supportive family and amazing friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think so...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all more than I could ever say. I feel so blessed to have you in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1210567640937952991?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1210567640937952991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/best.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1210567640937952991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1210567640937952991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/best.html' title='The best'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4856222662290906485</id><published>2009-09-18T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:33:46.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go.....finally</title><content type='html'>"To let go isn't to forget, not think about or ignore. It doesn't leave feelings of anger jealousy or regret. Letting go isn't about winning or losing. It's not about pride, and it's not about how you appear, it's not obbessing or dwelling on the past. Letting go isn't blocking memories or thinking sad thoughts and it deosn't leave emptiness, hurt or sadness. It's not about giving in or giving up. Letting go isn't about loss and it's not about defeat. To let go is to cherish the memories, but to overcome and move on. It is having an open mind and confidence in the future. Letting go is learning and experiencing and growing. To let go is to be thankful for the experiences that made you laugh, made you cry, and made you grow. It's about all that you have, all that you had, and all that you soon will gain. Letting go is having the courage to accept change and the strength to keep moving. Letting go is growing up. It is realizing that the heart can sometimes be the most potent remedy. To let go is to open a door and to clear a path and set yourself free."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4856222662290906485?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4856222662290906485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/letting-gofinally.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4856222662290906485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4856222662290906485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/letting-gofinally.html' title='Letting go.....finally'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5017331638934555812</id><published>2009-09-10T01:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:13:29.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Full circle</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I read something that said that all things in life come full circle.... That has been my theme this week. I have been finding myself doing, reading, seeing and participating in things that have been a bit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;erie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I found myself jogging around a park in the neighbourhood where I am staying - to work off the "marriage" weight. As I am jogging along listening to a great "break up mix" on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iphone (don't you miss those?)&lt;/span&gt;, I found myself paying close attention to a soccer game as I looped around it over and over. Why the fascination with the soccer game? - that is the exact same field I spent 6+ years of my life practicing constantly for my club soccer team. The same team that traveled all over the Western US and Canada (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; anyone?) for our tournaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to go to a restaurant or grocery store so far without seeing someone from my childhood or college years at USU. And they always ask the same thing - Are you married? Kids? Etc. I am living in Sandy which is the same town I spent birth to age 15. Now that I am soon to be single again and seeing all these people, I feel like I am back on that "what do I want to do with my life" path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as I am going through all my belongings in a attempt to "downsize my life" I run across lots of childhood stuff, pictures and old journals. As I am reading an old journal, I realize that even when I was little I knew somehow that I would be married at year 24. Not 23 or 25, but age 24. And low and behold - I married Matt at age 24. How did I know that? Or was it an unconscious thing that has been in the head my whole life? And as I continue through the boxes I find a t-shirt, trophy and pictures of myself in Vancouver for a soccer tournament back in 1995. I barely even remember the fact that I had ever been to Canada (and now I can't stop blogging or talking about the Great White North)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back - I moved from Sandy to Brigham City at age 15. I remember that being such a scary and hard transitional time in my life. I was in 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade and had already begun playing sports for Jordan High School. I was looking forward to being in "High School" the next year and making the varsity team. (Isn't it amazing what made us happy back in those days?) Life was great......... then the bomb hit. I was told that we were moving to Brigham City - Where? - Brigham City. I never thought life would be the same. I had to leave all my friends I had known since kindergarten and start all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coming full circle, here I am again. Never in a million years did I think that I would be doing this again. I am 28 years old, &lt;strong&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt; in Sandy, looking for work and starting my life over. I guess that proves that you never know where life is gonna take ya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my guess is that it will all come full circle eventually&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-5017331638934555812?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5017331638934555812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-circle.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5017331638934555812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5017331638934555812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-circle.html' title='Full circle'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1379861286069838522</id><published>2009-09-04T00:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:25:31.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My addiction</title><content type='html'>My name is Lisa and I am a college football addict!! I really can't get enough of it. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt; is getting a workout and not from what you are thinking. It's from my obsession with my college football apps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first LIVE game of the season was tonight. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aggies&lt;/span&gt; lost, but honestly I thought the Utes would have run up the score a lot higher. Way to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aggies&lt;/span&gt;, keep it up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever wonder what I am doing on any given Saturday for the next 4 months. There is only one answer - COLLEGE FOOTBALL BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SqCx7tXL1nI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SEHTP-mxR0w/s1600-h/Utah+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377493594427610738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SqCx7tXL1nI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SEHTP-mxR0w/s320/Utah+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and YES I wore blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1379861286069838522?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1379861286069838522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-addiction.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1379861286069838522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1379861286069838522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-addiction.html' title='My addiction'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SqCx7tXL1nI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SEHTP-mxR0w/s72-c/Utah+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3846055700588672901</id><published>2009-08-28T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T15:07:16.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Yes it's true, I am back in Utah. It may take me a while to visit everyone I want to see, so be patient with me. But I am excited to catch up with everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3846055700588672901?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3846055700588672901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3846055700588672901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3846055700588672901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1736751996519940525</id><published>2009-08-25T11:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:23:54.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My version</title><content type='html'>I’ve been thinking quite a bit lately about love found and love lost. They are both overwhelming and emotional, but are essential to living a full life. This is mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ooking back, I don’t regret a thing, because I learned so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;n to new adventures &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“When one door closes another one opens”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ery thankful for supportive family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xcited to be back in Utah with everyone I love and start over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1736751996519940525?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1736751996519940525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-version.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1736751996519940525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1736751996519940525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-version.html' title='My version'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6052784795294786342</id><published>2009-08-15T19:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:59:09.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first time sailing...</title><content type='html'>I went sailing for my first time a few weeks ago and had so much fun! I was fortunate enough to go out on a friend's boat for the Thetis Island Regata. I wasn't much help during the race (because I didn't know what I was doing) but it was really exciting. Even though the wind died down and we weren't able to finish the race, it was an amazing and I was so glad to be able to experience a real sail boat race. And it didn't hurt that the scenery was breathtaking!! Thanks Tara and Bob :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodnjezrZqI/AAAAAAAAAso/5Qo8xsZbdic/s1600-h/Seals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370374939925505698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodnjezrZqI/AAAAAAAAAso/5Qo8xsZbdic/s320/Seals.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you look close this whole island is full of seals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodmwQs1AvI/AAAAAAAAAsg/pIJNpmnAATA/s1600-h/thetis_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370374059965350642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodmwQs1AvI/AAAAAAAAAsg/pIJNpmnAATA/s320/thetis_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our boat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sodmv40vMAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/STDz5FVTawU/s1600-h/thetis_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370374053556072450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sodmv40vMAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/STDz5FVTawU/s320/thetis_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodmvjX4ELI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kIAYepy1aso/s1600-h/thetis_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370374047797874866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodmvjX4ELI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kIAYepy1aso/s320/thetis_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ryan &amp;amp; Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodkOuibjqI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zQMjl-4phQw/s1600-h/Sailing+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370371284835995298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodkOuibjqI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zQMjl-4phQw/s320/Sailing+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodkNrpWREI/AAAAAAAAAsA/PbcBOW-gy9U/s1600-h/Sailing+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370371266879833154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodkNrpWREI/AAAAAAAAAsA/PbcBOW-gy9U/s320/Sailing+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodkNL7844I/AAAAAAAAAr4/-itVpu-Dhfo/s1600-h/Sailing+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370371258367927170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodkNL7844I/AAAAAAAAAr4/-itVpu-Dhfo/s320/Sailing+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sodi7o0msvI/AAAAAAAAArw/a84qHXJHn5w/s1600-h/Sailing+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370369857372467954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sodi7o0msvI/AAAAAAAAArw/a84qHXJHn5w/s320/Sailing+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sodi7HmlWHI/AAAAAAAAAro/iHmzWcrHy0w/s1600-h/Sailing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370369848455288946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sodi7HmlWHI/AAAAAAAAAro/iHmzWcrHy0w/s320/Sailing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6052784795294786342?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6052784795294786342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-time-sailing.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6052784795294786342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6052784795294786342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-time-sailing.html' title='My first time sailing...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SodnjezrZqI/AAAAAAAAAso/5Qo8xsZbdic/s72-c/Seals.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5572327204659726462</id><published>2009-08-04T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:36:51.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My kind of dinner</title><content type='html'>With Matt gone my dinners have been a bit different (basically less meat and carbs)&lt;br /&gt;I made &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schezwan Green Beans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dinner tonight and I am in LOVE with this recipe! Spicy and delicious.... ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schezwan Green Beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;2 cups fresh green beans &lt;br /&gt;sesame oil (enough to cover bottom of pan)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon tahini (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon pureed ginger&lt;br /&gt;1-2 cloves garlic, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup low sodium soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 serrano pepper (sliced)&lt;br /&gt;black pepper&lt;br /&gt;sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions: Over medium-high heat, cover bottom of pan with sesame oil. Pour green beans and chopped garlic into pan. Cook for a few minutes until green beans have softened. Add rest of ingredients. Stir constantly, until most of liquid from soy sauce has cooked away. Serve hot and top with sesame seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Snjt6HPcWkI/AAAAAAAAArg/w3pt1qpK7GY/s1600-h/green+beans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366300538643962434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Snjt6HPcWkI/AAAAAAAAArg/w3pt1qpK7GY/s320/green+beans.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/2524384172789343848-5572327204659726462?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5572327204659726462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-kind-of-dinner.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5572327204659726462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5572327204659726462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-kind-of-dinner.html' title='My kind of dinner'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Snjt6HPcWkI/AAAAAAAAArg/w3pt1qpK7GY/s72-c/green+beans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8857888260392632145</id><published>2009-07-30T22:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:53:41.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>"There are some things in life that don't go the way you want them to or the way you think they should, but you can't dwell on these because you'll miss out on other opportunities. Don't give up something just because you don't think things will work, you won't know unless you give it a try. But don't hold onto something that left a long time ago, because sooner or later you'll realize some things just aren't meant to be."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-8857888260392632145?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8857888260392632145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-for-thought.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8857888260392632145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8857888260392632145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4849131339625342437</id><published>2009-07-27T18:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:12:02.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping the Aggie Tradition....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sm5QGBkoE-I/AAAAAAAAArY/rWknDIRFhE8/s1600-h/Utah-State-University.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363312270676333538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sm5QGBkoE-I/AAAAAAAAArY/rWknDIRFhE8/s320/Utah-State-University.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This article made my day. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Go Aggies, go Aggies, hey, hey ,hey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USU 'alumni legacy' non-resident students to get big tuition break&lt;br /&gt;By Paige Burtenshaw May 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utah State University will be offering Alumni Legacy Nonresident Scholarships starting in fall 2008 that will cut $8,000 off some students' tuition per year. To qualify for the scholarship, an admitted student must have a parent who attended USU and received an associate degree or higher from the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scholarship came into effect after the Utah Legislature unanimously passed House Bill 364 that allowed non-resident students of USU alumni to attend the same school as their parents for resident tuition. This saves the student about $4,000 per semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scholarship allows students to pay resident tuition during the entire time they attend Utah State without having to complete residency requirements. So instead of living in Utah for 12 months, getting a Utah driver's license, and not being claimed as a dependent by parents, a student can provide their parent's graduation information and receive residency about two weeks after they fill out the application. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A current non-resident legacy student, Andra Holdaway said, "This way, I don't have to go through the hassle of getting residency. I can get resident tuition and still leave Utah for the summer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Kennedy, Special Assistant to the USU President, said that this scholarship will help USU "compete for students who never would have considered coming here." He says it helps USU become more competitive with schools like BYU who subsidize tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy says some people will look at this scholarship and think that it will end up losing the school money. He says USU may "make less money up front, but will end up getting more students."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By offering resident tuition to legacy students, more students will enroll at Utah State which will increase revenue in areas like tuition, fees and on-campus housing. Primarily non-residents stay in on-campus housing, so by increasing the number of non-resident students, Kennedy says it will help us to fill up the spaces in our resident halls and bring more revenue to USU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy says this scholarship is a good way to "reconnect with Utah State Alumni." If we can cut $8,000 off of their children's tuition costs, it will be more likely that they will donate to our school and give more support once they have a student attending. Although Utah State is participating in HB 364, not all Utah schools are. This bill is optional for Utah schools and it is up to the President of the university to decide whether or not to take part.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4849131339625342437?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4849131339625342437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/keeping-aggie-tradition.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4849131339625342437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4849131339625342437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/keeping-aggie-tradition.html' title='Keeping the Aggie Tradition....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sm5QGBkoE-I/AAAAAAAAArY/rWknDIRFhE8/s72-c/Utah-State-University.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2794850576009527785</id><published>2009-07-22T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:17:36.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe some people!! This may possibly be one of the most ridiculous things I have ever read, but what should I expect coming from a BYU student. And even though Scott is originally from Oregon, I rest my case that people who choose to live in Utah Valley are sheltered, ridiculous, over the top and insane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Smd_2VU_cuI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rrHbZOkk0TE/s1600-h/utard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361394452822717154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Smd_2VU_cuI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rrHbZOkk0TE/s400/utard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love eating at Cafe Rio when I visit Utah and will happily continue :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2794850576009527785?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2794850576009527785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-way.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2794850576009527785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2794850576009527785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-way.html' title='No way!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Smd_2VU_cuI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rrHbZOkk0TE/s72-c/utard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6165280255721790973</id><published>2009-07-17T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:24:49.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't she look like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am loving So You Think You Can Dance this season. Great group of dancers and lots of fun routines. I was so sad when Randi got voted off last night, I absolutely loved her. The "butt" dance was one of my favorites. But here is the real reason for the post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't Randi look and act just like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KATIE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;STEURI&lt;/span&gt;/COX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(for those of you that know her)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bubbly, outgoing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amazing smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always happy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perky and fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;great style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;infectious laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always smiling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gorgeous blond hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SmD3fwIb-1I/AAAAAAAAAqw/hn8ZHgf8K9E/s1600-h/randi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359555681439185746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SmD3fwIb-1I/AAAAAAAAAqw/hn8ZHgf8K9E/s320/randi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Talk to me girls....&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/2524384172789343848-6165280255721790973?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6165280255721790973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/doesnt-she-look-like.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6165280255721790973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6165280255721790973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/doesnt-she-look-like.html' title='Doesn&apos;t she look like...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SmD3fwIb-1I/AAAAAAAAAqw/hn8ZHgf8K9E/s72-c/randi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5928610482831304045</id><published>2009-07-12T18:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:11:48.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;“Some people think that it’s holding on that makes one strong; sometimes it’s letting go.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-5928610482831304045?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5928610482831304045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-just-life.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5928610482831304045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5928610482831304045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-just-life.html' title='It&apos;s just life'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-523402136171476649</id><published>2009-07-01T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:28:39.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Canada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The great nation of the North is 142 years old!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SkxErInc2DI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-gdPrZAZraM/s1600-h/Canada+Day.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353729564874692658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SkxErInc2DI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-gdPrZAZraM/s320/Canada+Day.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cara sent me this card today. Gotta love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-523402136171476649?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/523402136171476649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-canada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/523402136171476649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/523402136171476649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-canada.html' title='Happy Birthday Canada!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SkxErInc2DI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-gdPrZAZraM/s72-c/Canada+Day.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6033984952180928879</id><published>2009-06-23T21:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:44:15.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TV can inspire</title><content type='html'>My friend reminded me of this quote from Grey's Anatomy. It was definitely what I needed after all the crap lately. ENJOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, it changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up. But, maybe that's the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all that is what keeps us moving forward. It's what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little messed up. Before we can step up."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6033984952180928879?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6033984952180928879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/tv-can-inspire.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6033984952180928879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6033984952180928879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/tv-can-inspire.html' title='TV can inspire'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7814553855582321565</id><published>2009-06-18T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:34:33.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate paying for it</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is going on in the states, but in Britsih Columbia gas jumped from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;$4.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;$4.56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today. I was not happy paying over 4 dollars a gallon for gas, but this is getting ridiculous!! I really hope this isn't a sign of things to come. If so, I think I will be forced to move home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7814553855582321565?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7814553855582321565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-paying-for-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7814553855582321565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7814553855582321565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-paying-for-this.html' title='I hate paying for it'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-9163204159575062953</id><published>2009-06-17T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:34:11.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SYTYCD</title><content type='html'>I am loving So You Think You Can Dance!! It sucks you in and won't let you go. Mary can get on your nerves a bit, but you've gotta love it! Anyone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-9163204159575062953?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9163204159575062953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/sytycd.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/9163204159575062953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/9163204159575062953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/sytycd.html' title='SYTYCD'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-99668499151150642</id><published>2009-05-27T21:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:19:53.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New nephew Caleb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sh4Cp-X0FuI/AAAAAAAAApk/xn5_2BJa6dY/s1600-h/Caleb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340709128248760034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sh4Cp-X0FuI/AAAAAAAAApk/xn5_2BJa6dY/s320/Caleb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so excited to have a new nephew in my life (even though I live 1,200 miles away).&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Diana and Jared! He is adorable and I can't wait to meet him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-99668499151150642?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/99668499151150642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-excited-to-have-new-nephew-in.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/99668499151150642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/99668499151150642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-excited-to-have-new-nephew-in.html' title='New nephew Caleb'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sh4Cp-X0FuI/AAAAAAAAApk/xn5_2BJa6dY/s72-c/Caleb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3841303247818653108</id><published>2009-05-24T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:28:06.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Dearest</title><content type='html'>Jacqui Lynn Barainca Suker -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shocp7aLuWI/AAAAAAAAApU/3F2eM6GqpSw/s1600-h/hearts.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339611814848870754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shocp7aLuWI/AAAAAAAAApU/3F2eM6GqpSw/s320/hearts.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is my mom's birthday and I miss her more than ever. She is the one I talked to about everything. She was an amazing listener and always had the greatest advice. She was never too busy or unwilling to help me with anything. She taught me some many things and I am forever in her debt. She never thought of herself and was as humble as they come. She was patient, intelligent, articulate, independent, loving and beautiful! I hope to be just a fraction of the woman she was. She is my hero and I will always look up to her. I love you mom and am proud to be your daughter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mommy Dearest you will always be&lt;br /&gt;My mother so loving and so loved by me&lt;br /&gt;For God has taken you to be by his side&lt;br /&gt;Now in Heaven is where you will reside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have blessed my life in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;I will cherish our memories until the end of my days&lt;br /&gt;You left me too soon and this was not part of our plan&lt;br /&gt;But God’s wishes always come before those of man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you I must travel the path alone&lt;br /&gt;No longer my guide, the way you had shown&lt;br /&gt;Your heart may have stopped, but you were strong&lt;br /&gt;For your loving embrace I will always long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sent you to me as a special gift from above&lt;br /&gt;To teach me life’s lessons and shower me with your love&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember your beautiful and smiling face&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you will always have a very special place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special bond we shared like no other&lt;br /&gt;For this is possible for only Daughter and Mother&lt;br /&gt;I thanked God for each day we were able to share&lt;br /&gt;But without you in my life it is too difficult to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with God, I hope you will find joy and peace&lt;br /&gt;In this I can find comfort and some happiness at least&lt;br /&gt;For Mommy Dearest you will always be&lt;br /&gt;My Mother so loving and so loved by me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3841303247818653108?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3841303247818653108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-dearest.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3841303247818653108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3841303247818653108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-dearest.html' title='Mother Dearest'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shocp7aLuWI/AAAAAAAAApU/3F2eM6GqpSw/s72-c/hearts.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3494160078785322230</id><published>2009-05-22T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:43:10.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>April trip to Utah</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while, but here it is - better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great &lt;a href="http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/chi-omega-yours-forever.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excuse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to come &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks ago and I have to say it couldn't have been better timing. I had just been laid off and was in very low spirits. The time I was able to spend with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made all the difference. I am so thankful to have such &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;people in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of the family bbq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdzTDipZfI/AAAAAAAAAo0/PhT7G4Kfsow/s1600-h/me+and+the+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338862654476346866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdzTDipZfI/AAAAAAAAAo0/PhT7G4Kfsow/s320/me+and+the+kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not looking at the camera and a little grumpy, but what are you gonna do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdzS1o-KxI/AAAAAAAAAos/cu1W_crLHQM/s1600-h/Jason+and+Coco.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338862650744777490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdzS1o-KxI/AAAAAAAAAos/cu1W_crLHQM/s320/Jason+and+Coco.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jason with adorable Coco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shdxt09XR2I/AAAAAAAAAok/n3gb4dDFGGc/s1600-h/Alayna+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338860915395086178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shdxt09XR2I/AAAAAAAAAok/n3gb4dDFGGc/s320/Alayna+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jason's roommate has this great hippie van that Alayna and Jacob had a blast playing in! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shdxtgm3nII/AAAAAAAAAoc/pSiUSO05pKg/s1600-h/Jacob+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338860909932027010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shdxtgm3nII/AAAAAAAAAoc/pSiUSO05pKg/s320/Jacob+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdxtbmcPHI/AAAAAAAAAoU/2n1NsRZBUxU/s1600-h/Jacob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338860908588055666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdxtbmcPHI/AAAAAAAAAoU/2n1NsRZBUxU/s320/Jacob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How cute is he?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdxtPAvBFI/AAAAAAAAAoM/E5q2ovz_k3I/s1600-h/Alayna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338860905208677458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdxtPAvBFI/AAAAAAAAAoM/E5q2ovz_k3I/s320/Alayna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favorite little Alayna with her Canadian Moose :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shdxs95Y3pI/AAAAAAAAAoE/p9Oat207pMs/s1600-h/dinner+with+siblings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338860900614463122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Shdxs95Y3pI/AAAAAAAAAoE/p9Oat207pMs/s320/dinner+with+siblings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suker sibling dinner (minus Brian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3494160078785322230?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3494160078785322230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/april-trip-to-utah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3494160078785322230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3494160078785322230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/april-trip-to-utah.html' title='April trip to Utah'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShdzTDipZfI/AAAAAAAAAo0/PhT7G4Kfsow/s72-c/me+and+the+kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-9068884000298807653</id><published>2009-05-20T00:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:24:11.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chi Omega yours forever</title><content type='html'>The real reason I went home in April was to attend an alumnai event for Chi Omega. Woman from all over the country came to Utah to celebrate. The luncheon was amazing and made me realize once again why I love to be a Chi Omega and why I will always support everything they do and the women involved. From ages 18-80 I had the joy of being surrounded by truely amazing women so different from one another. Patty did an amazing job with this event. Let's face it everything Patty does is amazing! She is Alpha Gamma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as an extra added bonus I was able to spend a few days with some of my best girlfriends. They came from Texas, Minnesota, Nevada, Colorado, Idaho and all over Utah. I will forever and always be grateful for these women in my life, the support they have given to me, the shoulders I have cried on, the late night laughs, the sisterly instincts, the roommates, the leaders, the silly times, and all the years of memories. I don't know how I would have gotten through some of the hardest times in my life without these ladies. I love them dearly and am forever in their debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS-EzcC6EI/AAAAAAAAAn8/-Usolpzu8Bs/s1600-h/99+pledge+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338100448077473858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS-EzcC6EI/AAAAAAAAAn8/-Usolpzu8Bs/s320/99+pledge+class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pledge Class 99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS-AP4eHzI/AAAAAAAAAn0/qOBdnSy-9j8/s1600-h/2009+Reunion+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338100369813544754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS-AP4eHzI/AAAAAAAAAn0/qOBdnSy-9j8/s320/2009+Reunion+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a hot group of women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_0t7VMI/AAAAAAAAAns/EXcHIoNX3uM/s1600-h/2009+Reunion+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338100362521564354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_0t7VMI/AAAAAAAAAns/EXcHIoNX3uM/s320/2009+Reunion+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chi Omega yours forever loyal I will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_81xfqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/LwlpnRaeMxQ/s1600-h/2009+Reunion+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338100364701957794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_81xfqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/LwlpnRaeMxQ/s320/2009+Reunion+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_4I7H1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/ZZYRxqDrvkQ/s1600-h/2009+Reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338100363440103250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_4I7H1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/ZZYRxqDrvkQ/s320/2009+Reunion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silly girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_i4dM2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/EyJotpSu3K4/s1600-h/Poplar+Bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338100357733888866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS9_i4dM2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/EyJotpSu3K4/s320/Poplar+Bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7ZEsbLcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Svv45Kxoa9A/s1600-h/2009+Reunion+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338097497772076482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7ZEsbLcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Svv45Kxoa9A/s320/2009+Reunion+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7YwKiJyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/f8RwRl0_Ums/s1600-h/Heather,+Clara+and+I.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338097492261218082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7YwKiJyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/f8RwRl0_Ums/s320/Heather,+Clara+and+I.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heather and her roommate joined us too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7YzfzccI/AAAAAAAAAm8/PJ3sPc9PQwA/s1600-h/Morgan,+Heidi+and+I.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338097493155738050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7YzfzccI/AAAAAAAAAm8/PJ3sPc9PQwA/s320/Morgan,+Heidi+and+I.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It couldn't have been better timing because Briana's bridal shower was also that weekend. And even though I wouldn't be able to make it to her wedding I was SO glad I was able to go to her shower and hear all about her fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7Yr3nHoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-496OtSAxuA/s1600-h/Briana+Bridal+Shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338097491108109954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7Yr3nHoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-496OtSAxuA/s320/Briana+Bridal+Shower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7Yj3VHyI/AAAAAAAAAms/spQY9fOubZw/s1600-h/Briana+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338097488959446818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS7Yj3VHyI/AAAAAAAAAms/spQY9fOubZw/s320/Briana+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you Bri. Good luck nextweek!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-9068884000298807653?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9068884000298807653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/chi-omega-yours-forever.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/9068884000298807653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/9068884000298807653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/chi-omega-yours-forever.html' title='Chi Omega yours forever'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ShS-EzcC6EI/AAAAAAAAAn8/-Usolpzu8Bs/s72-c/99+pledge+class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2320445381792164096</id><published>2009-05-14T14:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:52:05.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Helen......Really?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Helen won the Biggest Loser? WTF?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was pulling for Mike or Tara, so this was the worst scenario.&lt;br /&gt;The one time I decide to follow this show and this is how it ends?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted my money back....wait.... I want my time back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SgyG-EfR7tI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XRQvw1xuJFA/s1600-h/helen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335788059442147026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SgyG-EfR7tI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XRQvw1xuJFA/s320/helen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2320445381792164096?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2320445381792164096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/helenreally.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2320445381792164096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2320445381792164096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/helenreally.html' title='Helen......Really?!?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SgyG-EfR7tI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XRQvw1xuJFA/s72-c/helen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5931642330788986342</id><published>2009-05-06T16:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:52:06.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>I finally found a job! It's only part time, but in this economy, I will take it. I will be working in a real estate office doing marketing and website updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be quite different for me doing work other than sales, but I am excited to be to doing something new and learning a new industry. And who knows, maybe it will turn into a full time gig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-5931642330788986342?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5931642330788986342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-job.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5931642330788986342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5931642330788986342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-job.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7540404918868321980</id><published>2009-04-30T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:46:33.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is our world coming to?</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here watching the View (it's been my daily vice while I've been looking for a job) and I am amazed at what I am hearing. They have a guy on today who owns a website called &lt;a href="http://www.ashleymadison.com/"&gt;http://www.ashleymadison.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I had heard about this website from my friend Jen, but hadn't known too many details. Wow, did I learn alot today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website's motto is "Life is Short, Have an Affair" &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you believe this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Another one of their tag lines: "The World's Premier Discreet Dating Service with millions of like minded members".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever watched the View you know that Elisabeth Hasselbeck is a very conservative, outspoken woman. Today was her day to rip into their guest. When she asked him why he would start a website like this he went on to say that there will always be people who will be looking to have an affarr and this gives them a safe, private environment to have "relations" outside of thier current relations. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He said this gives people the opportunity to have an affair outside the work place or with people who aren't closely involved to their family. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does it really make a difference who someone has an affair with? They are still having an affair!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What makes the site "safe" for cheaters? The fact that everyone going on the site knows what they are getting into, as the members of the site are either cheaters themselves or looking for a cheater. He&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; was proud to say that they have over 3,720,000 current member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a commercial they made for the Superbowl, but it was only aired in Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwJSD46JSoM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwJSD46JSoM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Letter From The President (from the website)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to AshleyMadison.com,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Noel Biderman, President of The Ashley Madison Agency and creator of this website.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Madison is the world's largest dating service of its kind catering to men and women who are currently in relationships but are looking for more. Over two and a half million of you have joined our service, so rest assured, you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;I am so confident that our service is right for you, that if you become a full member today, I will Guarantee you an Affair to Remember!&lt;br /&gt;That's right! Purchase an Affair Guarantee Package and experience an affair to remember or I will give you your money back.&lt;br /&gt;For 7 years now, Ashley Madison has been connecting millions of people from all over the United States, Canada, and the UK in an effort to increase the likelihood of a successful Affair. We believe we have truly perfected what it is that you need to start on this journey.&lt;br /&gt;Our website is 100% secure, completely anonymous and now with the Affair Guarantee Package, absolutely risk free. So start now and change your life today!&lt;br /&gt;Should you have any questions or comments about our new Affair Guarantee Program or wish to tell us about a successful Affair resulting from the use of Ashley Madison, please feel free to email me directly. I look forward to hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Noel BidermanPresident and CEO of Ashleymadison.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is our world coming to?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7540404918868321980?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7540404918868321980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-our-world-coming-to.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7540404918868321980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7540404918868321980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-our-world-coming-to.html' title='What is our world coming to?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6959361603537426893</id><published>2009-04-26T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:29:37.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick of being sick</title><content type='html'>This always seems to happen to me.... I have Airborne in the medicine cabinet, but forgot to take it everytime I am flying somewhere. Matt laughs at me because in the time he has known me I have gotten sick every single time I have traveled a long distance. It always kicks in and I feel like crap when I get home. I have gotten to the point that I just plan for it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest part is that I don't seem to get sick any other time. I am normally really healthy and don't catch bugs when people around me are sick. Just when I travel...... Oh well, thats what I get for living so far away from my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to say a quick thanks to all my family and friends for the birthday wishes. Even though I spent the day sick in bed I appreciated all the emails, texts and phone calls. I love you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6959361603537426893?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6959361603537426893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sick-of-being-sick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6959361603537426893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6959361603537426893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sick-of-being-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick of being sick'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-493752093804320391</id><published>2009-04-20T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:33:37.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>loving my "vacation"</title><content type='html'>I am loving being in Utah with my family and dearest friends. I forget how much I miss the Utah mountains and all of my Chi Omegas girls. The alumnai luncheon on Saturday was the exact type of "therapy" I needed and I am so glad I flew down for this amazing event. (more on the luncheon coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was booked to come home this morning, but I have enjoyed my trip so much I decided to extend it. Plus I don't have a job to go back to - so I figured why not?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a sunny walk and am now relaxing - I really needed this "vacation"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-493752093804320391?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/493752093804320391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/loving-my-vacation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/493752093804320391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/493752093804320391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/loving-my-vacation.html' title='loving my &quot;vacation&quot;'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6506782644993234184</id><published>2009-04-11T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T19:45:05.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>April seems to be cursed in our family</title><content type='html'>I think April is officially cursed in the Belanger household. It seems to have been the hardest month for Matt and I in 2008 and 2009. As you recall Matt got laid off on my Birthday last April and as luck would have it - I got laid off today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have watched the news over the past few months regarding layoffs across North America I have felt so lucky that we hadn't been directly effected by it. I guess times change and it eventually effects us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain though, because it is in times like these I am reminded of all the things I am so thankful for: a supportive family, wonderful friends, my ward family, living in a free nation, my health, and an amazing husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the next adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6506782644993234184?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6506782644993234184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-seems-to-be-cursed-in-our-family.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6506782644993234184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6506782644993234184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-seems-to-be-cursed-in-our-family.html' title='April seems to be cursed in our family'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6427373810595383816</id><published>2009-04-10T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:00:04.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid kids...</title><content type='html'>I am very thankful for a husband who sleeps lightly. Matt woke up last week, at 2am, to the sound of an engine revving. After stumbling down the stairs and out to the front window he realized that the sound was my car and two kids were in the process of trying to steal my car. Apparently they didn't really know what they were doing because they couldn't get it to start. They broke the window, put it in neutral and pushed it into the street, but then couldn't get the engine to turn over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to hear Matt on the phone having the following conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Yes my car........ Well not my car, but my wife's car..... They are currently trying to steal it..... What do you mean? They are in the process of stealing the car.... I don't know, they are wearing hoodies and hats.... it's dark I can't see their faces...... Who should you send? Maybe the cops?........No, I'm not in danger, someone is trying to steal my car. Are you even listening to me?..... Should I call the police department directly or just go out there myself...... Lisa, do you know your license plate number?.......Oh, forget it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when we hear sirens coming down the road. The kids run off in opposite directions and of course the cops don't see them. After combing the neighborhood for an hour they don't find anyone or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car had to be towed away because they had managed to ruin my whole steering column and ignition. I got a phone call from ICBC (the only car insurance company for all of British Columbia, yes the ONLY ONE) few days later to let me know that the repairs would cost $1,700. Thank goodness my deductible was only $300, but I was still pissed off that I was paying $300 for some stupid kids failure. And truthfully I figured that they would probably just write the car off and give me the few thousand that it's worth. Nope, I wasn't that lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my car back yesterday and the owner of the collision shop said he thought it was going to be a write off, but ICBC had another 97 civic in their totaled yard that they could get the replacement parts from. So great, I get the junk yard parts, pay $300 bucks and hope everything still works. If I were in the U.S. I would probably change to another car insurance company, but I have no choice since ICBC is government run and the only way to have car insurance is to go through them. And you guessed it, they can also charge as much as they want for whatever they want, because no one has any other choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the Canadian Gov't goes - I am a big fan of "free" health care, GST rebates, govt pension, Child Tax (monthly check for having a child under 18), one year of govt paid maturity leave and many other free handouts. That being said, you can see that I am not a big fan of the car insurance monopoly situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just praying that my car doesn't fall apart or I don't have any other random problems due to the junk yard parts they used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID KIDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I promise more positive blogs are on the way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6427373810595383816?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6427373810595383816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/stupid-kids.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6427373810595383816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6427373810595383816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/stupid-kids.html' title='Stupid kids...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2279057916394960493</id><published>2009-03-25T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:46:22.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's Jesus</title><content type='html'>I'm not one to post about religion (it's just not me) but this story made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friends/family outside of Utah may not follow this completely....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Thomas Monson was returning to Salt Lake City after a speaking engagement and when his Plane arrived there was a limousine there to transport him to his home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he prepared to get into the limo, he stopped and spoke to the driver. 'You know' he said, 'I am getting pretty old and I have never driven a limousine. Would you mind if I drove it for a while?'&lt;br /&gt;The driver said, 'No problem. Have at it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Monson gets into the driver's seat and they head off down the highway. A short distance away sat a rookie Highway Patrolman operating his first speed trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long black limo went by him doing 70 mph in a 55 mph zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trooper pulled out and easily caught the limo and he got out of his patrol car to begin the procedure. The young trooper walked up to the driver's door and when the glass was rolled down, he was surprised to see who was driving. He immediately excused himself and went back to his car and called his supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told the supervisor, 'I know we are supposed to enforce the law.... But I also know that important people are given certain courtesies. I need to know what I should do because I have stopped a very important person.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supervisor asked, 'Is it the governor?'&lt;br /&gt;The young trooper said, 'No, he's more important than that.'&lt;br /&gt;The supervisor said, 'Oh, so it's the president.....'&lt;br /&gt;The young trooper said, 'No, he's even more important than that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supervisor finally asked, 'Well then, who is it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young trooper said, 'I think it's Jesus, because he's got President Monson for a chauffeur!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2279057916394960493?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2279057916394960493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-its-jesus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2279057916394960493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2279057916394960493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-its-jesus.html' title='I think it&apos;s Jesus'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7638923301066320874</id><published>2009-03-21T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:38:27.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>Is anything in Canada cute?</title><content type='html'>This video made my day and was yet another reminder as to why I love living in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And no this video didn't change my mind about kittens, or animals for that matter. Sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4i6CSoct4lE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4i6CSoct4lE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if anyone wants to teach me how to get the actual video to appear in my post I'd be very grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more Canadian Obama video just for fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQBleRTYW0w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQBleRTYW0w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7638923301066320874?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7638923301066320874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/yet-another-reason-why-i-love-canada.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7638923301066320874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7638923301066320874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/yet-another-reason-why-i-love-canada.html' title='Is anything in Canada cute?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7134452454415363513</id><published>2009-03-20T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:39:44.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's finally here - The first day of Spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315447873862420258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScRDrcesxyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/cUDYkQiP_XU/s400/DSC02279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was SO excited when I got home from work tonight and saw this in our planter! Tulips are my favorite spring flowers and they seem to always be one of the first things to let us know that spring is really here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read any of my posts lately, you know I have been waiting for this day for a long time. When I moved to an island, I was hoping for better weather than I have experienced in the last year. So, here is to the turn around and a great spring weather!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7134452454415363513?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7134452454415363513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-day-of-spring.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7134452454415363513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7134452454415363513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-day-of-spring.html' title='1st Day of Spring'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScRDrcesxyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/cUDYkQiP_XU/s72-c/DSC02279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5696046811843134464</id><published>2009-03-16T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:04:35.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day</title><content type='html'>All I could do was laugh at myself today. I definitely had a bad case of the MUNdays! And I didn't even have to go to work today. Small side note - I work Tuesday-Saturday, so my days off are Sunday and Monday. Like may other wives, I tend to spend at least one of my days off cleaning the house, doing laundry, etc. I started my day doing three batches of dishes, because Matt and I were super lazy this weekend when it came to dishes. After getting through all the dishes (without a dish washer) and scrubbing the kitchen floor, I thought it would be a good idea to cook a few things to have in the fridge (Matt eats alot) and then clean out the fridge. Well, I &lt;strong&gt;kind&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;of&lt;/strong&gt; accomplished my goal. I am normally a pretty good cook and don't remember the last time I burned something (maybe back in college) but today I burned most everything I cooked. Then while I was cleaning the fridge I managed to spill soup all over the fridge and the floor I had just cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to leave the kitchen and move onto to the rest of the house. I scrubbed down the bathroom, dusted and moved onto the laundry. As the first load was ready to go into the dryer I realized that the dryer was full of laundry (probably from last Monday). And there were the pants I have been looking for ALL week. Really?? I should have thought to look there, oh well. After the three loads of laundry and taking out the garbage, I was feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, Matt is gone for the day and I have finished everything I needed to do; I think I deserve some down time. So, I thought - I would love to get some sort of workout in (other than scrubbing the floors) and it looks nice outside...... Great idea - I will go for a walk. I could walk to one of our local book stores, browse a bit, grab a hot drink, maybe even endulge in a gossip magazine while I'm there and then walk home. Guilty pleasure, exercise, fresh air - Sounds like a good plan to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I bundle up, just in case, (the weather here has been a bit unpredictable lately) and head out the door. To my surprise it isn't freezing and there isn't a cloud in the sky. Man my luck is turning around! I'm really soaking in and enjoying my walk, even take a detour through a wooded area with tons of wildlife I had never been through before. And before I know it I am at the bookstore. I am so excited to browse and the new bestsellers, flip through the clearance section (nope I haven't changed) and grab a magazine to read with my drink. As I round the corner of the building I notice it looks a little dark inside and then I see the CLOSED sign. NO, really?!? I am still not used to the stupid retail Canada hours (&lt;a href="http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-entertaining-canada-craziness.html"&gt;refer to this post&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that throws my plan down the drain. At least Starbucks is still open, so I grab a drink for my walk home. As I open the door I realize that, out of nowhere, it has begun to down pour. Now you may be thinking, no problem, just wait a few minutes for it to die down. Nope, it doesn't work that way here. When it rains, it rains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire relaxing walk and idea of endulgence has been distroyed and to top it all off I have to walk back home in the rain. Needless to say it sucked. I got splashed more than once by cars driving through puddles and I was freezing by the time I got home. And I kept thinking, with everything that had gone on today, a nice hot bath would be great. Oh did I forget to mention that we don't have a bath tub?!? Yep it's true, no bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.......Monday sucked but there is always tomorrow. I've just gotta keep my head up (and prayer for Spring to come quicker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET AN EXTRA CREDIT POINT IF YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT THE TITLE OF THIS BLOG IS FROM.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-5696046811843134464?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5696046811843134464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-case-of-mundays.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5696046811843134464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5696046811843134464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-case-of-mundays.html' title='Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-9173463930475681315</id><published>2009-03-14T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:15:29.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm proud to be an Aggie" even more so today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SbweXkU_LtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/XR8iFa684gQ/s1600-h/big+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313155050627870418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SbweXkU_LtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/XR8iFa684gQ/s400/big+blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Big Blue' torments 'Pistol Pete' for $100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RENO, Nev. -- The mascots for Utah State and New Mexico State got physical with each other down the stretch of the teams' Western Athletic Conference tournament semifinal Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;During a timeout with 7 seconds left and New Mexico State leading 70-69, Utah State's mascot, "Big Blue" the bull, confronted New Mexico State's "Pistol Pete" cowboy mascot and ripped off his fake mustache.&lt;br /&gt;The cowboy then chased the bull to halfcourt, jumped on his back and tried unsuccessfully to pull him to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;"Pistol Pete" then started to try to choke his rival before retreating to his end of the court.&lt;br /&gt;Several newspaper photographers covering the game said they heard a man in a Nevada shirt offer the Utah State mascot $100 to go grab the mustache.&lt;br /&gt;The man confirmed to The Associated Press that was true and that he paid the mascot the $100, but declined to provide his name. He said he did not expect New Mexico State's "Pistol Pete" to respond the way he did.&lt;br /&gt;WAC commissioner Karl Benson was watching the game but said he missed the incident.&lt;br /&gt;After fans for both teams started booing, Utah State's Tai Wesley caught an inbounds pass at the top of the lane and passed to Tyler Newbold on the left wing.&lt;br /&gt;Newbold's 15-foot shot rolled off the rim, hit the backboard and rolled in with 3.1 seconds on the clock to help Utah State (29-4) overcome a 13-point deficit for a 71-70 win to set a school record for victories in a season.&lt;br /&gt;Utah State, the league's regular-season champion, advanced to Saturday night's WAC final against second-seeded Nevada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE MY UTAH STATE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-9173463930475681315?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9173463930475681315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-proud-to-be-aggie-go-big-blue.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/9173463930475681315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/9173463930475681315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-proud-to-be-aggie-go-big-blue.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m proud to be an Aggie&quot; even more so today...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SbweXkU_LtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/XR8iFa684gQ/s72-c/big+blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6616592200580911809</id><published>2009-03-03T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:38:27.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>The first Canadian Bachelorette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sa395hyHVMI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RQC3jxlTVzI/s1600-h/jillian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309178700502619330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sa395hyHVMI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RQC3jxlTVzI/s400/jillian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to say I am very excited that the new Bachelorette is Jillian because I loved her on the Bachelor.&lt;br /&gt;The icing on the cake is that she is a CANADIAN!!! Gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait til May 8th....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6616592200580911809?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6616592200580911809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-canadian-bachelorette.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6616592200580911809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6616592200580911809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-canadian-bachelorette.html' title='The first Canadian Bachelorette'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/Sa395hyHVMI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RQC3jxlTVzI/s72-c/jillian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5097081954385680480</id><published>2009-03-02T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:16:25.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelor......What?!?</title><content type='html'>I figure I can't be the only one following The Bachelor this season. I gave up on this show years ago, but the last two seasons have drawn me back to this addicting drama filled show and this season didn't let me down. The finale tonight was full of the "ohhhs and aaaahs," we all have come to expect, but the "After the Final Rose" interviews gave us the extra drama we all crave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I was pulling for Molly since the beginning. Whenever I spoke with any of my girl friends I felt like I was the only one that wanted Jason to pick Molly instead of Melissa. And when that limo door opened and I saw that it was Molly who was going to be dumped I couldn't believe it. Then to our surprise the next installment threw us all for a loop and I have to say I LOVED it! I hope things work out with Molly and Jason - but lets get real, if he couldn't figure things out with #1 his first wife #2 Deanna #3 Melissa and now #4 Molly then do you really think he won't screw up with Molly. For both of their sake, I hope it all works out if their favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to see what happens on tomorrow nights second half of this! What was your reaction? Talk to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-5097081954385680480?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5097081954385680480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/bachelorwhat.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5097081954385680480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5097081954385680480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/bachelorwhat.html' title='The Bachelor......What?!?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3089508941527707722</id><published>2009-02-28T23:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:13:24.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SaygPdNckZI/AAAAAAAAAhc/H1z_TnyvKOc/s1600-h/Vday+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308794248162480530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SaygPdNckZI/AAAAAAAAAhc/H1z_TnyvKOc/s400/Vday+2009+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the absence of blogs lately I thought I would at least share a picture from our Valentines Day dinner. Matt and I went out for our favorite - SUSHI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3089508941527707722?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3089508941527707722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3089508941527707722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3089508941527707722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-2009.html' title='Valentines 2009'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SaygPdNckZI/AAAAAAAAAhc/H1z_TnyvKOc/s72-c/Vday+2009+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1649716156201437520</id><published>2009-02-14T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:38:27.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>What I have learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am used to being made fun of for various reasons. My big mouth gets me into trouble all the time, I grew up with 3 brothers who tormented me and I tend to move alot without knowing much about the area I am moving to. This post revolves around the last one. My alternate title for this post was "How to speak to a Canadian". Over my short 27 years I have lived in Utah, Texas, Georgia, Washington state and now Canada. Through each transition I have been forced to quickly learn the local lingo, culture, good and bad neighborhoods, traffic rules, strange laws, etc. For those of you who have lived over sees you are perfectly entitled to laugh at me right now, don't worry you won't offend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest transition so far was when I moved to Canada (once again feel free to laugh). I am laughed at on a daily basis by co-workers, clients or friends regarding something that I either don't know (and according to them I should know), my "funny" American accent or the fact that I am doing something drastically wrong. For instance here is a short list of things I have heard in conversation and had NO idea what they were - ringlette, garberator, toque, pop (not referring to soda), two-fur, and remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/canada-vs-usa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this entire post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent thing that my friends love to give me a hard time about is the fact that I don't know who the "famous" Canadians are. I knew about Jim Carrey, Mike Myers, Celine Dion, Avril Lavigne and a few others, but I guess that wasn't good enough. Canadians take great pride in their born and bred celebrities. So, this week I have taken a bit of time to learn what other famous people are from the great white north. My advice to you would be to keep a few of these names in the back of your mind in case you find yourself conversing with a Canadian. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-cant-help-but-smile.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The weather is another great thing to talk to Canadians about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;) - Below is the list I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musicians and Bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Alanis Morissette&lt;br /&gt;Anne Murray&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;Barenaked Ladies&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;Chantal Kreviazuk&lt;br /&gt;Diana Krall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from my town - Nanaimo) This is where most of the taunting started, because there is a street downtown named for her and I guess I have never noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Estella Warren&lt;br /&gt;Joni Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;Leonard Cohen&lt;br /&gt;Matt Dusk&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble &lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Furtado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver Island)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Nickelback &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Our Lady Peace&lt;br /&gt;Rage Against the Machine&lt;br /&gt;Rush&lt;br /&gt;Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;Paul Shaffer&lt;br /&gt;Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;Sum41&lt;br /&gt;The Crash Test Dummies&lt;br /&gt;The Guess Who&lt;br /&gt;The Tragically Hip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actors, Actresses and Comedians&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela Anderson – “Baywatch” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver Island)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Will Arnett – “Arrested Development”&lt;br /&gt;Dan Aykroyd – SNL, “Blues Brothers”&lt;br /&gt;Neve Campbell – “Party of Five”, “Scream”&lt;br /&gt;John Candy – “Blues Brothers”&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carrey – “Dumb and Dumb”, “Truman Show”&lt;br /&gt;James Cameron – “Titanic”, “Terminator”, “Aliens” director&lt;br /&gt;Dean McDermott – actor, married to Tori Spelling&lt;br /&gt;Kim Catrell - Samantha on “Sex in the City”&lt;br /&gt;Michael Cera – “Superbad”, “Arrested Development”, “Juno”&lt;br /&gt;Shenae Grimes “Degrassi”&lt;br /&gt;Elisha Cuthbert – “24”&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Ashmore “X Men” movies, “Smallville”&lt;br /&gt;James Doohan - Scotty on "Star Trek"&lt;br /&gt;David Elliott James - "Melrose Place", "JAG"&lt;br /&gt;David Foley – “News Radio”&lt;br /&gt;Michael J Fox – “Family Ties”,“Back to the Future” movies&lt;br /&gt;Brendan Fraser – “Mummy” movies&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Gosling – “Notebook”, "Remember the Titans"&lt;br /&gt;Tom Green - comedian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(remember that horrible MTV show?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Phil Hartman - SNL&lt;br /&gt;Jillian Hennessy - "Law and Order"&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Jackson – “Dawson’s Creek”, “Fringe” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Margot Kidder - Lois Lane in "Superman"&lt;br /&gt;Kristin Kreuk- Lana in “Smallville”&lt;br /&gt;Evangeline Lilly – Kate on “Lost”&lt;br /&gt;Norm Macdonald – SNL, “News Radio”&lt;br /&gt;Howie Mandel – “Deal or no Deal”&lt;br /&gt;Rachel McAdams – “Mean Girls”, “Notebook”&lt;br /&gt;Lorne Michaels – creator and writer for SNL&lt;br /&gt;Colin Mochrie - “Who’s Line is it Any Way”&lt;br /&gt;Rick Moranis - "Honey, I Shrunk the Kids"&lt;br /&gt;Mike Myers – “Austin Powers” movies&lt;br /&gt;Cameron Mathison - “All my Children”, “Dancing with the Stars”&lt;br /&gt;Sandra Oh – “Grey’s Anatomy”&lt;br /&gt;Ellen Page – “Juno”&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Perry – Chandler on "Friends"&lt;br /&gt;Jason Priestley - "Beverly Hills 90210" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Keanu Reeves – “Matrix” movies, “Speed” movies&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Reynolds – “Definitely Maybe” &lt;em&gt;(married Scarlet Johansson not far from where we live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth Rogen – “Knocked Up” “Superbad” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Devon Sawa – “Now and Then”, “Final Destination”&lt;br /&gt;William Shatner – “Boston Legal”, “Star Trek”&lt;br /&gt;Martin Short - SNL&lt;br /&gt;Scott Speedman – “Felicity”, “Underworld”&lt;br /&gt;Donald Sutherland - "M*A*S*H”&lt;br /&gt;Kiefer Sutherland - 24&lt;br /&gt;Dave Thomas - "Strange Brew", "Grace Under Fire"&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Tilly – “Liar Liar”, professional Poker Player &lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver Island)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Trebek - Jeopardy game show host&lt;br /&gt;Shannon Tweed - Playmate, Gene Simmons girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Nia Vardalos – “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”&lt;br /&gt;John Vernon - "Animal House", "Dirty Harry"&lt;br /&gt;Michael Wincott - "The Crow", “Alien”&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Cavanagh - Ed on “Ed”&lt;br /&gt;Eric McCormack - Will on “Will &amp;amp; Grace”&lt;br /&gt;Victor Garber - “Alias”, “Titanic”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Athletes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georges St-Pierre: UFC welterweight champion, 2008 Canadian Athlete of the Year&lt;br /&gt;Jesse Palmer: NY Giants player, Season 5 “The Bachelor”&lt;br /&gt;Donovan Bailey: former World's fastest man, Olympic Sprinter&lt;br /&gt;Kurt Browning: 4-time World Champion Figure Skater&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Lee Cripps: Baseball player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ken Dryden: the 1st hockey player to win the Conn Smythe trophy&lt;br /&gt;Wayne Gretzky: Highest hockey scorer in history; holds 61 individual NHL records &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(big surprise, eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Scott Goodyear: IndyCar driver&lt;br /&gt;Gordie Howe: 2nd highest hockey scorer in history &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I got made fun of quite a bit for not knowing this guy, I guess he is a &lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt; here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ferguson Jenkins: Hall of Fame baseball pitcher&lt;br /&gt;Ben Johnson: Fastest man on drugs at the Seoul Olympics, 1988&lt;br /&gt;Mario Lemieux: Hockey player, Scoring champion for 5 years &lt;em&gt;(another &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; name here)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bronko Nagurski: Charter member of the Pro Football Hall of Fame&lt;br /&gt;James Naismith: Inventor of basketball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(What? Basketball invented in Canada?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Steve Nash: Plays for the Phoenix Suns &lt;em&gt;(from Vancouver Island)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Orr: Hockey player, Won the Norris Trophy 8 consecutive years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Elvis Stojko: Figure Skater&lt;br /&gt;Jacques Villeneuve: 1995 Indy 500 winner, 1997 Points champion, 1st Canadian to win&lt;br /&gt;Mike Weir: Golfer, winner of the 2003 Masters &lt;em&gt;(this is for my brothers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cartoonists, Inventors, Entrepreneurs, Media, etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn Johnston - creator of For Better or For Worse&lt;br /&gt;John Kricfalusi - creator of Ren and Stimpy&lt;br /&gt;Todd McFarlane - creator of Spawn&lt;br /&gt;Joe Shuster - co-creator of Superman&lt;br /&gt;Jack Kent Cooke - owner of the LA Lakers, LA Kings, Washington Redskins and the Chrysler Building&lt;br /&gt;Guy Laliberté - founder and owner of the Cirque du Soleil&lt;br /&gt;Isadore Sharp - founder of the Four Seasons Hotel chain&lt;br /&gt;Jack Warner - founder of Warner Bros. Studios&lt;br /&gt;Jay Manuel - fashion expert on America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;Steven “Cojo” Cojocaru - fashion correspondent on Entertainment Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Scott Abbott &amp;amp; Chris Haney - co-inventors of Trivial Pursuit&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Ahearn - invented the electric cooking range and the electric car heater&lt;br /&gt;Joseph-Armand Bombardier - invented the snowmobile&lt;br /&gt;Mathew Evans &amp;amp; Henry Woodward - co-inventors of the first electric light bulb&lt;br /&gt;Reginald Fessenden - 1st radio-transmitted audio transmission, 1st two-way transatlantic radio transmission; also invented sonar&lt;br /&gt;Sandford Sir Fleming - inventor of the system of Standard Time zones&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Pineo Gesner - inventor of kerosene "Father of the Petroleum Industry"&lt;br /&gt;George Klein - developed electric wheelchairs &amp;amp; microsurgical staple gun&lt;br /&gt;Hugh Le Caine - invented the music synthesizer in 1945&lt;br /&gt;Elijah McCoy - developed automatic machinery lubricator, the lawn sprinkler, the "Real McCoy"&lt;br /&gt;Cluny MacPherson - invented the first general-issue gas mask&lt;br /&gt;Peter Robertson - invented the Robertson Screw (the one with the square end)&lt;br /&gt;Arthur Sicard: invented the snowblower in 1925 (go figure)&lt;br /&gt;Peter Jennings - ABC news anchor&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Negreanu – famous professional poker player&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Slocum - first man to sail around the world solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LDS Leaders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Eldon Tanner - Latter-day Saint apostle&lt;br /&gt;John Taylor - Latter-day Saint 3rd Prophet&lt;br /&gt;Merlin Lybbert - Latter-day Saint general authority&lt;br /&gt;Hugh B. Brown - Latter-day Saint apostle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1649716156201437520?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1649716156201437520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-have-learned.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1649716156201437520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1649716156201437520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-have-learned.html' title='What I have learned'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-816401850765134486</id><published>2009-02-10T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:38:27.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>I didn't think it snowed so much on islands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SZI-397rleI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ULFtpvasE0U/s1600-h/nanaimo+in+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301368842607105506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SZI-397rleI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ULFtpvasE0U/s320/nanaimo+in+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SZI8UNbM2QI/AAAAAAAAAgs/uuGJ45SvN14/s1600-h/snow+on+the+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I must have moved to the wrong type of island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is snowing again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can't believe it. When I moved to Vancouver island, I figured, "I'm moving to an island, it doesn't snow on islands, right?" I was wrong. Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind the snow. I actually loved growing up in the Rockies, playing in the snow as a kid, skiing, snow shoeing, sledding, etc. And Canada is known for it's cold weather and snow, but I didn't expect to get so much here on the west coast. I guess I just wish it wasn't so wet and icy, so you could actually play in it. It isn't like the awesome powder in the Rockies, its just slushy and miserable. If I can't go skiing, sledding, build snowmen, or snow shoe in it, I find it much harder to deal with. Well, there is my ranting for the night, I just really hope it melts soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have to say that having Matt home after being apart for 36 days makes the yucky snow a bit easier to deal with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-816401850765134486?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/816401850765134486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-didnt-think-it-snowed-so-much-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/816401850765134486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/816401850765134486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-didnt-think-it-snowed-so-much-on.html' title='I didn&apos;t think it snowed so much on islands'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SZI-397rleI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ULFtpvasE0U/s72-c/nanaimo+in+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1621648174002813827</id><published>2009-02-04T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:15:35.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WORD</title><content type='html'>USING ONLY ONE WORD!?! It's not as easy as you might think! Copy and change the answers to suit you and pass it on. It's really hard to only use one word answers. Be sure to tag the person you received it from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? CHARGING&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other? MATT&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? DIRTY&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? DISTANT&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite? MOVIES&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? SAD&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? H2O&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? ESTABLISHED&lt;br /&gt;10. What room you are in? LIVING&lt;br /&gt;11. Your hobby? SPORTS&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear? DROWNING&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? MOMMY&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? GYM&lt;br /&gt;15. Something that you are not? QUIET&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? POPPYSEED&lt;br /&gt;17. Wish list item? VACATION&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? SANDY&lt;br /&gt;19. Last thing you did? COOKED&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? PJs&lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV? PLASMA&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets? NEVER&lt;br /&gt;23. Friends? GREATEST&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? GOOD&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? TIRED&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? MOM&lt;br /&gt;27. Car? CIVIC&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you're not wearing? BRA&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite store? TARGET&lt;br /&gt;30. Your favorite color? YELLOW&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed? TODAY&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;35. Who will resend this? DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;36. One place that I go to over and over? WORK&lt;br /&gt;37. One person who texts me regularly? HUBBY&lt;br /&gt;38. My favorite place to eat? HOME&lt;br /&gt;39. My favorite food? FRESH&lt;br /&gt;40. Last time you had sex? DECEMBER (Matt's been back East since then)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1621648174002813827?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1621648174002813827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/using-only-one-word.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1621648174002813827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1621648174002813827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/using-only-one-word.html' title='ONE WORD'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6333336562248350326</id><published>2009-01-30T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:38:27.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>Canada loves Obama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYOHSpXqxfI/AAAAAAAAAek/rt-ECqzp0zo/s1600-h/obama+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297226341130356210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYOHSpXqxfI/AAAAAAAAAek/rt-ECqzp0zo/s320/obama+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's unreal how many Obama supporters there are all across Canada. I read a statistic that over 40% of Canadians watched the Inauguration Live and 75% have watched it online or on the news. That's amazing! I do have to say that Canadian politicians are incredibly boring and it has been very hard for me to fully support any of them. Canadians (especially the younger generations) have now seen what it is like to see a politician who stands for something they can relate to and can get people excited, not just people in their home country, but people across the world.&lt;br /&gt;Can you answer this question, without cheating? - Who is the Prime Minister of Canada? I am willing to bet next to none of my American friends/family know the answer and a few years ago I wouldn't have either. If you do decide to look up the answer you will find that our newly elected PM, Stephen Harper, has very low approval ratings (what else is new). The truth is that Canadians are jealous of the new US President and know how much of an impact this will have on the future of Canada. The extensiveness of our common border, the massive size of our trade, the integrated nature of our energy connections, and our shared ecology - not to speak of the countless family ties and friendships - render the Canada/US relationship of high importance to both partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few entertaining videos&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all of us north of the board, "We love you Barack!" &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTc8c_FLTL8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This video is for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight from the mouth of Canadaian's - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIimcFRE-bo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENJOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want one of those shirts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the streets of Toronto - &lt;a href="http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=obhUlgvi3BQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBAMA Yes we can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYOHSRD3bzI/AAAAAAAAAec/Vn4CO5dOF0M/s1600-h/obama+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297226334604848946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYOHSRD3bzI/AAAAAAAAAec/Vn4CO5dOF0M/s320/obama+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6333336562248350326?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6333336562248350326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/canada-loves-obama.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6333336562248350326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6333336562248350326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/canada-loves-obama.html' title='Canada loves Obama!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYOHSpXqxfI/AAAAAAAAAek/rt-ECqzp0zo/s72-c/obama+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6563961061324202971</id><published>2009-01-29T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:26:37.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of a USU legacy...</title><content type='html'>There have been few things in my life that have had major impact, impact that has drastically changed the course of my life. Chi Omega is one of them! And today it is with a heavy heart and tears in my eyes that I share this news - The Alpha Gamma Chapter (USU) of Chi Omega is officially closed. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYJ7R9pPzzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HrSNQhko9RI/s1600-h/Chi+Omega.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296931660276682546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYJ7R9pPzzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HrSNQhko9RI/s320/Chi+Omega.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A official statement from Chi Omega headquarters:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since the tragic death of Michael Starks on November 20, 2008, Chi Omega has held his family in our thoughts and prayers. As of November 26, 2008, the Alpha Gamma Chapter of Chi Omega at Utah State University has been suspended of all activities, pending further investigation. On January 19, 2009, a team representing the national fraternity visited the chapter to complete the Chi Omega investigation. As a result of this visit, the Governing Council of Chi Omega made the decision to close Alpha Gamma Chapter effective January 21, 2009. The Governing Council recognizes that Alpha Gamma Chapter has had a history of achievement in many areas and has many outstanding alumnae since its installation at Utah State University in 1930. Founded in 1895 at The University of Arkansas, Chi Omega is the largest women's fraternal organization with more than 290,000 initiates and 173 collegiate chapters.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This amazing organization has played a major role in shaping me into the woman I am today. I will forever be in debt to the woman before and after me that have taught me how to be a better leader, take initiative, truely be myself, study hard, serve others, believe in myself, take responsibility, believe in others, delegate, rely on others, and work together towards a common goal. This organization became something greater to me than I ever imagined. And then there are all the memories - table dancing, Monday night meetings, formals, Sisterhood events, crying all night long, chapter room sleepovers, games in and out of the house, events up the canyon, initiation, big and little sis events, senior week, prelude week, Rush, Bid Day, slate, nightly dinners, laughing til I couldn't breath, hundreds of great friendships, girls nights out, and the list goes on and on. I've always felt that our Symphony (or creed) was written perfectly and so poignantly over 100 years ago and are great words for ANYONE to live by. I know that these words were great reminders to me during those crucial years in college when I was learning who I really was. I will forever be grateful for my membership in this sorority and what it has done for me in my life. Forever and always a Chi Omega!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Symphony:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To live constantly above snobbery of word or deed; to place scholarship before social obligations and character before appearances; to be, in the best sense, democratic rather than 'exclusive', and lovable rather than 'popular'; to work earnestly, to speak kindly, to act sincerely, to choose thoughtfully that course which occasion and conscience demand; to be womanly always; to be discouraged never; in a word, to be loyal under any and all circumstances to my Fraternity and her highest teachings and to have her welfare ever at heart that she may be a symphony of high purpose and helpfulness in which there is no discordant note.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Ethel Switzer Howard, Xi Chapter, Northwestern University, 1904&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYJ7RsiINxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/5tYoM5fpdj0/s1600-h/Chi+O+crest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296931655683421970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYJ7RsiINxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/5tYoM5fpdj0/s320/Chi+O+crest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6563961061324202971?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6563961061324202971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-usu-legacy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6563961061324202971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6563961061324202971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-usu-legacy.html' title='The end of a USU legacy...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SYJ7R9pPzzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HrSNQhko9RI/s72-c/Chi+Omega.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3299029917031276131</id><published>2009-01-23T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:53:30.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Craziness Blog - Part 2</title><content type='html'>I got a little side tracked from finishing my story by this little thing called "The Inauguration". Loved, loved, loved it - but that will have to be another post.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story......After the kids went to bed, my wonderful sister in law and brother fed me and sent me on my way with their car. They were sweet enough to offer me one of their cars to use while I was in town. Thanks again guys!!&lt;br /&gt;I made my way to my sister Heather's condo and then downtown to meet up with friends to ring in the New Year. To my surprise an old friend from my freshman year of college happened to be at the party. And after 8 years of no contact we were able to catch up. Here is Heather and Lindsey dancing theirs hearts out. After meeting many new friends and dancing the night away - New Years was a blast and I was so happy to spend it with my little sister. I spent the next few days visiting friends and family, going to movies, shopping, soaking in the beautiful mountains and of course watching the U of U bowl game. Go Utes!! That was a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I was lucky enough to get together a wonderful high school friend I hadn't seen in years. Beth lives only a few blocks from my sister's condo, so that was great, since the snow/ice was getting worse. It was so great to meet her husband &amp;amp; son and catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Then later that night I met up with a bunch of Chi Omegas for dinner in Salt Lake. Something I learned - &lt;strong&gt;Biaggi's Restaurant + 18 loud girls + funny memories + story telling + lots of laughter = dirty looks from all the other patrons at the restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh well, we had a great time!! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqonvDX2QI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fLyDH8waZ-k/s1600-h/ChiO+dinner+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294729712526416130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqonvDX2QI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fLyDH8waZ-k/s320/ChiO+dinner+09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqonNuKQCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/T42SZLLdbOw/s1600-h/dinner+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294729703579074594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqonNuKQCI/AAAAAAAAAd8/T42SZLLdbOw/s320/dinner+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then after dinner, a group of us headed to Alexis's apartment. And what did she happen to have on hand?!? A flat of Diet Coke cans with tiny bows on each. Another thing to know - &lt;strong&gt;Chi Omegas + Diet Coke + 5 hours of more story telling and laughter + more Diet Coke = pure bliss&lt;/strong&gt;. We had so much fun catching up and laughing til we cried. Then at 3am we called it quits and all headed home. That was definitely one of the highlights of my trip. I love my Chi-Os!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqonPyI5cI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_FtrJV5K2sw/s1600-h/Diet+coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294729704132634050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqonPyI5cI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_FtrJV5K2sw/s320/Diet+coke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diet Coke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqom1igdII/AAAAAAAAAds/9GsWHHpEB-E/s1600-h/Heather+%26+Alayna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294729697087747202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqom1igdII/AAAAAAAAAds/9GsWHHpEB-E/s320/Heather+%26+Alayna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather &amp;amp; Alayna at Grandma's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday I was lucky enough to spend the afternoon with my brother Jared, sister Heather, niece Alayna and Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa. I was in major need of some good quality time with my Grandma Denny. She is honestly one of the most amazing, intellectual, caring and influential people in my life. I truthfully don't know what I would do without her! She fills 4-5 roles in my life and I am lucky to have such a great Grandmother. We talked for hours and played with Alayna. What a treat! Then it was off to Layton to spend time with my second family "The Jones." Cara's house in Layton has always felt like a 2nd home to me. I feel more comfortable there than I do in my dad's house. Cara's sister Michelle has two of the cutest boys you could imagine and it was great to see them again. I loved spending time with Cara's parents and getting the dose of Jones love that I was in need of. I love you guys!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmUBVAruI/AAAAAAAAAdk/y8ADJPdZLyo/s1600-h/Lisa+%26+Cara+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727174811594466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmUBVAruI/AAAAAAAAAdk/y8ADJPdZLyo/s320/Lisa+%26+Cara+09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday was my last day full day in Salt Lake so I met Cara for lunch and then I ran a few more errands before heading South to have dinner with my family. It had snowed quite a bit that night so only half of them made it. My brother Brian and his wife had just barely gotten back from their X-mas in California, so I was grateful to be able to see them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmT3PXyMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9owfcFLwqSI/s1600-h/Gma+%26+Gpa+Suker+%26+Heather.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727172103588034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmT3PXyMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9owfcFLwqSI/s320/Gma+%26+Gpa+Suker+%26+Heather.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also my Grandma Suker has spent the last few months in and out of the hospital so I was especially happy to be able to spend time with her and my grandpa also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmTTXi_hI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-mei4pkaW1U/s1600-h/Lisa+%26+Alayna+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727162474200594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmTTXi_hI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-mei4pkaW1U/s320/Lisa+%26+Alayna+09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my niece Alayna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmSwoiAWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/BLi0GPjGfCs/s1600-h/Jake%27s+socks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727153150198114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmSwoiAWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/BLi0GPjGfCs/s320/Jake%27s+socks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt got Toronto Maple Leaf socks for Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmS4XW0dI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-_KGlS7NTRY/s1600-h/cute+Jacob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294727155225645522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqmS4XW0dI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-_KGlS7NTRY/s320/cute+Jacob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adorable Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We ate dinner, played with the kids and then it was time to brave the snow again and head back to SLC. The next morning I was scheduled to fly out at 6:30am and Heather was so wonderful to get up super early and get me to the airport by 5am. We hugged goodbye and I headed to the check-in desk. As I waited in line, I checked one of the many screens on the wall to find this -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqj8G97OsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3sbv8tPW7ss/s1600-h/SLC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724564985264834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqj8G97OsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3sbv8tPW7ss/s320/SLC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, that flight to Seattle is mine - &lt;em&gt;The ONLY flight to be cancelled the entire day!!!&lt;/em&gt; When I get to the desk I simple ask how long I will be stuck in Salt Lake (&lt;em&gt;I was getting used to asking this question&lt;/em&gt;) To my surprise they had added an extra flight at 10:30am to accommodate us. So I tried my hardest to get some sleep and at 11am (&lt;em&gt;yes, once again late&lt;/em&gt;) my flight took off. We ran into a bit of bad weather and our flight ended up landing an hour behind schedule. At that point in time I didn't think anything else in my travels could get worse - Well it did. I missed the last bus through the company I originally booked through, but was able to find another chartered bus company that had a bus going up to Vancouver later that afternoon. At 4pm (11 hours into my trip) I boarded the bus and we were headed North. By that time I wasn't sure that I would make the last North Vancouver ferry to the island. And by the time we made it to the border I realized that idea was hopeless. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I began to think that if anything else went wrong I was going to loose my mind!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew that there was a ferry leaving South Vancouver in a few hours, but this bus didn't go anywhere near there, so I didn't know how I could make it there in time either. At the border everyone on the bus has to take all of their luggage into the building and go through customs and then pack their luggage back onto the bus. Everything seemed to be moving really smoothly and all the luggage had been put away when I noticed that our bus driver was staying outside the bus doing absolutely nothing but stare off into space. This went on for 25 minutes as I was internally freaking out thinking - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no way I am going to make it to the ferry and I am going to be stuck in Vancouver again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really thought I was going to loose it on the bus driver when our final passenger finally stepped out of the building. Apparently the border control people thought he was a bit suspicious so they took him in for additional questioning, before they would allow him to get back on the bus. By this time I had no idea if I could make it to any of the last ferries. I had to think quickly..... So, instead of taking the bus into Vancouver I decided to get out at the first stop just across the border. I called a cab and just hoped that it could get me to the ferry in time. Forty five minutes and $82 (&lt;em&gt;yes, eighty two dollars&lt;/em&gt;) later I made it to the ferry with 13 minutes to spare. Just in time to find out that they only sell tickets up to the 10 minute mark before the ferry leaves. As I rushed to the ticket counter, I realized I was being helped by the slowest ticket person imaginable. As the clock ticked down and I knew I only had 1 minute left, the ticket man gave the guy in front of me the wrong ticket, so he had to do a refund and print him out a new one. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHH! I just want to get home!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; When it was my turn I couldn't even speak I was so stressed out. All I managed to say was "Nanaimo". I handed him my money and as soon as I had my ticket in hand, I ran as fast as I could (with all my luggage) through the corridors to the bay my ferry was departing from. I was (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surprise, surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) the last person to get on and they closed the gate right behind me. I realized that if my taxi driver had hit even one more red light I probably wouldn't have made it on the boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear friend Tara was so wonderful to drive 30 minutes and pick me up at 11:30pm and then drive another 30 minutes to take me home. So, I got home that night at around midnight. I spent 20 hours on Tuesday just trying to get from Salt Lake City to Nanaimo and I couldn't have been any happier to be home. Having not slept in a real bed in over 2 weeks, dealing with multiple flight cancellations, 5 delayed flights, 4 airports, 3 buses, not much sleep and spending over 85 hours of traveling &lt;strong&gt;I had had enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I will be flying again anytime soon. But all in all our holidays were great and I was so glad to be able to see all of friends and family. I hope your holidays were less eventful than mine!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3299029917031276131?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3299029917031276131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/travel-craziness-blog-part-2.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3299029917031276131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3299029917031276131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/travel-craziness-blog-part-2.html' title='Travel Craziness Blog - Part 2'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXqonvDX2QI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fLyDH8waZ-k/s72-c/ChiO+dinner+09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2021370237912338698</id><published>2009-01-18T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:10:57.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised - my travel craziness blog</title><content type='html'>Our journey to make it to Toronto by Christmas Day was very eventful to say the least!! It all started on Dec 21st at 7am when Matt and I shoveled over a foot of snow off our driveway so that my friend Tara's car could get up to our house. She dropped us off at the shuttle pickup that would take us to the airport. After a 45 min shuttle ride, 2.5 hr ferry and another 45 mins in the shuttle we finally made it to the Vancouver airport.&lt;br /&gt;We got there at 1pm and our flight was scheduled to leave at 4:30pm. Throughout the afternoon we listened and watched as hundreds of people were devastated by the news that their flights had been cancelled, due to the weather. By 4pm it was announced that our flight was delayed, but not cancelled which gave us hope. Then every 15-30 mins for the next 4 hours we were told a number of stories by various airlines employees regarding our flights' status (while more and more flights around us were being cancelled). We felt like the lucky ones, because they kept assuring us that our flight would get out. At around 8:30pm we finally started boarding. Once on the plane we were told that we were in a long line for the de-icing station. De-icing took around an hour and then we were off to wait in line at the runway (the last out of the three runways that hadn't been closed, again due to the weather). While we waited a gentleman at the front of the plane started hyperventilating and saying that his claustrophobia and the stress of waiting on the plane was too much. We had to go back and drop him at the gate. Then it was back to the de-icing station for another hour. Finally we were ready to take off...... then as luck would have it, the last runway was officially closed. You've got to be kidding me!!!! We all filed off the plane and waited for directions. And at 1am they officially cancelled our flight. We were told that if we lived in Vancouver or had someone to stay with, we were to do that. (In case you don't know, Matt and I live on the island which is a 2 hour ferry ride away, so we were stuck). We waited in line for hours, along with all the thousands of other stranded individuals. And at 3:30am were finally made it to the desk and were told that the soonest fly we could get out on would be on the 24th (3 days away). Since the ferries don't run at night and we knew no one in the area West Jet was nice enough to give us a hotel room for the night. They said they would encourage us to call the 1-800 number or come back to the airport tomorrow to see if anything else had opened up. So at 4am we were finally in our hotel room trying to wind down and get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9am and started calling the 1-800 number hoping to get through and after being on hold for 1.5 hours we had to check out of our room. So....... back to the airport we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQineGb-SI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8g6Aok9S_po/s1600-h/van+flight+board.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292893523557480738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQineGb-SI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8g6Aok9S_po/s320/van+flight+board.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 2 - more and more delays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQinBndyZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/bGf38asJtFU/s1600-h/van+airport.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292893515911383442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQinBndyZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/bGf38asJtFU/s320/van+airport.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found that they had a specific line set up for those whose flights had been cancelled and we jumped in it. The great people at West Jet did bring us water bottles and tried to keep everyone calm. 4.5 hours later, we got to the desk to find out that we could not get on any earlier flights. They were nice enough to give us another night in a hotel, so off we went again and that night we crashed pretty hard. Matt continually encouraged me to call the 1-800 through out the day (which I thought was worthless) to see if there was anyway we could get on a sooner flight. And low and behold on the afternoon of the 23rd we made it through to an agent on the phone, who found two seats that had just opened up on the flight out that night. We promptly checked out of our hotel room and headed back to the airport to check our bags and get our boarding passes. As it turned out our flight was delayed (surprise, surprise) but we eventually made it in the air. At that point it felt like a dream.... we were beginning to believe we would never make it to Toronto (but little did I know that that was only the beginning of my travel mishaps). We made it to Toronto the morning of the 24th at about 9am with a only a few hours of sleep. Since it was now Christmas Eve morning we had to head straight to Matt's dad's house which was a 3 hour drive South. We were originally planning on staying with Matt's brother who lives closer to Toronto and play with our new nephew Kyree until the 24th, but that quickly changed. We got to play with him for a few minutes while they packed up the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQim14zaKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YplrnUB7UwU/s1600-h/Matt+%26+Kyree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292893512762878114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQim14zaKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YplrnUB7UwU/s320/Matt+%26+Kyree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQfpOxy3eI/AAAAAAAAAcA/qnxS_-D1W_I/s1600-h/Kyree+energy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292890255269223906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQfpOxy3eI/AAAAAAAAAcA/qnxS_-D1W_I/s320/Kyree+energy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQfo5-RFcI/AAAAAAAAAb4/BXhYs9OE5TE/s1600-h/Kyree+%26+Matt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292890249684391362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQfo5-RFcI/AAAAAAAAAb4/BXhYs9OE5TE/s320/Kyree+%26+Matt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the long ride in the car with 4 people and a 3 month old we were ready to crash. We stayed up long enough to have a late dinner, spend time with Matt's parents and open gifts. The Belanger tradition is to open gifts on X-mas Eve. The next morning we went to Grandma's house for more gifts and to spend time with Grandpa, who has been suffering from Dementia for the last year. That was a special treat to spend time with them!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE Matt's grand parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQUk4dOMjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/GH5DH7XbCpc/s1600-h/X-mas+08+in+Toronto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292878085929972274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQUk4dOMjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/GH5DH7XbCpc/s320/X-mas+08+in+Toronto.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt and I on Christmas morning at Grandma and Grandpa's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQUkfdD9vI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ef88oBFHZ70/s1600-h/Kyree+%26+Keina.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292878079218415346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQUkfdD9vI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ef88oBFHZ70/s320/Kyree+%26+Keina.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyree with his mommy Keina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQTlhkHkqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/sA2mWX06L6w/s1600-h/Lisa+%26+Kyree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292876997453124258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQTlhkHkqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/sA2mWX06L6w/s320/Lisa+%26+Kyree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute little Kyree and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then were we off to Matt's aunt's house for dinner and the gift exchange with Matt's cousins. After dinner Matt's cousin Dave set up his new Wii and we all played all night long. I had a blast! I did manage to knock out two of Matt's cousins and his aunt when boxing on the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQTlFQYRPI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Q6j_Vci9Beg/s1600-h/Matt+%26+Joe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292876989854139634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQTlFQYRPI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Q6j_Vci9Beg/s320/Matt+%26+Joe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next 3 days were spent visiting friends - this is Matt playing Rock Band with his buddy Joe.&lt;br /&gt;We also played games with Matt's parents and of course played with our new nephew Kyree. What an amusing, highly energetic kid. He got a jolly jumper for X-mas and loved every minute he was in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQRr-AJZpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eVd49faWgOQ/s1600-h/Kyree+in+jolly+jumper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292874909142836882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQRr-AJZpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eVd49faWgOQ/s320/Kyree+in+jolly+jumper.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then after five days with no internet I told Matt we had to find somewhere I could use my laptop. This is where I ended up - downtown at the Wallaceburg Library. Wow, I have two words to describe that experience "culture shock".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQRriGAWNI/AAAAAAAAAao/DaBGEXP-15E/s1600-h/downtown+Wallaceburg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292874901651216594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQRriGAWNI/AAAAAAAAAao/DaBGEXP-15E/s320/downtown+Wallaceburg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "down town" Wallaceburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQRrJD19fI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LZyniZLUzBU/s1600-h/Wallaceburg+library.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292874894931260914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQRrJD19fI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LZyniZLUzBU/s320/Wallaceburg+library.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I got to the library and was asking about internet I was told that if I sat in one of the 3 chairs in the front corner of the library I should be able to pick up a wireless signal from one of the local business. A 10 year old boy, a retired gentleman trying to read the newspaper and me sat in the 3 chairs and enjoyed the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Next we found out that Dave had to head back to Toronto, so we would be stuck in Wallaceburg until the 31st with no car. My only choose to get to the airport would be to take a bus that left at 3am on the 31st so I could make it to the airport in time for my 9am flight. I only got an hour or so of sleep (because my body was still on West coast time) before I had to wake up to make it to the bus. Again as luck would have it, it snowed quite a bit that night, but Matt's uncle was available to drive me the 40 minutes to the bus pickup (no I am not kidding). Wallaceburg isn't exactly a thriving metropolis. It was a blizzard, freezing cold, but we made it to the bus and I was off to Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;I should quickly insert that Matt was staying behind in Toronto to work with his brother and attend Kyree's christening as his Godfather. So, I was heading to Utah by myself. And I did get a few odd looks from friends and family when they realized that this was my 2nd trip home without my husband. Don't worry, I will bring him next time.&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the bus..... I was trying to get a few hours sleep, but I kept being woken up by the bus driver's announcements. Due to the snow we were running a full hour behind schedule. WHAT!?!?! When we finally made it to the airport we were 1 .5 hours late and I only had 20 minutes to check my bags and make it to my gate. A wonderful West Jet employee (I am beginning to love the people at West Jet) got me to the front of the line and got me to my gate on time. Sigh - I was finally on my way home, well kind of. West Jet only flies to Las Vegas, so I had to fly there and then catch a Southwest flight to Salt Lake City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQM5wQ2DnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iRtuooP9nNE/s1600-h/Vegas+airport.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292869648414805618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQM5wQ2DnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iRtuooP9nNE/s320/Vegas+airport.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only view I saw of Vegas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After arriving in Vegas and checking in my baggage for the final leg of my flight, I found out that my flight was delayed! &lt;em&gt;Really? Can this really be happening to me?&lt;/em&gt; I spent about 5 hours in the airport and this was one of those times that I really wished I was a gambler, because then maybe I wouldn't have been quite so tired, exhausted, disappointed, pissed-off and did I mention exhausted? We finally boarded and we were off to good old SLC.&lt;br /&gt;My brother, sister-in-law and the kids were so wonderfully willing to pick me up from the airport and I felt so bad when everything was running so late. It was New Years Eve and I knew they were having a party with friends. But my wonderful family showed up, kids in pjs and got me out of the airport. I got to give the kids their late X-mas gifts and then they were off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, when my fingers recover from typing I will finish the story and add more pictures....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2021370237912338698?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2021370237912338698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-travel-crazinesschristmas-2008.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2021370237912338698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2021370237912338698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-travel-crazinesschristmas-2008.html' title='As promised - my travel craziness blog'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SXQineGb-SI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8g6Aok9S_po/s72-c/van+flight+board.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1243707206371107209</id><published>2009-01-05T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:33:44.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving SLC....</title><content type='html'>I am so sad I have to go home tomorrow. Even though we had a hard time getting out to Toronto and then me getting to Salt Lake, I really have enjoyed the time away from home. I didn't realize how much I missed my family and friends until I got to see them. Our new nephew Kyree is cute as ever and Alayna and Jacob have grown so much (in just 4 months). I love having these little ones in my life. They help me grasp onto what is the most important. Alayna asked her mom, "Is Uncle Matt coming too?" And she had to tell her no. That brought tears to my eyes realizing that even though we live thousands of miles away, we still have an impact on our sweet niece's life. Matt was bummed that he didn't get to come home with me this time, but I promised Alayna we would both come visit soon. I am so blessed to have a wonderful family in Canada and in the USA. We love you all so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I get home, I will share the stories of our travels...... Happy Monday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1243707206371107209?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1243707206371107209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/leaving-slc.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1243707206371107209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1243707206371107209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/leaving-slc.html' title='Leaving SLC....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6022211251907008207</id><published>2008-12-31T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:03:26.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My holiday so far spent in airports...</title><content type='html'>I am currently at the Las Vegas airport waiting for yet another delayed flight. I figured I have spent over &lt;strong&gt;60 hours&lt;/strong&gt; waiting for flights over the last week in Vancouver, Toronto and Las Vegas. More stories to come later..... I hope everyone had a great Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SVvru5xqQTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/q5w5OnI6vKw/s1600-h/airport+lines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286077778665029938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SVvru5xqQTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/q5w5OnI6vKw/s320/airport+lines.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/2524384172789343848-6022211251907008207?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6022211251907008207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-holiday-so-far-spent-in-airports.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6022211251907008207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6022211251907008207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-holiday-so-far-spent-in-airports.html' title='My holiday so far spent in airports...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SVvru5xqQTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/q5w5OnI6vKw/s72-c/airport+lines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3376465372353450179</id><published>2008-12-17T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:35:13.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I mean...</title><content type='html'>Proof of my &lt;a href="http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-island-drivers-major-problems.html#links"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt; - Cars just abandoned on the highway. I've heard from locals that people won't go back for their car for days, sometimes a week or two, if the snow continues. And if you noticed, yes, you are right there isn't much snow on the ground. Pansies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUlziiiuU8I/AAAAAAAAAZo/CwML9iZ3Vck/s1600-h/highway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280879075293811650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUlziiiuU8I/AAAAAAAAAZo/CwML9iZ3Vck/s320/highway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the sight aroung town the last 6 days. I said it, 6 days of snow!! It's kind of unheard of here. This was when we only had an inch or so of snow (we have lots more now). Gotta love it, poor guy!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUlzevaGyXI/AAAAAAAAAZg/wB2qrWX8Y7c/s1600-h/oops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280879010027850098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUlzevaGyXI/AAAAAAAAAZg/wB2qrWX8Y7c/s320/oops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it turns out I forgot about the sign for people to find our showroom, along the road, at work. No wonder it's been a quiet couple of days! Guess I'll be digging that out soon. OOOPS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUlzZB7GfCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/q2ntK8JlUNw/s1600-h/DSC02101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280878911918865442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUlzZB7GfCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/q2ntK8JlUNw/s320/DSC02101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3376465372353450179?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3376465372353450179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-what-i-mean.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3376465372353450179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3376465372353450179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-what-i-mean.html' title='This is what I mean...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUlziiiuU8I/AAAAAAAAAZo/CwML9iZ3Vck/s72-c/highway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7270073851866562087</id><published>2008-12-13T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:39:05.552-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>Snow + Island Drivers = Major Problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUQBDSkC3mI/AAAAAAAAAZA/roGG5J-0AWE/s1600-h/snow+bench.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279345819219320418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUQBDSkC3mI/AAAAAAAAAZA/roGG5J-0AWE/s320/snow+bench.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited that it finally snowed here yesterday. You may think I am nuts, but I really miss the snow. It's been weird for me to go through the last 4 winters without much snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I grew up in Utah with "The Greatest Snow on Earth" and attended Utah State University in Logan, Utah where there is more snow and colder temperatures than anywhere in Utah and that's saying something. The old saying- Walking to school up hill in snow everyday (800 E or Old Main Hill anyone?) isn't the half of it in Logan. Try walking everywhere in snow all winter, because your car sure isn't moving and even if you got it out you would get stuck somewhere (the only way to get off USU campus is to go down a hill).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you still living in Utah you are thinking, so what we've had snow for weeks and it isn't going away any time soon. But keep in mind I live on an island where the temperatures almost never get below zero. (And I am still trying to get used the temperature in Celsius, so I may be a little off) Well, it finally snowed yesterday and I was loving it until I had to go see a few clients for work and learned what its like to drive with "island drivers" in the snow! I will never again complain about Utah drivers..... It was unbelievable. I narrowly missed being in 3 accidents. The last one, I had to hop a curb to avoid being hit! The freeway hit a high speed of 60 kph (quick calculation - 37 mph) It was hillarious to see people get scared, pull off to the side of the road (or never even make it to the SIDE of the road) and just abandon their vehicles. So to say the least, it was very annoying, dangerous at times, and it took me three times as long to get where I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am complaining about the bad drivers I do love the snow and lets face it anything to switch up the rain, rain, rain, rain weather pattern is a good thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7270073851866562087?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7270073851866562087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-island-drivers-major-problems.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7270073851866562087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7270073851866562087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-island-drivers-major-problems.html' title='Snow + Island Drivers = Major Problems'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SUQBDSkC3mI/AAAAAAAAAZA/roGG5J-0AWE/s72-c/snow+bench.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4438204249682802335</id><published>2008-12-04T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:55:58.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite holiday DVD and CD</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things about December is the excuse I have to play Christmas music and watch Christmas movies as often as I want! (and yes it is getting on Matt's nerves)&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to share my favorite holiday DVD and CD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjmjtOnDyYs"&gt;(click here for a great clip)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/STik9MNtTFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/_DzrnuI259s/s1600-h/elf+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276148334622231634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/STik9MNtTFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/_DzrnuI259s/s320/elf+poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am obsessed with this movie. I think it is hilarious! I watch it year round, but it's best at Christmas time. Even though I know all the lines I still laugh every single time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a tie for 2nd between A Christmas Story and National Lampoons Christmas vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metallica: And Christmas For All&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you who know me best, you know that I am a die hard Metallica fan (yea, yea I know) I love them and there is nothing better than Metallica and X-mas music all in one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dare you to listen to it! (Even Matt's grandparents like it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/STiisdj9apI/AAAAAAAAAYw/xlPFOxTXWqk/s1600-h/Metallica+X-mas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276145848197933714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/STiisdj9apI/AAAAAAAAAYw/xlPFOxTXWqk/s320/Metallica+X-mas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sick of dreaming of a white Christmas? Ready to send Rudolph to a jingle jail? Or take a blow-torch to Frosty? Then these holiday versions of Metallica's songs have been made especially for you. We've taken some of their biggest and baddest songs and shaped them into Christmas instrumentals. If Santa catches you awake, you ain't gettin' jack. But if he's a Metallica fan, your two front teeth might be handed to instead! What better way to ring in the holidays than with these merry versions of their legendary metal anthems?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your favorites?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4438204249682802335?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4438204249682802335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-holiday-dvd-and-cd.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4438204249682802335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4438204249682802335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-holiday-dvd-and-cd.html' title='My favorite holiday DVD and CD'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/STik9MNtTFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/_DzrnuI259s/s72-c/elf+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6383777208671403966</id><published>2008-11-22T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:17:25.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't go in with high hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SSjZD0aRmtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-HEh8zWhmcE/s1600-h/twilight-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271702023468849874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SSjZD0aRmtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-HEh8zWhmcE/s320/twilight-movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I gave in and saw the Twlight today. Yes, it came out in Canada (to those of you who have asked) I don't want to spoil it for anyone so I won't post too many comments here, but would love to talk to anyone that has seen it. My only advice would be that anyone who is thinking about seeing the movie should highly consider reading the book first. The reason I say that is because I would be willing to bet they will think the movie is pretty lame and during certain parts doesn't even make sense. Also the screen writed added a few one liners that were a little desperate. I sadest part for me is that the book had GREAT one liners and dialogue that weren't used.&lt;br /&gt;By the end I came to one major realization - basically they couldn't cram all the character development that is need to make the story believable in 2 hours of film. I hope they think things through a bit more before making the next one. The books are great though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6383777208671403966?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6383777208671403966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-go-in-with-high-hopes.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6383777208671403966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6383777208671403966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-go-in-with-high-hopes.html' title='Don&apos;t go in with high hopes'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SSjZD0aRmtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-HEh8zWhmcE/s72-c/twilight-movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4080150772396092211</id><published>2008-11-05T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:07:40.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so proud to be an American</title><content type='html'>Last night was a very inspiring night for me and individuals across the globe. I am amazed by how many people in Canada are as moved by Barack Obama as American's. Barack Obama is the only thing the DJs talked about today and every one of my clients also mentioned the election - Truthfully, I just think they are jealous..... And so they should be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my favorite lines in Obama's speech -&lt;br /&gt;"I'm asking you to believe. Not only in my ability to bring about real change in Washington...I'm asking you to believe in yours."&lt;br /&gt;"And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world – our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand."&lt;br /&gt;"I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you."&lt;br /&gt;"And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heards this song today and realized how perfectly is depicts my emotions today-&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life&lt;br /&gt;And I had to start again with just my children and my wife&lt;br /&gt;I'd thank my lucky stars to be living here today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the flag still stands for freedom and they can't take that away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free&lt;br /&gt;And I won't forget the men who died who gave that right to me&lt;br /&gt;And I gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land God Bless the USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the lakes of Minnesota to the hills of Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;Across the plains of Texas from sea to shining sea&lt;br /&gt;From Detroit down to Houston and New York to LA&lt;br /&gt;There's pride in every American heart and it's time we stand and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I am free&lt;br /&gt;And I won't forget the men who died who gave that right to me&lt;br /&gt;And I gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land God Bless the USA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4080150772396092211?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4080150772396092211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-proud-to-be-american.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4080150772396092211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4080150772396092211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-proud-to-be-american.html' title='I&apos;m so proud to be an American'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1119242908774817869</id><published>2008-10-24T17:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:08:43.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE, VOTE, VOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;No matter who or what you politically support, I encourage you to vote and make your voice heard on Nov. 4th! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have read all sorts of info on Proposition 8 including my own family and friend's blogs. And after much personal thought, I'd like to share what I have learned and am frustrated with in regards to Proposition 8 and its attachments to the LDS church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gSL2idbh9NQ"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel's words here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are a few excerpts from interesting articles -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-- "Latter-day Saints are free to disagree with their church on the issue (Prop 8) without facing any sanction", said L. Whitney Clayton of the LDS Quorum of the Seventy. "We love them and bear them no ill will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;-- "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;When churches or church leaders choose to enter the public sector to engage in debate on a matter of public policy, they should be admitted to the debate and they should expect to participate in it on the same basis as all other participants. In other words, if churches or church leaders choose to oppose or favor a particular piece of legislation, their opinions should be received on the same basis as the opinions offered by other knowledgeable organizations or persons, and they should be considered on their merits. By the same token, churches and church leaders should expect the same broad latitude of discussion of their views that conventionally applies to everyone else’s participation in public policy debates. A church can claim access to higher authority on moral questions, but its opinions on the application of those moral questions to specific legislation will inevitably be challenged by and measured against secular-based legislative or political judgments.” Dallin H. Oaks (Ensign, Oct 1992)&lt;br /&gt;-- "I do expect the church to face a high cost - both externally and internally - for its prominent part in the campaign," said LDS sociologist. "The internal cost will consist of ruptured relationships between and among LDS members of opposing positions, sometimes by friends of long standing and equally strong records of church activity," Mauss said. "In some cases, it will result in disaffection and disaffiliation from the church because of the ways in which their dissent has been handled by local leaders." Robert Rees, a former LDS bishop in California, says he has not witnessed this much divisiveness in the church over a political issue in the last 50 years. Whatever the vote's outcome, Rees says, "it will take considerable humility, charity and forgiveness to heal the wounds caused by this initiative." (Salt Lake Tribune) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- Literature written by Proposition 8 proponents are freely distributed in Mormon wards &lt;/em&gt;(very inappropriate in my opinion), &lt;em&gt;giving the impression the church approves it, but much of it is "misinformation," said Morris Thurston, an LDS attorney in Orange County. Thurston has circulated a point-by-point &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mormonsformarriage.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/mat-responses-to-six-consequences-if-prop-8-fails-rev-1-1.pdf"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;refutation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to an anonymously authored document that has been widely disseminated by Mormons, "Six Consequences . . . If Proposition 8 Fails." Thurston argues that most of its arguments are either untrue or misleading&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; "The general church authorities I have spoken to have been understanding and compassionate," he said. "They counsel respect, civility and openmindedness toward those who disagree with the church's position." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-- "I am so grieved to see whom my church has chosen as friends in this campaign to pass Proposition 8," said Carol Lynn Pearson, a longtime advocate for gay Mormons. "We have gotten into bed with some of the most extreme of the 'Religious Right,' some of whom are well known as hate mongers." This was not a "mutually affectionate liaison," Pearson said, sharing quotes from her own diary. "We have been raped by organizations that hate the Mormons but love our money and our energy. Now we find ourselves pregnant with fear and even hate. The rhetoric we use, they have put in our mouths, words based more in fear than in fact." (Salt Lake Tribune) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mormonsformarriage.com/"&gt;GREAT SITE&lt;/a&gt; - You will be amazed what you will learn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;Proposition 8 is definitely a personal matter, not a religious one. Everyone has the right to believe and express that belief as they see fit, but I would encourage you to fully examine all the information you can before voting on this or any other measure!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1119242908774817869?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1119242908774817869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote-vote-vote.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1119242908774817869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1119242908774817869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote-vote-vote.html' title='VOTE, VOTE, VOTE'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2954833426736964276</id><published>2008-10-12T19:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:23:30.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Jason &amp; Mike!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256441140358971026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SPKhXgnYfpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1ui7rG2DE8Y/s320/HappilyEverAfter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; surprised this morning when I got a phone call from my oldest brother telling me that he and his boyfriend Mike eloped to Palm Springs this weekend! I am so happy that they made the decision to officially commit their lives to each other. Jason honestly couldn't have picked a better partner. Mike is such a great guy and fits perfectly into our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I love you both so much and are glad you had the opportunity to be married, even if it meant a trip down to California to do it. Congrats you two!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2954833426736964276?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2954833426736964276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/congratulations-jason-mike.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2954833426736964276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2954833426736964276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/congratulations-jason-mike.html' title='Congratulations Jason &amp; Mike!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SPKhXgnYfpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1ui7rG2DE8Y/s72-c/HappilyEverAfter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6763871669673645059</id><published>2008-10-11T14:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:15:40.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY!?!?!</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in Starbucks a few days ago, waiting for a friend, when I had an experience that scarred me for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting there, flipping through a magazine and keeping my eye out for my friend when a mom with her newborn sat down in the chair right cross from me. My first thought was "ahhh, what a beautiful brand new baby." The baby started fussing, as newborns do, and I didn't think anything of it because that's what babies do, right? Well, instead of wrapping the baby up or cuddling her or bouncing her a bit (I'm not a mom, but I thought all of these things would be good ideas) - she decides it is &lt;strong&gt;breast feeding time&lt;/strong&gt;!! Now, I am all for breastfeeding! I think its incredibly normal, healthy way to nourish and grow closer to your baby, but I thought there were unspoken rules to public breastfeeding. I was dead wrong in this situation! She pulled down her shirt, pulled out her &lt;strong&gt;bare&lt;/strong&gt; breast and let it hang out there, while she adjusted the baby and got the baby to latch on. I was a little shocked at that point, but thought that it would be over soon, because she would then cover herself up as soon as the baby latched on - &lt;strong&gt;NOPE &lt;/strong&gt;- She just left it all hang out there for the world to see. The most interesting part is that she covered up her baby from the waist down, but made not attempt to cover her breast.&lt;br /&gt;Let me remind you that I am at the front of a &lt;strong&gt;very busy&lt;/strong&gt; Startbucks, inside a big bookstore!! In the few minutes I actually remained in my chair, at least 15 other people gasped as they walked by. I had to get up and move. There was no way I was going to be able to finish the article I was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question of the day is - What are the rules to public breastfeeding? I'd like to hear from mothers, non-mothers and even any males that would like to comment on this issue......&lt;br /&gt;I am all ears!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6763871669673645059?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6763871669673645059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6763871669673645059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6763871669673645059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html' title='WHY!?!?!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1756403931190827035</id><published>2008-10-07T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:25:56.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am doing this because the debate was so....</title><content type='html'>Ok Shannon - I don't participate in these tag things very often, but after watching the Presidential Debate tonight I am a little depressed/confused/annoyed (pick an emotion) and need something positive to end my night. And if I hear McCain say "my friends" one more time I might throw a brick through my TV!! So, in the spirit of being tagged - here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Things I Love About My Husband:&lt;br /&gt;1. His sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;2. His smile&lt;br /&gt;3. His example of kindness&lt;br /&gt;4. His non-judgmental attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Movies I Would Watch More Than Once&lt;br /&gt;1. A&amp;amp;E version of Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;2. The Devil Wears Prada (I know, I know)&lt;br /&gt;3. The Program&lt;br /&gt;4. Elf w/ Will Ferrell (and yes I watch it year round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV Shows I Watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Greys Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;2. Dateline, 60 minutes, a lot of CNN and BBC&lt;br /&gt;(Does that make me old?)&lt;br /&gt;3. Lots of SPORTS (it's not a TV show, but I watch alot)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lost (even though there hasn't been a new one in forever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I've Been:&lt;br /&gt;1. No where outside North America (yes, I'm bitter)&lt;br /&gt;2. 40 of the 50 states in the US&lt;br /&gt;3. 3 of the 11 provinces in Canada&lt;br /&gt;4. How about places I've &lt;em&gt;lived&lt;/em&gt;: Utah, Texas, Georgia, Washington and British Columbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I Would Like To Go&lt;br /&gt;1. Anywhere outside North America (seeing a trend here?)&lt;br /&gt;2. The Basque country (mountains between France and Spain)&lt;br /&gt;3. Greece&lt;br /&gt;4. The 10 states I haven't been to yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four People Who Regularly Email Me&lt;br /&gt;1. work&lt;br /&gt;2. Seattle friends&lt;br /&gt;3. my family&lt;br /&gt;4. girlfriends from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Things I Would Like To Eat:&lt;br /&gt;1. angelfood cake&lt;br /&gt;2. fresh strawberries or peaches&lt;br /&gt;3. roasted red pepper and tomato soup&lt;br /&gt;4. grilled salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Things I Look Forward To In The Next Year&lt;br /&gt;1. Holding my new nephew Kyree&lt;br /&gt;2. Learning more and more about Canada&lt;br /&gt;3. Camping on the beaches of Vancouver Island (one of the most beautiful place on earth - Trust Me)&lt;br /&gt;4. Our 4th year of marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four People I Tag: (you know you love me)&lt;br /&gt;1. Ashley Suker&lt;br /&gt;2. Natalie Brand&lt;br /&gt;3. Beth Garn&lt;br /&gt;4. Maria Creech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you learned something new about me and took your mind off the debate and presidential election for a few minutes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1756403931190827035?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1756403931190827035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-doing-this-because-debate-was-so.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1756403931190827035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1756403931190827035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-doing-this-because-debate-was-so.html' title='I am doing this because the debate was so....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4722095823661077384</id><published>2008-10-06T21:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:01:46.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Tina Fey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48ead11a366467ed/4727a2501a2a0f59/f0d6286/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4722095823661077384?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4722095823661077384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-tina-fey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4722095823661077384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4722095823661077384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-tina-fey.html' title='I love Tina Fey!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7413482994657283644</id><published>2008-10-05T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:37:38.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip home in Sept</title><content type='html'>I know it has been over a month since my trip home to Utah. I had a great time, but have been incredibly busy with my new job since I got back. So, sorry to those of you who have been asking for pictures. Here they are-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlbNxqGpoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/y58X5Tpr8ds/s1600-h/Lou.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253830732530755202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlbNxqGpoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/y58X5Tpr8ds/s320/Lou.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The beautiful bride!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZi4UPC8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/gszwLhpqSBQ/s1600-h/DSC01625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828896072076226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZi4UPC8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/gszwLhpqSBQ/s320/DSC01625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole Suker family - minus Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZjdfA54I/AAAAAAAAAXg/JUyRe4nMgxY/s1600-h/DSC01627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828906049398658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZjdfA54I/AAAAAAAAAXg/JUyRe4nMgxY/s320/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My big bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZj5Y9OTI/AAAAAAAAAXo/adTRGwwr3T8/s1600-h/DSC01636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828913540184370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZj5Y9OTI/AAAAAAAAAXo/adTRGwwr3T8/s320/DSC01636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alayna learned that yellow is my favorite color so she took me to see the "yellow" flowers near her house. On the walk there, she pointed out all the yellow things for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this little girl more than anything!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZkO-P4_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/MeJIFF_9HQc/s1600-h/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828919333741554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZkO-P4_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/MeJIFF_9HQc/s320/sisters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe how gorgeous my sister is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZkQqOOjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YRHtuOU_SMQ/s1600-h/bax+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828919786617394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlZkQqOOjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YRHtuOU_SMQ/s320/bax+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good old Bax... I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXuNxRLSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/OFgwVcvuWKM/s1600-h/DSC01676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826891786300706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXuNxRLSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/OFgwVcvuWKM/s320/DSC01676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is girls night out. We had so much fun laughing and catching up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXucFxk0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/NjZ4sfYWXG8/s1600-h/DSC01678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826895630406466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXucFxk0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/NjZ4sfYWXG8/s320/DSC01678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my Chi-O's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXumbNnqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/OvqF-mEFImw/s1600-h/DSC01666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826898404679330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXumbNnqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/OvqF-mEFImw/s320/DSC01666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Classic Jake look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXu-NJofI/AAAAAAAAAXI/g6nGf-3SoXU/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826904788148722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXu-NJofI/AAAAAAAAAXI/g6nGf-3SoXU/s320/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just adore her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXvbkym3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Pb4oLE9oAFo/s1600-h/DSC01640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253826912671931250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlXvbkym3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Pb4oLE9oAFo/s320/DSC01640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow cute is he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253824759813151378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlVyHjQmpI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hTKI3ov8HiE/s320/Annie+and+Lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Annie and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTEgENzSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/PI_XXKh7bv0/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253821777096592674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTEgENzSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/PI_XXKh7bv0/s320/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The happy couple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFGA1REI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qgpMv3dk6Tg/s1600-h/DSC01703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253821787282949186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFGA1REI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qgpMv3dk6Tg/s320/DSC01703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFO7CK1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/eGqhB0MNA5s/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253821789674548050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFO7CK1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/eGqhB0MNA5s/s320/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lou's bachelorette dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFam46aI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kSp11truKho/s1600-h/DSC01708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253821792811280802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFam46aI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kSp11truKho/s320/DSC01708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved her cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFkMZPEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/uJO18kN1V8Q/s1600-h/DSC01674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253821795384507458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlTFkMZPEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/uJO18kN1V8Q/s320/DSC01674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't realize how much I missed the Utah mountains......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was so fun to spend time with all of my family and friends! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next time I will make sure I take Matt with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7413482994657283644?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7413482994657283644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-trip-home-in-sept.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7413482994657283644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7413482994657283644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-trip-home-in-sept.html' title='My trip home in Sept'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOlbNxqGpoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/y58X5Tpr8ds/s72-c/Lou.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-487276154833264735</id><published>2008-09-29T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:41:07.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Palin putting her decorating skills to work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bear and the crab are nice touches...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOF_Ig3geFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qHzvbJ1Hsfc/s1600-h/Palin+office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251618424729139282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOF_Ig3geFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qHzvbJ1Hsfc/s400/Palin+office.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This image appeared in The New York Times, accompanying the story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/30/us/politics/30palin.html?pagewanted=1&amp;amp;ref=politics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sarah Heath Palin, an Outsider Who Charms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY?!? What were you thinking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-487276154833264735?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/487276154833264735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/palin-palin-palinwhat-were-you-thinking.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/487276154833264735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/487276154833264735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/palin-palin-palinwhat-were-you-thinking.html' title='Palin putting her decorating skills to work'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SOF_Ig3geFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qHzvbJ1Hsfc/s72-c/Palin+office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8282540041156133461</id><published>2008-09-23T14:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:17:25.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years Going Strong...</title><content type='html'>Yep, that's right, it was our 3 year Anniversary yesterday. And what a crazy 3 years it has been!! Between the 2 of us we have moved 6 times, gone through immigration paperwork in 2 countries, made dozens and dozens of new friends, watched 8 of them have babies, lived apart for 8 of the 36 months, and still don't know what it is like to have both of us working full-time (I can explain that to anyone who really wants to know why). BUT - We finally now have a place to call home and are definitely the happiest we have ever been. We owe a big thank you to all of our family and friends who have helped us through the craziness over the past 3 years and look forward to a more settled life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married to my best friend who teaches me how to be a kinder and more gentle person everyday! He is such an inspiration and great example to me. I am so thankful I found him (thanks to my mom from up above).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-8282540041156133461?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8282540041156133461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-going-strong.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8282540041156133461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8282540041156133461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-going-strong.html' title='3 Years Going Strong...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-773413802436559042</id><published>2008-09-20T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:15:26.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 reasons I love Fall....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. College Football&lt;br /&gt;2. Cooler weather&lt;br /&gt;3. Anything and everything pumpkin spiced&lt;br /&gt;4. College Football&lt;br /&gt;5. The beautiful changing leaf colors&lt;br /&gt;6. Our 3rd wedding anniversary&lt;br /&gt;7. College Football&lt;br /&gt;8. Remembering the fall clothes that have been packed away&lt;br /&gt;9. Oktoberfest (it's really big here)&lt;br /&gt;10. Oh, did I mention - College Football&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SNW7nNSUdLI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/U6Dc-ubs890/s1600-h/college+football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248307223025972402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SNW7nNSUdLI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/U6Dc-ubs890/s320/college+football.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/2524384172789343848-773413802436559042?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/773413802436559042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-10-reasons-i-love-fall.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/773413802436559042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/773413802436559042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-10-reasons-i-love-fall.html' title='Top 10 reasons I love Fall....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SNW7nNSUdLI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/U6Dc-ubs890/s72-c/college+football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-924080013867570547</id><published>2008-09-14T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:35:30.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Seek first to understand, then to be understood" by Stephen Covey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Having children makes you no more a parent than having a piano makes you a pianist."&lt;br /&gt;by Michael Levine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city." by George Burns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-924080013867570547?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/924080013867570547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/seek-first-to-understand-then-to-be.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/924080013867570547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/924080013867570547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/seek-first-to-understand-then-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4070003998523506026</id><published>2008-09-12T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:54:31.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My quotes for today...</title><content type='html'>"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind"&lt;br /&gt;~Dr. Seuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family quarrels are bitter things. They don't go by any rules. They're not like aches or wounds; they're more like splits in the skin that won't heal because there's not enough material.&lt;br /&gt;~F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are God's apology for family relations. ~Hugh Kingsmill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4070003998523506026?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4070003998523506026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-quotes-for-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4070003998523506026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4070003998523506026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-quotes-for-today.html' title='My quotes for today...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8990993965500918413</id><published>2008-08-29T16:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:24:42.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winners are - Biden and Palin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so sad when the Olympics ended, but have now realized that my obsession has only been redirected. It switched from &lt;strong&gt;NBC&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;CNN&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a great week it has been in politics! But before talking about the VP choices I have to share an experience (yes it's about Canada, so skip ahead if you want). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hear stories about &lt;strong&gt;"stupid"&lt;/strong&gt; Americans who don't know which country is south of the US or whether Canadians still live in igloos, but I know these people exist. I found it very refreshing to hear about &lt;strong&gt;"stupid"&lt;/strong&gt; Canadians too. This experience had me rolling on the ground laughing.&lt;br /&gt;After a coworker of mine spent the day at a project with our boss she returned to the office with one question.... "Is Barack Obama a color of granite I don't know about? I hear about it every where." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can only begin to imagine where that question came from. &lt;strong&gt;Really, come on...?&lt;/strong&gt; Not only does she not know&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he is, but she didn't even clue in to the fact that it is a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;human being's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That one takes the cake for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLiC5JriVcI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UKhlUJoXTWc/s1600-h/Biden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240082084808250818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLiC5JriVcI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UKhlUJoXTWc/s320/Biden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now back to politics - I think Barack made a great choice. Joe Biden is definitely someone who shares his voice and seems to do things in the same manor. I do have to say that his son Beau's speech and introduction of him at the convention was a bit cheesy for me. I know Joe is a great dad and that he lost his wife and daughter, but I felt that was played up a bit much. I wish Americans could have learned more about his previous policy decisions and what he has specifically done to get where he is now. I have thoroughly enjoyed doing my own research and hope others do the same before they make their decision as to who they will vote for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLiCqA8OncI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DK8Y59pH8b0/s1600-h/palin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240081824764304834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLiCqA8OncI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DK8Y59pH8b0/s320/palin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On to McCain - He actually managed to surprise me. I didn't think the old guy had it in him. I think it will take a day or two for the news to sink in, but I am excited to learn more about Sarah Palin. The one thing I am sure of is that this choice is an attempt by McCain to siphon off women who supported Hillary Clinton. And as someone who isn't a big fan of Hillary, I am glad there is another woman in the national political spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to learning more about all the candidates and making an informed decision in November. Til then I would love to hear your thoughts on this fun political season...&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/2524384172789343848-8990993965500918413?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8990993965500918413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-winners-are-sarah-and-joe.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8990993965500918413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8990993965500918413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-winners-are-sarah-and-joe.html' title='And the winners are - Biden and Palin'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLiC5JriVcI/AAAAAAAAAQg/UKhlUJoXTWc/s72-c/Biden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7970421851177535388</id><published>2008-08-22T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:29:06.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat like Mike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLCc_hjpMII/AAAAAAAAAQI/Dcod2IJiUoo/s1600-h/phelps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237858981785448578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLCc_hjpMII/AAAAAAAAAQI/Dcod2IJiUoo/s400/phelps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've all heard about Michael Phelps 12,000 calories a day, but what crazy person would actually eat that much? If you were paid by The Globe and Mail (National Canadian paper) to write a column about it, I guess you might attempt it. This is Dave McGinn's experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In bloated, panting-for-breath retrospect, it was crazy to think I could match Michael Phelps. Not in the pool, of course. That would just be stupid. No, I had the audacity to think I could tackle Phelps at the kitchen table.Where do I stand against Phelps? He is: 23 years old. I am: 31 years old. He stands: 6 foot 4. I stand: 6 foot 4. He weighs: 195 lbs. I weigh: 198 lbs. He has: more gold medals than any Olympian in history. I have: too much time on my hands. But I've been swimming laps all summer in an effort to work off my gut, so it really did seem possible. I know, I know. I can hear all the incredulous voices and the head shaking that goes with them: Do you know how much Michael Phelps eats? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a whopping 12,000-calorie-a-day diet.&lt;br /&gt;The average 23-year-old man consumes about 2,000 calories a day. And even on the best of days I have to wake up pretty early and work pretty hard to reach the category of an average man. But who knows, I thought, maybe to swim like Phelps you first have to eat like Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/strong&gt; Obviously, if you're going to attempt the Phelps breakfast you have to work up an appetite. So on Saturday morning, I begin the day with 30 minutes of yoga, 30 push-ups, 90 crunches and a three-kilometre run, burning 936 calories, according to an online calorie counter. I probably expend more energy prepping breakfast: It takes 45 minutes and uses every single kitchen utensil I own.&lt;br /&gt;I start with the fried-egg sandwiches. I feel it might be possible to eat the whole meal. After polishing two of them off, I move on to the French toast. After eating all three pieces, I'm doing some pretty laboured mouth breathing. Forcing myself to buck up, I start eating a chocolate-chip pancake the size of my face. Both cups of coffee are done.&lt;br /&gt;What's missing from the meal? Fruit. Seriously, Mike, would it kill you to eat an orange wedge? Parading your bazillion gold medals around is no fun when you've got scurvy. On the verge of nausea, I force myself to take one bite from a bowl of Cream of Wheat (my substitute for grits, because good luck finding grits north of the Mason-Dixon line).&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like Mr. Creosote from Monty Python's The Meaning of Life, I'm one bite away from asking my girlfriend for a bucket. I call it quits after an hour of eating in earnest, leaving one fried-egg sandwich, two chocolate-chip pancakes, most of a bowl of Cream of Wheat, and a five-egg omelette on the table, laughing at me from the heights of Phelpsian wonder. “Dude,” I curse my Olympian nemesis, “how do you not weigh 700 pounds?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch:&lt;/strong&gt; It takes about two hours after breakfast before I can even think about going to the pool, but eventually I get there. I feel more energetic than usual, my front crawl moving me through the water with more power than it has all summer. Nor am I as tired as I usually am when I hit the wall to turn. But with this many calories coursing through my veins, I should be able to tie a rope around my waist and tug a freighter in to harbour. My go-for-the-gold confidence crashes when I decide to try the butterfly stroke. I'm able to do about four strokes of what must easily be the most embarrassingly awkward misrepresentation of the form before nearly sinking. The teenaged lifeguard is suppressing laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I swim for 45 minutes, burning 472 calories. When I get back from the pool, I go through my morning exercise routine again, shaving off another 936 calories. By 3 p.m. I'm not even remotely hungry, but I have to have lunch because dinner is fast approaching. I eat the two ham-and-cheese sandwiches and drink two Gatorades while out on a friend's boat, which surprisingly is not heeling to the side I'm sitting on. When I get home, I eat the pound of enriched pasta with tomato sauce, which works out to be three heaping platefuls.&lt;br /&gt;Starting my third plate, I'm forced to ponder a question I've never faced at a meal in my entire life: Am I having hot flashes? A strange sensation of heat is emanating from the pit of my stomach and working its way up through my shoulders. This can't be good.&lt;br /&gt;Just before the clock strikes 9 p.m., I've consumed in 12 hours almost the same caloric intake I would normally eat over the course of three days. The mouth breathing continues. I have to lie down on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;It's only a mix of what willpower I have left and the sheer terror of eating dinner that forces me out of the house to go running again. My 30-minute run burns just 562 calories. I feel like an over-stuffed sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner:&lt;/strong&gt; What, no dessert? I'm surprised the guy doesn't finish off the day with 16 quarts of double-churned chocolate ice cream topped with an M&amp;amp;M the size of a country ham. Still, the carb-heavy menu would have most South Beach dieters making the cross with their index fingers in horror.&lt;br /&gt;OK, throw that pizza in the oven, and let's do this. While the pizza cooks, I turn on the TV and see the U.S. Men's Olympic swim team – fit, trim, healthy as oxen, none of them looking like they would cry like a toddler at the sight of another plate of spaghetti. I don't even bother cooking the pasta.&lt;br /&gt;I manage to drink three Gatorades. After you've been eating all day, each big chug of an energy drink feels like a mouthful of pot roast. I decide to eat only as much of the pizza as I can. I make it halfway through. As I look at the other half, my girlfriend looks at me as if she will never find me attractive ever again if I so much as try to cram just one more piece of pepperoni into my gullet.&lt;br /&gt;I need to lie down. As I collapse on the couch, Phelps wins his eighth gold medal. My awe for him has tripled. If he ever retires from swimming, he could make a killing at those competitive eating contests. That hot dog guy's got nothing on him. I've spent an entire day pushing myself to the limits of intestinal explosion and I still fell short one fried-egg sandwich, two chocolate-chip pancakes, a bowl of grits, a five-egg omelette, a pound of pasta, half a pizza and more than four litres of Gatorade. I feel humbled and crestfallen, the way you do when forced to confront your limitations.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I will spring out of bed tomorrow ready to run a marathon, or if I will hide under the covers in fear, trembling at the prospect of eating again. Both seem like distinct possibilities. Michael Phelps now has 14 gold medals from two Olympics, the all-time record. He should bring me one of those medals just for eating what I did today. But I'd settle for a bucket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7970421851177535388?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7970421851177535388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/eat-like-mike.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7970421851177535388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7970421851177535388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/eat-like-mike.html' title='Eat like Mike'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SLCc_hjpMII/AAAAAAAAAQI/Dcod2IJiUoo/s72-c/phelps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-453874714704169539</id><published>2008-08-22T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:44:01.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>November 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SK8N9Mgln7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Op1pDqt22_8/s1600-h/twilight+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237420236636266418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SK8N9Mgln7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Op1pDqt22_8/s320/twilight+movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, you might have heard that the release of the sixth Harry Potter movie (I don't know what it is called) has been moved from this Thanksgiving to next summer. I have never read Harry Potter or seen any of the movies, but I know a lot of others may be sad about this announcement. Am I? - NOPE!! Even though they claim the Harry Potter change had nothing to do with it, the good people at Summit announced that Twilight fans are going to get their movie three weeks earlier than scheduled. That's right—Twilight will be released in theaters November 21st! And even though I wasn't a big fan of the 4th book, Breaking Dawn, I will definitely be seeing the Twilight movie to remind me how much I enjoyed the first 3 books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-453874714704169539?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/453874714704169539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/november-21st-it-is.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/453874714704169539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/453874714704169539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/november-21st-it-is.html' title='November 21st'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SK8N9Mgln7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Op1pDqt22_8/s72-c/twilight+movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3004759429944854480</id><published>2008-08-16T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:56:36.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't help but smile...</title><content type='html'>First of all you need to know that Canadians as a whole are &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;outgoing and friendly people. I can rarely stand in line (or line-up as they say here) at the grocery store without someone talking to me. I was already aware of this, but it has been proven to me time and time again over the last 72 hours. Between my client's at work, grocery shopping, Best Buy, pumping gas, renting videos, the post office and the farmers market I have interacted with a lot of people in 72 hours. I have come to the conclusioin that it is near impossible to pass a Canadian without them striking up a conversation or commenting on the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The topics of choice by those who have stopped me in the last 72 hours:&lt;br /&gt;- diapers (I don't have kids)&lt;br /&gt;- the olympics (of course)&lt;br /&gt;- the fact that Canada FINALLY won a medal&lt;br /&gt;- the weather (90% throw that one in there somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;- asking me random questions about the US (yes, I still have a Washington license plate, Washington drivers license for ID purposes, and an "American accent" apparently)&lt;br /&gt;- asking me how long I waited the last time I was at the hospital - it's a BIG topic here (I haven't been to a hospital in Canada yet)&lt;br /&gt;- asking if I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; Michael Phelps (yes, asking me if I PERSONALLY know Michael Phelps, &lt;em&gt;like every American knows every other American&lt;/em&gt;. I don't ask them if they know Wayne Gretsky or Mike Myers)&lt;br /&gt;- anything about Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;- the weather (big shocker)&lt;br /&gt;- asking why my WAMU "credit card" says DEBIT on it (see March 21st post)&lt;br /&gt;- asking me if I voted for Bush 4 years ago and who I will be voting for this year (but don't ever ask a Canadian what party they belong to or who they voted for because THAT is too personal a question)&lt;br /&gt;- and lastly you guessed it - the weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I love living here.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3004759429944854480?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3004759429944854480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-cant-help-but-smile.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3004759429944854480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3004759429944854480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-cant-help-but-smile.html' title='You can&apos;t help but smile...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6458852243407233143</id><published>2008-08-14T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T10:30:42.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a new nephew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SKT4VzBiY7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/xnFQEWPMcss/s1600-h/Kyree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234581720268956594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SKT4VzBiY7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/xnFQEWPMcss/s320/Kyree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyree Christian Belanger was born August 11th to Matt's brother Dave and his girlfriend Keina. We are so excited for them. This is the first grandbaby in the Belanger family so you can imagine how much attention he is getting. I am sad that they live all the way out in Ontario, so we won't be able to meet the cute little guy for a while :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SKT4WH71bmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Hsd0qbvEN0o/s1600-h/Kyree+&amp;amp;+Dave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234581725882183266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SKT4WH71bmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Hsd0qbvEN0o/s320/Kyree+%26+Dave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave looks like a natural!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6458852243407233143?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6458852243407233143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-new-nephew.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6458852243407233143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6458852243407233143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-new-nephew.html' title='We have a new nephew!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SKT4VzBiY7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/xnFQEWPMcss/s72-c/Kyree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7168191753055861506</id><published>2008-08-09T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:07:10.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What an addiction!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SJ4d0XMAyyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yLm8sG_7bl0/s1600-h/beijing+logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232652602465897250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SJ4d0XMAyyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yLm8sG_7bl0/s320/beijing+logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My name is Lisa and I am addicted to the Olympics! Yes, it's true. It doesn't matter what sport is showing, I will watch it and cheer with the best of them. Let's be honest, you all know I watch any and all sporting events on TV already, but this is especially exciting for me because I am watching the Olympics for the first time on non-US TV stations. It's great to be able to watch in-depth info on athletes outside of the US also. Canadian sportcasters have been showing interviews and insights on athletes from all over the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like that I have options though. Matt and I also get the US stations (yes we are stealing a Dish signal from Seattle) so it's great to be able to watch it from the US perspective also. Either way, I am hooked!! If my house doesn't remain as clean as normal over the next few weeks you will know why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that no fights break out in our house, because you know I will be ruiting for the good old USA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(sorry in advance to my Canadian friends)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7168191753055861506?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7168191753055861506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-addiction.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7168191753055861506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7168191753055861506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-addiction.html' title='What an addiction!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SJ4d0XMAyyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yLm8sG_7bl0/s72-c/beijing+logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8149248579345157011</id><published>2008-08-02T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:19:51.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a disappointment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SJSqhEWh3NI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-_qoGMWHGN8/s1600-h/breaking+dawn+fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229992552364629202" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SJSqhEWh3NI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-_qoGMWHGN8/s320/breaking+dawn+fail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wouldn't say that I am a Twlight fan, but I did enjoy Stephanie Meyer's first 3 books and I even enjoyed The Host, but Breaking Dawn was a disappointment!! I don't want to ruin the book for anyone so I won't give anything away, but when everyone else finishes it and wants to talk about it let me know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI- If you have kids, I wouldn't let them read this one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-8149248579345157011?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8149248579345157011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-disappointment.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8149248579345157011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8149248579345157011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-disappointment.html' title='What a disappointment...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SJSqhEWh3NI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-_qoGMWHGN8/s72-c/breaking+dawn+fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2477381908510069274</id><published>2008-07-26T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:39:05.553-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>Stuff White People Like #75 Threatening to move to Canada</title><content type='html'>This post is thanks to Lindsey Maxfield and her brilliant mind...&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you from &lt;a href="http://www.stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/"&gt;http://www.stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to their list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#75 Threatening to move to Canada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Often times, white people get frustrated with the state of their country. They do not like the President, or Congress, or the health care system, or the illegal status of Marijuana &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;(it is also illegal in Canada, but I am sure that will change soon).&lt;/span&gt; Whenever they are presented with a situation that seems unreasonable to them, their first instinct is to threaten to move to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;For example, if you are watching TV with white people and there is a piece on the news about that they do not agree with, they are likely to declare “ok, that’s it, I’m moving to Canada.”&lt;br /&gt;Though they will never actually move to Canada, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;(but mind you I actually did)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the act of declaring that they are willing to undertake the journey is very symbolic in white culture. It shows that their dedication to their lifestyle and beliefs are so strong, that they would consider packing up their entire lives and moving to a country that is only slightly different to the one they live in now. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;(refer to March17-21 blog posts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Within white culture, it is agreed upon that if Canada had better weather it would be a perfect place. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The funny thing is that BC, in my opinion, has better weather than most areas in the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Being aware that this information can be used quite easily to gain the trust of white people. Whenever they say, “I’m moving to Canada,” you must immediately respond with “I have relatives in Canada.” &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Chances are if you are reading this you can safely say that you have family/friends in Canada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will then expect you to tell them about how Canada has a perfect healthcare system, legalized everything and no crime. Though &lt;strong&gt;not true&lt;/strong&gt;, it will reassure them that they are making the right choice by saying they want to move there.&lt;br /&gt;But be warned, they will reference you in future conversations and possibly call on you to settle disputes about Canadian tax rates. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Taxes in BC just went down from 6% to 5%, YEA!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So use this advice only if you plan to do some basic research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: Canadian white people threaten to move to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;Note: Europeans are unable to threaten to move anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2477381908510069274?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2477381908510069274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/stuff-white-people-like-75-threatening.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2477381908510069274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2477381908510069274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/stuff-white-people-like-75-threatening.html' title='Stuff White People Like #75 Threatening to move to Canada'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-1294472428465164592</id><published>2008-07-19T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:39:05.553-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>How Canada stole the American dream</title><content type='html'>I know that this is one magazine's opinion, but having lived in Canada for a year now (I can't beleive it's been that long), I am beginning to agree. Read on and be amazed! If you don't appreciate this article, or learn something new, you need to have your eyes opened a bit anyway (and my guess is that you probably live in Utah). ENJOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macleans.ca/canada/national/article.jsp?content=20080625_50113_50113"&gt;http://www.macleans.ca/canada/national/article.jsp?content=20080625_50113_50113&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are too lazy to read the article, here are a few statistics I found interesting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(from 2007/2008 study, all money is in US dollars):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONEY/FAMILY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- median family net worth: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN $123,000&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US $93,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- median household income: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN $44,000&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US $46,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- per capita personal debt: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN $23,000&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US $40,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- % of annual household expenditure spent on housing: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 19%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 34%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- average # of hours worked per week: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 34.6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 37.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- % of parents who have dinner at home with family every night: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 40%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 28%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- % of household expediture that's spent on vehicle purchases: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 4.5%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 7.1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- luxury, large and sport vehicles as a % of light vehicle sales: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 11%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 21.3%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of marriages per year per 1,000 unmarried woman age 15+: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 22.2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 40.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- age at 1st marraige for woman: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 28.5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 25.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- age at 1st marraige for men: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 30.6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 26.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- # of divorces per year per 1,000 married women age 15+: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 10.6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 16.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- % of births to unmarried women: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 25.6%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 38.5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- life expectancy for men: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 77.8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 75.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- life expectancy for women: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 82.6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 80.4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- infant deaths per 1,000 live births: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 5.3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 6.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- % with diabetes: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 4.7%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 6.7%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- public and private health care spending per person each year: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN $3,326&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US $6,401&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- % of women who are obese: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 19%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- %&amp;amp; of men who are obese: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 17%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 31%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRIME&lt;br /&gt;- guns per 100 people: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 30&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gun murders (per 100,000): &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 0.6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 3.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- murders (all causes) per 100,000 population: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 1.9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 5.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- robberies per 100,000 population: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 94&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 146&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEX&lt;br /&gt;- % who have sex at least once a week: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 59%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 53%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- sex sessions per year: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 100&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 85&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- % of teens who say they used a condom the last time they had sex: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 76%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 62%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- # of teen pregnancies per 100,000 teen females: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 3,050&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 7,200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- # of teen girls with Chlamydia (per 100,000): &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 1,367&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 2,863&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TRAVEL&lt;br /&gt;- average # of leisure trips each person takes each year: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 5.2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 5.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- of those trips, # which are to foreign destinations: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 1.2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 0.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- # of overnight trips taken outside of the country (per 100,000): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 71,900&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 21,300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- % of citizens with passports: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAN 50%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;US 30%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-1294472428465164592?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1294472428465164592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-canada-stole-american-dream.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1294472428465164592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/1294472428465164592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-canada-stole-american-dream.html' title='How Canada stole the American dream'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6453886531647202959</id><published>2008-07-12T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:55:10.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories...</title><content type='html'>Take a stroll down Memory Lane with me... I got this from my sister-in-laws blog. I thought it would be interesting and fun. So, let loose and play along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the directions:&lt;br /&gt;1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. Let's see what happens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6453886531647202959?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6453886531647202959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6453886531647202959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6453886531647202959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='Memories...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8719369010617788958</id><published>2008-07-06T17:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:03:31.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got to thinking...</title><content type='html'>After a conversation with my boss about temples of the world I got to thinking...I couldn't believe it when I counted, but I have been to 41 temples of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I am grateful to have had the opportunities I have had to visit so many and to have lived in so many areas with temples. I am especially excited about the Vancouver Temple that is currently under construction and is to be finished in 2010. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SHFfJ8E1F7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lUFR82g3H2Y/s1600-h/Vancouver+Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220058067448960946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SHFfJ8E1F7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lUFR82g3H2Y/s320/Vancouver+Temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have never been outside of North America, but hope that one day I will. And with that I hope to be able to increase the number of temples I will see over my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the ones I have been to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-0f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-0f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2449958197292314639&amp;site=widget-0f.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2449958197292314639&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0f.slide.com/p1/2449958197292314639/ms_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2449958197292314639&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0f.slide.com/p2/2449958197292314639/ms_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2449958197292314639&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0f.slide.com/p4/2449958197292314639/ms_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-8719369010617788958?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8719369010617788958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/temples.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8719369010617788958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8719369010617788958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/temples.html' title='I got to thinking...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SHFfJ8E1F7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lUFR82g3H2Y/s72-c/Vancouver+Temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4385996482429609779</id><published>2008-07-05T16:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:40:26.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>$6.12 a gallon</title><content type='html'>We broke $6.00 in Canada..... Can you believe it? This week when I went to get gas the price was $1.53 per liter. I was floored. But I guess I should start getting used to it, because I am sure it will just keep climbing. So next time you fill your car with gas, be grateful that you are only paying $4.00+ a gallon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4385996482429609779?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4385996482429609779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/612-gallon.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4385996482429609779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4385996482429609779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/612-gallon.html' title='$6.12 a gallon'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6258672302445096149</id><published>2008-07-01T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:40:26.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SGr8bXGXNUI/AAAAAAAAALg/RDmP83dZI0Y/s1600-h/canada_flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218260665249510722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SGr8bXGXNUI/AAAAAAAAALg/RDmP83dZI0Y/s400/canada_flag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To all my Canadian friends and family - Happy Canada Day! It's great to be able to say that as a Canadian.....&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyones celebrations were safe and full of wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone south of the border I wish you all a Happy 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6258672302445096149?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6258672302445096149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-canada-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6258672302445096149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6258672302445096149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SGr8bXGXNUI/AAAAAAAAALg/RDmP83dZI0Y/s72-c/canada_flag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6823441147756426728</id><published>2008-06-24T19:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:07:27.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our "garden"</title><content type='html'>We love where we live, got a great deal on rent (house prices are through the roof here), and have great landlords. Having said all of that, I would give anything for some grass and more than a 18 x 3 foot patch of dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to the beautiful ambiance, our patio area is covered in luscious green turf and is surrounded by a very up-to-date urban fence. (I hope you hear the sarcasm screaming through your computer screen) But with our glorious patch of dirt, we managed to create a little veggie/herb "garden". &lt;em&gt;You can see from the picture below why I put the word garden in quotes.&lt;/em&gt; We even had to put the peppers in pots because we ran out of room. At least we live in a great part of the city and have a fresh coat of paint on the walls. What more can we ask for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SGGlud6GLnI/AAAAAAAAALM/bHidgZKdnzw/s1600-h/Garden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215632061192613490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SGGlud6GLnI/AAAAAAAAALM/bHidgZKdnzw/s320/Garden.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/2524384172789343848-6823441147756426728?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6823441147756426728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-garden.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6823441147756426728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6823441147756426728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-garden.html' title='Our &quot;garden&quot;'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SGGlud6GLnI/AAAAAAAAALM/bHidgZKdnzw/s72-c/Garden.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7920827988746484927</id><published>2008-06-19T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:49:48.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I said, do what you want....</title><content type='html'>I went to get my hair highlighted today and I wasn't really in a decision making mood, so I said, "Do what you want...." After my stylist's shock wore off he was nice enough to ask if I wanted blond, red or more browns. Matt doesn't like me as a blond, so I told him RED it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Warning: color is much more vibrant in person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFs1xdZerRI/AAAAAAAAALE/aD7ZeSXzsNs/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213820117432839442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFs1xdZerRI/AAAAAAAAALE/aD7ZeSXzsNs/s400/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt loves it, but the verdict is still out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7920827988746484927?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7920827988746484927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-said-do-what-you-want.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7920827988746484927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7920827988746484927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-said-do-what-you-want.html' title='I said, do what you want....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFs1xdZerRI/AAAAAAAAALE/aD7ZeSXzsNs/s72-c/DSC01553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-178288098237035889</id><published>2008-06-19T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:03:50.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ Time</title><content type='html'>Our wonderful friends Brandi and Brenden invited us up to their house for Father's Day weekend. You really can't beat hanging out in the sun, playing in the yard with their adorable daughter, cooking up all sorts of food, meeting new people, the BBQ (as you know by now this is Matt's favorite part), shopping at the local nursery and getting caught up on each others lives. Other than the dog peeing on my new plants and not getting much sleep it was a wonderful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrYWPDR9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/7XdxFi6DG3s/s1600-h/DSC01512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213808690897045458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrYWPDR9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/7XdxFi6DG3s/s320/DSC01512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cuddlin' by the fire....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrYu82q_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/_TmjpVoEw-s/s1600-h/DSC01522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213808697531608050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrYu82q_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/_TmjpVoEw-s/s320/DSC01522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My BFF Brandi at the end of our long night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrY_d1L6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/nYf2DmW5Ck8/s1600-h/DSC01509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213808701964890018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrY_d1L6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/nYf2DmW5Ck8/s320/DSC01509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their beautiful daughter Marlyse and me. I LOVE her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(don't worry Di, Alayna hasn't been replaced)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrZc3jUHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yzU6Oj4weoQ/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213808709857398898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrZc3jUHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yzU6Oj4weoQ/s320/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Marlyse could play together all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for a great weekend guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next time we will host.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-178288098237035889?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/178288098237035889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/bbq-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/178288098237035889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/178288098237035889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/bbq-time.html' title='BBQ Time'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFsrYWPDR9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/7XdxFi6DG3s/s72-c/DSC01512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8214593125898281156</id><published>2008-06-11T18:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:43:52.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in the good old USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After waiting 8 months for my immigration paperwork, we were finally able to make it back to the US. We had to import my car and a number of other things, so it was a good excuse to come down for a visit. We were lucky enough to stay with friends and hang out with them for a few days. Matt and I both realized how much we miss Seattle and all of our friends there. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6QaARDZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZIpCJ1epa9A/s1600-h/Me,+Sean,+Stephen,+Steph+&amp;amp;+Molly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210799191144598930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6QaARDZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZIpCJ1epa9A/s320/Me,+Sean,+Stephen,+Steph+%26+Molly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molly, Steph, Stephen, Sean and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6Q6_QFsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Mjbogt8EBfc/s1600-h/Stephen+and+Todd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210799199998711490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6Q6_QFsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Mjbogt8EBfc/s320/Stephen+and+Todd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Todd and Stephen doing their thing at karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6R1HPvNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_KpdtWlq3xo/s1600-h/the+grill.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210799215601499346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6R1HPvNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_KpdtWlq3xo/s320/the+grill.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt and Sean at the grill, they were SO proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6SUA-wfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/69nG2hTjr_o/s1600-h/Me+and+the+boys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210799223896719858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6SUA-wfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/69nG2hTjr_o/s320/Me+and+the+boys.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFCSENlwkpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/TtqsxxDbN_U/s1600-h/Adriane+and+I.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday came way too quick and we were on our way back. Of course we stopped and filled up with gas right before the border. It was wonderful for my gas to cost less than $50 (I only have a 12 gallon tank) Overall it was a GREAT weekend and we hope to see you all again very soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-8214593125898281156?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8214593125898281156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-in-good-old-usa.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8214593125898281156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8214593125898281156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-in-good-old-usa.html' title='Weekend in the good old USA'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SFB6QaARDZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZIpCJ1epa9A/s72-c/Me,+Sean,+Stephen,+Steph+%26+Molly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-3815523878000134184</id><published>2008-05-29T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:40:26.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><title type='text'>Gas prices...</title><content type='html'>This post is for all my American friends who have been endlessly complaining about gas prices. I just thought I would give you a dose of reality. (I took this picture yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SD8qe8EnIyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cI1DIbsnYR8/s1600-h/Gas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205926405273494306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SD8qe8EnIyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cI1DIbsnYR8/s400/Gas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look closely at the picture. Yes, that says $134.9. Now, don't jump to conclusions.... That actually refers to $1 dollar and 34.9 cents or $1.35 (if we round it up). Gas in Canada is sold by the liter, not the gallon. And for those of you who are not familiar with the metric system there are 4 liters in a gallon. Here comes the quick math $1.35 x 4 = $5.40. Yes, that means that we are currently paying $5.40 for a GALLON of gas. So, to my American friends I say, "Quit whining, your gas prices could be a whole hell of a lot worse!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-3815523878000134184?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3815523878000134184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/gas-prices.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3815523878000134184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/3815523878000134184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/gas-prices.html' title='Gas prices...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SD8qe8EnIyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cI1DIbsnYR8/s72-c/Gas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2277711452012367571</id><published>2008-05-25T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:06:34.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my mom's 52nd birthday. Today my family went to her grave and I was more upset than ever that I couldn't be there with them. Living 1,200 miles away from home has been a great learning experience for me, but there are times I wish I was closer to home. There are days that I would give anything to be able to go sit at my mom's grave and talk to her, ask for advice, cry with her, share my joys and accomplishments, or just tell her about my day. I am very lucky to have wonderful women in my life like my mom's mother, my mom's sisters, and my girlfriend's moms who have stepped in as "mom figures" over the past 5 years. But, no one can replace your mother. No one else in your life shares that scared and special bond. I miss her every moment and will always be grateful for her and what she taught me. Even though I can't see, hug or touch her, I feel her presence around me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this poem to the best mom in the world -&lt;br /&gt;Jacqui Lynn Barainca Suker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save a place for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, I wish you could take me by my hand&lt;br /&gt;And help me learn to understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you had to go away&lt;br /&gt;I needed so much for you to stay&lt;br /&gt;I was twenty-one going on twenty-two&lt;br /&gt;And all at once I had to deal with losing you&lt;br /&gt;Mom, I needed you so much&lt;br /&gt;And now how I miss your loving touch&lt;br /&gt;You were more than my mother&lt;br /&gt;You were like no other&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let your memory fade&lt;br /&gt;Because together we prayed&lt;br /&gt;Which gave me a true understanding&lt;br /&gt;In a world that’s so demanding&lt;br /&gt;You always made me feel so warm inside&lt;br /&gt;With unconditional love you just couldn't hide&lt;br /&gt;I've cried a million tears&lt;br /&gt;Over the last long 5 years&lt;br /&gt;Because I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t ready to let you go&lt;br /&gt;God has set you free&lt;br /&gt;So save a place for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2277711452012367571?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2277711452012367571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-mom.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2277711452012367571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2277711452012367571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-5486146677740951136</id><published>2008-05-10T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T20:17:41.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More visitors!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was so excited when a month ago my sister-in-law Diana told me that her family was going to be visiting Victoria for a short family vacation. As you know, I get VERY excited when we get visitors because it is such a rare occasion. The Perry family spent the morning touring the Buchart Gardens and then met up with Matt and I in the afternoon to see the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHQFJpNtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bfEFzcsq4OQ/s1600-h/Victoria+May+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198921161431922386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHQFJpNtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bfEFzcsq4OQ/s320/Victoria+May+08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was really fun to show them our favorite spots including the inner harbor, the Parliament Building, the Empress Hotel and our favorite place to get fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHQVJpNuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ykwCiA2TvjE/s1600-h/Victoria+May+08+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198921165726889698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHQVJpNuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ykwCiA2TvjE/s320/Victoria+May+08+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Di wanted proof that she was in Canada with a Canadian. YEA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHQ1JpNvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Je_7xF2QKHo/s1600-h/Victoria+May+08+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198921174316824306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHQ1JpNvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Je_7xF2QKHo/s320/Victoria+May+08+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited the beautiful Craigdarroch Castle right before the sun started to go down. The sad part was that it was already closed for the day, so we only got pictures of the outside. (but we did peek in the windows) If you look closely you can see the Perry's and Matt on the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHRFJpNwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZMFRmf0Lz3E/s1600-h/Victoria+May+08+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198921178611791618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHRFJpNwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZMFRmf0Lz3E/s320/Victoria+May+08+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found this cute little park right on the water with the most spectacular views!! You can see the tops of the Washington state mountains across the water in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHRVJpNxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sqPkfxXVDkA/s1600-h/Victoria+May+08+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198921182906758930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHRVJpNxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sqPkfxXVDkA/s320/Victoria+May+08+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Di thought this view would make a great "couple" picture. (Let's all sigh together now) Truthfully, it was a great suggestion and even though it was really windy the picture turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Perry family and we are so glad we were able to spend time with all of you, even though it was only a few hours. Good times!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-5486146677740951136?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5486146677740951136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-visitors.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5486146677740951136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/5486146677740951136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-visitors.html' title='More visitors!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SCZHQFJpNtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bfEFzcsq4OQ/s72-c/Victoria+May+08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-4972696573539550476</id><published>2008-04-28T12:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:07:46.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Whistler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have had an eventful week.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Wednesday, out of the blue, Matt's boss decided to lay him off and outsource all of his work instead. Matt was devistated but, being the great husband that he is, Matt still brought me home flowers and great birthday card. He had planned a birthday weekend for me in Whistler and since he had already paid for everything, we figured we should enjoy it. So, as bummed as we were, off we went. After a 2 hour ferry ride and 1.5 hour drive later, we were in Whistler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU9Ve43gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_1V4VEMPzc4/s1600-h/Cascade+Lodge+Whistler,BC.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194432632933899778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU9Ve43gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_1V4VEMPzc4/s320/Cascade+Lodge+Whistler,BC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We cooked every meal in our timeshare (Matt is a GREAT cook), soaked in the hot tub, played games, watched movies, went on lots of walks and took advantage of all the beautiful scenery and enchantments of the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU9le43hI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6qXrnrvOdTQ/s1600-h/Whistler+April08+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194432637228867090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU9le43hI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6qXrnrvOdTQ/s320/Whistler+April08+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Our weekend away was definitely what we needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU-Fe43iI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EUU1ojSf1Lc/s1600-h/Whistler+April08+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194432645818801698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU-Fe43iI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EUU1ojSf1Lc/s320/Whistler+April08+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We couldn't have asked for better weather, which was very unexpected. It was so WARM! On Saturday we grabbed our coats and headed out the door. Little did we know that most of the people in the village were wearing T-shirts and tank tops. By our 2nd walk of the day we knew what to wear. I wore flip flops for the first time this year!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU-Ve43jI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FO0gOLYWVtw/s1600-h/Whistler+April08+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194432650113769010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU-Ve43jI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FO0gOLYWVtw/s320/Whistler+April08+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o answer those of you who have asked - No we didn't go skiing :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would have loved to, but it's not Matt's thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU-1e43kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3lR0x8jgXB0/s1600-h/Whistler+April08+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194432658703703618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU-1e43kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3lR0x8jgXB0/s320/Whistler+April08+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was such a beautiful and relaxing weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We really enjoyed ourselves, but now it's back to reality..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-4972696573539550476?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4972696573539550476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/weekend-in-whistler.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4972696573539550476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/4972696573539550476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/weekend-in-whistler.html' title='Weekend in Whistler'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SBZU9Ve43gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_1V4VEMPzc4/s72-c/Cascade+Lodge+Whistler,BC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-6417835671573451420</id><published>2008-04-20T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:03:09.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The friendliest flower!</title><content type='html'>My girlfriends from college will get a kick out of this one. Remember.......&lt;em&gt;"Daisies are the friendliest flower"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Daisy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatflowerareyouquiz/daisy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You see the world with an artist's eye.&lt;br /&gt;Finding beauty is easy for you - even in the dullest of moments.&lt;br /&gt;You notice all of the colors of the world, from fresh grass to sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;You are a total optimist and hedonist. You love to drink life in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;www.blogthings.com/whatflowerareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-6417835671573451420?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6417835671573451420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendliest-flower.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6417835671573451420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/6417835671573451420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendliest-flower.html' title='The friendliest flower!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-7583657412549698809</id><published>2008-04-19T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T16:47:58.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow....</title><content type='html'>Yes, you heard me right, we woke up this morning to 6-8 inches of snow! I know my friends from Utah are saying "so what" but it is very rare for it to snow here EVER, let alone in April. This year was considered a really bad winter (according to the locals) and I think it snowed a total of 8 times all winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SApTqYydfgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cxDpjHrEBc4/s1600-h/April+2008+snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191053508171628034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SApTqYydfgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cxDpjHrEBc4/s400/April+2008+snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Anyway, I love it!! It makes it feel a bit more like home for me. This morning I promptly cleared off my car and went for a drive to see the snow against the beautiful ocean views. But of course, I forgot my camera, so this picture is from later this afternoon when most of the snow had already melted. You can see that we had just uncovered our patio furniture and BBQ (the cover is in the background) and of course it had to snow the next day. What can you do?!?  Well, I hope the weather is better where the rest of you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-7583657412549698809?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7583657412549698809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7583657412549698809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/7583657412549698809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/SApTqYydfgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cxDpjHrEBc4/s72-c/April+2008+snow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-2321724541578864051</id><published>2008-04-10T09:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:09:26.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait.....</title><content type='html'>Today is Matt's last day of school for the semester and I can't wait to have him home at night. He has been so busy with running the business, attending classes and studying that we haven't had alot of time to spend together since I moved here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_5zwz79S6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/1_7aa_WW7NA/s1600-h/Whistler+mtns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187711103189994402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_5zwz79S6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/1_7aa_WW7NA/s400/Whistler+mtns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also can't wait because we are going to Whistler for my birthday weekend. (yes, I had to sneek a few pictures in) I am SO excited!! I have been there a number of times to go skiing with friends from Seattle, but Matt has never been. It will be fun to show Matt around a Canadian city for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187709539821898642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_5yVz79S5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/6E9Gg6NpjDI/s400/Whistler+Village+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_4zuj79S4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/oCq4JbQmg7w/s1600-h/Whistler.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-2321724541578864051?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2321724541578864051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2321724541578864051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/2321724541578864051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-wait.html' title='I can&apos;t wait.....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_5zwz79S6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/1_7aa_WW7NA/s72-c/Whistler+mtns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2524384172789343848.post-8553816560401429433</id><published>2008-04-03T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:53:06.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We finally got a bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_VhRUeUdtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lUiOXwYxSPQ/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185157496168543954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_VhRUeUdtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lUiOXwYxSPQ/s320/DSC01347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this may sound kind of funny, but I am SO excited to finally have a bed! We have been sleeping on our mattress on the floor for 7-8 months now. We didn't bring our old furniture with us from Seattle, so we had to save up to buy new stuff. We left the bed to the end, which I would never suggest to anyone. I can't believe how much better rested we are now. Yea for sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all of my creative friends, I need help with decorating. Our furniture is dark brown and the reds and creams are going to stay, but I need to add accent pieces or pillows or something. Any thoughts?? (remember I live on an island, so I don't have much access to shopping)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2524384172789343848-8553816560401429433?l=sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8553816560401429433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-finally-got-bed.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8553816560401429433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2524384172789343848/posts/default/8553816560401429433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sukerbelangerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-finally-got-bed.html' title='We finally got a bed!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12409328737208909100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/ScVQpugrNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/aYaG_Zc3z90/S220/Gerber-Daisies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8T49-58NvZQ/R_VhRUeUdtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lUiOXwYxSPQ/s72-c/DSC01347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
