tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50538300213048236102024-03-21T16:05:10.385-06:00Beauty and the Beast(you decide whose who)Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.comBlogger107125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-11532468026459077232011-07-05T21:13:00.000-06:002011-07-05T21:13:13.210-06:002 Months in a Nut Shell Part B<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> And now for the good part. Maybe you have an idea? If you don't follow my blog, you won't and that's ok. I will brag anyway.<br />
<span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">I Made My Goal!</span> Amazingly enough it was accomplished while I was flat on my back too! I am now 144 lbs. I am a solid size 6 and a small shirt size. I have lost a total of 97 lbs and 50 inches. My BMI went from a 37 to 22. And baby...........I am H.O.T.! Well, I think so at least! The bummer deal? I did it while in the midst of back problems. I have yet to celebrate or reward. I kept saying it will happen but the first time I felt like I celebrated was when I asked a friend of mine to do our family pictures. He offered to do model shots of just me! He knows how hard I have worked and new I needed that special day to celebrate. (I am also helping him to make his goal weight too!) I plan on going dancing in a few weeks when my back is better to move my boo-tay. In October, Andy and I are going on a vaca together as my reward. I am about to show you my before and after. And you are about to pick your chin up off the floor...........</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUxD6D3pFmdId89OXYWeKR2y3JZzHniplNh4HJjuaqMgwbD-cpNbFt7s9KoZgfmdXL_thD-gF33FuzbYIzznBJm3FcibhNGsrVugykWvs6s65OpsIMtynX3coHiCcmGJkRGjL9GLtLjpQ/s1600/carina+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUxD6D3pFmdId89OXYWeKR2y3JZzHniplNh4HJjuaqMgwbD-cpNbFt7s9KoZgfmdXL_thD-gF33FuzbYIzznBJm3FcibhNGsrVugykWvs6s65OpsIMtynX3coHiCcmGJkRGjL9GLtLjpQ/s320/carina+2.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> Yep! That's me! And yes there are Three after pictures cuz I just can't pick my fav. <span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">Yeah Me!</span></div>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-58587332557439581082011-07-05T20:43:00.000-06:002011-07-05T20:43:58.067-06:002 Months in a Nut Shell Part AMind you I didn't specify what kind of nut shell but I will give you the shorter version of my past 2 months. First the crappy part and then on to better news.<br />
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This dates all the way back to Good Friday......that would be the Friday before Easter if you don't have your calendar near by. Uhhhh yeah.....that is a long time ago.......I know.......I am living it. I woke up and could not get out of bed. Darn you stupid back injury! I thought it had flared up again, called the chiropractor and set up an appt ASAP! It is my first day off since getting a full time job and I didn't want to spend it in bed! Well, I did anyway. I saw him again on Monday with no help. I called my MD and went to see him. Long story short..........a week later I had an MRI that showed a herniated disk in my L5 and he was referring me to a back specialist. 10 days later I had my first of 2 injections at the hospital. Mind you I was working part time on full pain killers this whole time! Yeah pretty much sucked.<br />
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The injection was more painful than I ever imagined! 8 shots into my lower back between my L5 and S1. I was only sedated. I remember hearing the nurse tell me she was putting the pain meds in my IV but never did she say my sedative. It all happened quickly luckily because I remember the whole thing! I wasn't tired or spinning or anything! My worst fear had happened. I was in hysterics as they rolled me to post-op. I asked the post-op nurse if she could tell me if they even gave me the sedative. She said yes and that I most likely was not with it enough to remember it being administered. I can remember everything! Does that sound like I was sedated? Not to me.....<br />
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The next few days were brutal. Not only was my back in pain but now I had to also recover from the injections too. Two weeks later was when I finally felt about 60% better. I had my second shot on June 18th. This one was better. I asked for more sedatives. I am for sure they went into my body this time! I was crying by the time I got on the table but when I asked for someone to hold my hand someone did. The shot will always hurt but this time there was a little more compassion. Today I would say I am about 80% better. I see the doctor on July 18th. I pray for a clean bill of health or there will be a 3rd shot.Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-30043896102575229012011-03-26T18:22:00.000-06:002011-03-26T18:22:25.116-06:00Tall Drink of WaterI am so freakin excited about this post! I have waited for a long time to be able to share this with y'all. When I started my weight loss, I picked a certain number that I thought that I would be able to achieve. That was 175. My reward was a new pair of heeled shoes. I haven't been able to wear heels for so long. My knees hurt constantly and worse when I put them on 1+ inch heels. I love shoes! I love to see a nice pair of legs in a pair of hot shoes! It sucked to not be able to wear or feel like I could pull off a pair of sexy heels. Well, you all know that I made that 175......in fact I am down 25 more! Gosh! Maybe I should make good on that reward. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I called upon a very cute friend to take me on this adventure. She was amazing! We went to her favorite spot (DSW) and there was a sea of beautiful shoes as far as the eye could see. I was completely overwhelmed. She lead me down each aisle, we made some choices, and she even carried the boxes for me! We cat walked. We spun. We tripped. We laughed. What a great time! I bought two pairs and am so glad that I finally rewarded myself. I sure hope that I won't take so long when I make my final goal (5 lbs baby!!)</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCJU-lxUdiE3AbOZQkkA2tUWGkOZUa1EuzsxpZd6DAyNVrGLDp0sv5oV8xq1CGk5pfZHr2UxgGPJsKHd4nhoDZklix8tkYn1EPf1yDBalwGXZgJ6WQUqjRDyFinJcz0FNHtIke6wItAL4/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCJU-lxUdiE3AbOZQkkA2tUWGkOZUa1EuzsxpZd6DAyNVrGLDp0sv5oV8xq1CGk5pfZHr2UxgGPJsKHd4nhoDZklix8tkYn1EPf1yDBalwGXZgJ6WQUqjRDyFinJcz0FNHtIke6wItAL4/s200/001.JPG" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlzFIMXZtk1ILdD2YGmnBZP-SIaOo1zybi7pdsEgiJZwt0NbCZKycxBDwx8yt4XWwrZXToX7UBkdn01yKaHOlUCCkJnsvxkZWPBbld5rJTVAZtkvOqSnwWtOxtY0JGh6KQNyy4m7dCAxo/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlzFIMXZtk1ILdD2YGmnBZP-SIaOo1zybi7pdsEgiJZwt0NbCZKycxBDwx8yt4XWwrZXToX7UBkdn01yKaHOlUCCkJnsvxkZWPBbld5rJTVAZtkvOqSnwWtOxtY0JGh6KQNyy4m7dCAxo/s200/003.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4sltl7jaKKw9eIRRx-zkdQsJOAaXlMVo1-6gEaUwqnoJLF5yHf7agMRfZdXTyrssha93wTu5bZkV4ksko2zzzv3DQQgyHn0cgDybaj5s0slg1sYorNO4yjkOY8GLjxkLYckiunJviKhk/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4sltl7jaKKw9eIRRx-zkdQsJOAaXlMVo1-6gEaUwqnoJLF5yHf7agMRfZdXTyrssha93wTu5bZkV4ksko2zzzv3DQQgyHn0cgDybaj5s0slg1sYorNO4yjkOY8GLjxkLYckiunJviKhk/s400/005.JPG" width="300" /></a></div>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-70201304465117957292011-03-10T20:39:00.000-07:002011-03-10T20:39:13.078-07:00Countdown from 10I know that most of my blogs lately have been about weight. If ya hate it, sorry but it truly is what defines me. It has for so many years been what makes me happy, sad, depressed, mad, and angry. Truthfully......it still does......but with one exception. That one exception is what has made me so successful this time around. That exception is I AM IN CONTROL OF FOOD not the other way around.<br />
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It has been 7 1/2 months since I started my weight loss journey. I once hated that sentiment.....weight loss journey. Really........what does that mean anyway! I can honestly tell you I know exactly what that means. To me anyways. It would be different for you. It is what gets you from the start to the finish. It's what gets you through your day/week/month. It's what tells you it's OK that you just ate that 6 pack of mini coconut crumb doughnuts because you have tomorrow......no wait...............you have the rest of your life to fix it. <br />
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So the results. Today I weighed in at 155 lbs. I have lost 86.5 total and over 45 inches! I am in a size 8 pants and a medium shirt (from a 20/3XL) My BMI was 37 and now is a 24. (I started my new job and lost 12 pounds the first 5 weeks! Yeah it's that active) But the thing I really want to get out there is that I finally decided my goal weight. My first goal was 175 lbs. I had done WW before and got down to that weight......surely I could get there again. I thought there was no way that I could ever be smaller......it would be enough for me. I got closer to that goal and found myself thinking it WASN'T going to be enough. There was still so much more "excess". So the goal changed. It was set for the highest weight that WW suggested I be for my height. It got closer to that one and still "excess". 10 more down......nope......keep going. The number 145 lbs came to mind. Yeah.....haven't been there since I was dating my husband. There is no way.........or is there? That's it! My final goal. <br />
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Call me crazy but <u>it will happen</u>. I don't even care how long. I have a final goal and I feel at peace with it. 10 more......................the countdown is on!<br />
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(pictures to come)Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-28552113619995524812011-03-06T09:21:00.001-07:002011-03-06T09:57:27.845-07:00Workin Mom<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I have obviously not blogged for over a month. There is a very valid reason though. I have no time what so ever because...............(drum roll please)...........I am a working mom! Things are a little slow for Andy and instead of sending him back to h*ll (aka-Alaska) I said I would get a job to help out. I have looked before but with no education and not a lot of skills my choices are limited. I totally thought I would be at McDonald's or something. That doesn't make a happy mommy.</div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">One day, I got a friend request on FB and it was an old friend from my home ward. I accepted the request and no sooner than I did he sent me a message asking if I wanted my old job back at Beehive Clothing Mills. He was half kidding but I was not! He was one of the last people that I trained in the cutting room before I left to have my second baby. He told me of the openings, I applied, and got a job sewing. Hmmmm.....not what I really wanted to do but at least I was working. I promptly went to my old supervisor and told him to keep me in mind if he had an opening. </div><br />
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My schedule is 6 AM to 2:30 PM. Fits perfect for my families schedule. I am home when the kids walk in the door. That does mean I have to be up at 4:30 in the morning. Yes, that is early but surprising the hard thing is getting to bed before 9! As a mom there is always one more thing to do before I hit the sack.<br />
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I am so happy with my new job. If I have to work, there is no better place than for the church. I can see the path that my Heavenly Father has placed before me. (Even my weight loss is part of it. Being heavy would make this job harder to do.) I am continually in awe of the blessings He gives me. He knows me and my needs and then holds nothing back!Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-86663789710327042702011-01-27T12:52:00.000-07:002011-01-27T12:52:11.099-07:00Things that Make me Feel OLDI am totally copying from a friends blog. But, she and I must be on the same brain wave because I have been thinking this exact same thing. I thought that 2010 was a bit much as way of growning old. I am now looking down the 2011 yellow brick road and am thinking......holy crap! <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9di0hyphenhyphenCwYRYPJzkByycNLMpHOnqoyqMVARfaM4QGuVIt3VbmKeMV7I5GwkGCK0bQ_KmPLtoBkvpgfaVa8AhScStq-7kaADpouADNviB2UehSVx41IAkg2GM0GO7jXimxjWJbHbyIbzA/s1600/Zach+baptism+w-mom.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9di0hyphenhyphenCwYRYPJzkByycNLMpHOnqoyqMVARfaM4QGuVIt3VbmKeMV7I5GwkGCK0bQ_KmPLtoBkvpgfaVa8AhScStq-7kaADpouADNviB2UehSVx41IAkg2GM0GO7jXimxjWJbHbyIbzA/s200/Zach+baptism+w-mom.bmp" width="200" /></a><span style="color: black;">The youngest is probably the smallest offender. He only turned 9 this past month. I look forward to the double digits in 2012 with this child. He moved up in cub scouts and is now a Bear. Funny thing about this is that the Bear leader is the same person when Drew was in! (Thinking that this fact is worse for the leader than me but still....) He will be in the 4th grade.....no more baby stuff at school like show and tell and student spot lights. This also makes it possible for me to have a child in each grade school. OLD.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: black;">All though these things have been milling around my head for a few weeks I do have to say that I love being a mom. I love the three children that my Heavenly Father has entrusted me with. They are good kids and each bring a special spirit into our family. I guess if they have to grow up (and make me old) I couldn't ask for three better kids than the ones that call me Mom.</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTsd4wRCH8X1KuHe_0QtqDLGFRBQnfFPvKi_6eepupFOIgDSoZHcnqujhOZ2RA1-CH1vFFR1CpgLbssjY4uleLjvxyDqCsxL07uvKlpKZUQOao_oUeOIfhsxOrdy-1WUCHqIuthdRH5cg/s1600/matterhorn+four.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTsd4wRCH8X1KuHe_0QtqDLGFRBQnfFPvKi_6eepupFOIgDSoZHcnqujhOZ2RA1-CH1vFFR1CpgLbssjY4uleLjvxyDqCsxL07uvKlpKZUQOao_oUeOIfhsxOrdy-1WUCHqIuthdRH5cg/s400/matterhorn+four.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">(Such a bad picture of me. That is not what I look like anymore)</div>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-31875568104841175012010-12-16T17:03:00.000-07:002010-12-16T17:03:01.945-07:00Victory is Mine!<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I did it! I can't believe I did it! Holy CRAP I did it! Three months ago I <a href="http://acjdzbothfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-inner-most-debate.html" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ZHB2HmUvWf3l7OrsbPAIdkbzf9z5MyvxctFFCXQjIM6OPzR9Xe6TSaUOhvAsyk4NbSYERnxJG0WHqfS5Vg4pouE2psG4BKeS8Kc_yA3nZRoBNTlTZvhw_zsH6agYQDGRSxO2KoK-lqw/s320/devils+kitchen+us+2+close.jpg" width="267" /></a>blogged about my weight loss goals. I bragged about my 30 pounds loss. That was about my halfway point. I am so excited to be able to blogg once more of my success. It has been a long 8 months but I have stuck too it like a booger to your finger! I set many goals along the way and acheived everyone of them. Now a little more detail (or shall I say bragging). I started out at my heaviest at 241.5 pounds(and yes that .5 sure is counted!) I am now 175 pounds. That is 66.5 pounds lost in 8 months! I have lost a total of 38.25 inches! I have lowered my <a href="http://www.nhlbisupport.com/bmi/">BMI</a> from 37 to 27! I went from a size 20 to a 14 and a shirt size of 3X to L! I used to have chronic knee pain that kept me from being active. I started out slow and now I can walk a 12 minute mile! I love the new me!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I was told that donating a tree to the Festival would help bring our family together even more during this hard time. It would bring the Christmas spirit deeper into our hearts. If you have never donated a tree to the Festival, you might not understand the feelings that surround the whole idea. I was not expecting what I learned and felt. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">My final thoughts came to me yesterday while enjoying and listening to testimonies being said at my church. Christmas hope started <strong>before</strong> our decision to donate this tree. Christmas hope started <strong>before</strong> my mom was diagnosed. Christmas hope started when Christ came to this earth as a baby with the plan to become our Savior. My mothers hope to survive cancer came from this baby boy. My hope that she will live a long happy life comes from this same baby boy. <strong>Our life on this earth is given hope through the baby Jesus.</strong></div>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-34251884136326419362010-11-24T16:59:00.000-07:002010-11-24T16:59:26.430-07:00Never-Slowing November (family)<em>Carina, you just finished the hardest year ever without a husband! What'll you do next?</em><br />
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Do we really want to remember 2010 as the year Andy was always gone, that Mom/Grandma was diagnosed with crappy cancer, and we were all really lonely and sad? H*ll no! We need a vacation! We left for DL the Friday after Andy got home. We drove all day and stayed in Ontario, CA. A word to the wise. <span style="color: red;">Ontario is the hood</span>. While trying to get settled for bed, we heard this really loud noise and our room started to shake. I thought maybe a car driving by with a stereo? Nope....we were right next to a car stereo installation store! It was 10 PM! What are ya thinkin! We demanded a new room and called the cops. Good thing we were only there one night.<br />
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We spent Saturday, Tuesday , and Monday at the park. It was never very crowded. We walked onto most rides. By Tuesday, they weren't even giving out fast passes. Couldn't have asked for better weather! It was anywhere between 75 and 80 the whole time (sorry Melissa). <br />
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We went to Huntington Beach on Sunday. We try every time to make it to the beach but run out of time. I am so glad we did! That was the day it was 80 degrees. We had lunch at a quaint little surf side shack, ate under straw umbrella's, and soaked in the Cali atmosphere. They had a surf contest which brought in a fabulous people watching crowd. We even saw a pair of dolphins!<br />
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Tuesday was my birthday.....I know right! How awesome is that to spend your bday at the happiest place on earth! I wore a button saying it was my birthday. Complete strangers wished me happy birthday all day. I had an enormous hand dipped corn dog for lunch. I shared a piece of <span style="color: black;">mile high chocolate cake</span> with the fam while watching the fireworks. Perfection!<br />
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Enjoy the slide show (watch for the hidden mickey's!)Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-26345265797088907482010-11-24T14:27:00.000-07:002010-11-24T14:27:39.530-07:00Never-Slowing November (Andy)<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The next big event with the start of the new month was our daddy was finally coming home! He had decided to stay an extra two weeks so his plan was to fly home November 8th. That made it 8 weeks total this time that he had been gone. That's 2 months people! Ugh....hard Mim. But, we fought on. We also decided that this would be his last time in Alaska.....at least until the spring. He gave his notice and said that he was going to try to find something at home but if not he would be back if they would take him. They really liked Andy and had no problems with that. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>Andy did have a heck of a time getting home. Alaska is an Arctic tundra and we thought that weather in November might have an effect on Andy's travels. It was the right thought. His plane leaving Barrow, Alaska broke down and he had to take the later flight to Anchorage. His flight from Anchorage was delayed because the pilots were on another flight that was delayed by weather. He missed his flight home and had to stay the night in Seattle. He finally arrived home the morning of November 9th!<br />
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It has been so great to finally feel like a real family again. To send Andy to work, kids to school, and we all come home in the evening to have dinner together at the table. To have a second person to set and maintain rules. To not have to schedule when I can talk to my own husband. To have someone to fix things right away. To not be lonely. To have my best friend back. <br />
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I have always said that I have been blessed to be married to a person that takes pride in providing for his family. He has worked seconds jobs, long hours, and in harsh weather. This last year with him taking out of town work has made me realize even more how amazing he is. He lived in places with terrible weather, lived in houses that were filthy, worked two weeks straight without a day off, left his family for weeks, sometimes didn't have a familiar face around.......all for US. His family.<br />
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Thank you Baby.....you are one AMAZING HUSBAND.<br />
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After that dreadful holiday Halloween, it was the final count down to many exciting things! Firstly, Mom had finished her chemo and the next step was surgery. We did celebrate her end of chemo with a lovely dinner at Sizzler and a round of mini golf .......adults only. We sure were excited to have Mom finally feel a little better! Her surgery was scheduled November 5th. She did amazing and was home from the hospital by Saturday afternoon! In fact, I had a Sunday dinner at my house and they came! She is such an amazing and strong person! They told her that the pathology results would take to till the end of the week. It took till Thursday November 11th to hear that they got all the cancer in her breast, the perimeters were clear, and only 1 of the 9 lymph nodes taken showed cancer in it! Wow! What a fantastic day.<br />
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Mom is cancer free! <br />
She fought like a girl...........kicked cancers ass................<br />
She is a survivor!<br />
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Right now she is gearing up for the holiday season. Thanksgiving is at her house. She's been Christmas shopping. She will go with you to do errands. She is alive again! Her hair is growing back, she can taste things again, and has so much more energy. They will decide next month about radiation but for now......All I can say is she is one AMAZING WOMEN!Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-5628540558154141162010-11-04T09:58:00.000-06:002010-11-04T09:58:19.716-06:00Do I Really Have to"Do I really have to do Halloween?" This was what played in my head for the whole month of October. Halloween is more of Andy's holiday anyway.....he's not here so I have a "get out of Halloween free" card right? Well the guilt crept in and soon SOME of the Halloween decorations went up. I drew the line in putting new batteries in the talking skeleton! We did a few traditions that there was no way out of like the corn maze and the cousins Halloween party. This is what you get in way of pictures for Halloween.....<br />
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But, after a very not-appreciated comment made from unnamed silly man, I feel that if I leave my "horn tooting" to only be heard by him, I will never get what I need. Plus, I have this deep down fear about "public horn tooting". I fear that I will jinx myself and there won't be enough wood in the nearby Wasatch Mountains to knock on to dig myself out. But here it is......in full color .........for all to see. <br />
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</tbody></table>I've been working my arse off for the last 5 months and have dropped 30 pounds! I am almost half way to my goal and I finally feel like it should be noticed. I have even dabbled in a little jogging and played volleyball for the first time in three years! I am down two pant sizes and can wear a normal XL shirt (not a plus XL). What kind of prize would you give? Unnamed man got it all wrong.<br />
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p.s. I think I am in love with the brunette seeing it side by side with the blond.<br />
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p.p.s. Please humor me and knock on some sort of wood after reading this post. My skinny jeans thank you!Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-78383481818156781202010-09-17T20:38:00.001-06:002010-09-19T21:09:55.392-06:00Bringing the "A" man homeYes!!!!!!!! We made it through yet another 6 weeks with dear old Dad being gone. And I use the word "made" loosely. It was definately harder this time then last. At least the first time he was gone we had no idea what it was going to be like. This time.......we knew it was sucky! <br />
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I still have family there. My mother's parents are there and are always happy to have a visit. They are the best hotel in the city! I took the kids the last weekend before school started to visit. The Cassia County Rodeo and Fair was in town so I picked us up some tickets. The kids have never been to a rodeo before. The night we went was "Tough Enough to Wear Pink" night. Everyone was encouraged to wear pink to show support for Breast Cancer. My kids loved that idea and so we searched for pink shirts to wear. The cowboys, cowgirls and even the horses were dolled up in support. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhh1zLrdbwrRCc4cI2DQj7-6pPtMLHk9EIeqNAtmYTiBFlHxl9xfjfK7SJrtBZXQjqa2w1TwHBCbfyhXbh7MkH-9S4XJ7Cg3ZqAAt-IAvTobAjC_2o6H_bv4AqbjcTkkrXnGbl5p0gyM/s1600/Rodeo+areana.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510222904813227314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhh1zLrdbwrRCc4cI2DQj7-6pPtMLHk9EIeqNAtmYTiBFlHxl9xfjfK7SJrtBZXQjqa2w1TwHBCbfyhXbh7MkH-9S4XJ7Cg3ZqAAt-IAvTobAjC_2o6H_bv4AqbjcTkkrXnGbl5p0gyM/s400/Rodeo+areana.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrauZa67IIxMix8OSckyw-PqS4Df3Hv-fI9dqM2pwS6EIEc7x6hnwMXgKagesADha72hkEzUMGgm_ogOS4UGKVnm1hHu1OasyJvL6py4gVZHsgu-sRR_JMbbPYtMObN5pMDfHqGdy2cXk/s1600/Rodeo+nae+and+drew.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510222913396672418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrauZa67IIxMix8OSckyw-PqS4Df3Hv-fI9dqM2pwS6EIEc7x6hnwMXgKagesADha72hkEzUMGgm_ogOS4UGKVnm1hHu1OasyJvL6py4gVZHsgu-sRR_JMbbPYtMObN5pMDfHqGdy2cXk/s400/Rodeo+nae+and+drew.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimjhJpT92CDIA3EqW0SYhRH_yGFrvvJkWP1Q6z8aWfTVqbCZOn4QaciiplTUi5fr-nbtz_K6juzipGFJENjYHRUhfeG_XADC3gW0yB1CVZy6qKBcq3qfZtFUoTWBmfzagNXEV5ehWRzI8/s1600/Rodeo+zach+and+I.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510222915621390594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimjhJpT92CDIA3EqW0SYhRH_yGFrvvJkWP1Q6z8aWfTVqbCZOn4QaciiplTUi5fr-nbtz_K6juzipGFJENjYHRUhfeG_XADC3gW0yB1CVZy6qKBcq3qfZtFUoTWBmfzagNXEV5ehWRzI8/s400/Rodeo+zach+and+I.jpg" /></a><br /><br />During one of the event changes, they called attention to these pink balloons. The MC for the rodeo asked for a moment of silence as they released the balloons into the sky. The balloons represented the prayers and wishes of breast cancer patients. They flew to heaven in HOPE of answers and a cure for this terrible disease. Very touching to me....I did cry a little. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy7ghGymjmp7pJpOAEM_y7rLuo69Ri8f4zoSkuGUJrui8kKed8bXBnga1S6PFF2JCBCy882f1VtRUKjliqbjJ33M-k-UmYSI5xTlbRVnNpiSLpKOiC0sVr2g4gg5Lz9Iyp57SLmC254aU/s1600/Rodeo+balloons.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510224166617028226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy7ghGymjmp7pJpOAEM_y7rLuo69Ri8f4zoSkuGUJrui8kKed8bXBnga1S6PFF2JCBCy882f1VtRUKjliqbjJ33M-k-UmYSI5xTlbRVnNpiSLpKOiC0sVr2g4gg5Lz9Iyp57SLmC254aU/s400/Rodeo+balloons.jpg" /></a><br />Zach said he'd bet there was going to be some pink chaps and sure enough there was!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8aku793qFlNxVwDpWVBWqFrMnk3ekFOaHS2oWW4BkEFzILXC-lQ6_JV98V_RTQM-Txc3iOGFNpC711HkrwA6tU_tQAGel6HhjidNi62CmUkCeMuCUaIlTgKAmFWDPHf5htofDUAbVZ8/s1600/Rodeo+chaps.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510224159197492674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8aku793qFlNxVwDpWVBWqFrMnk3ekFOaHS2oWW4BkEFzILXC-lQ6_JV98V_RTQM-Txc3iOGFNpC711HkrwA6tU_tQAGel6HhjidNi62CmUkCeMuCUaIlTgKAmFWDPHf5htofDUAbVZ8/s400/Rodeo+chaps.jpg" /></a><br />The rodeo royalty-----> in pink!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTBZbX9GvSlifvWp6-cd45OBuMZCLB1YLBRSCEiYw9pTsrP-nrbWX_M0Dgz6dDKKzI1XoOXV8T7A7K3-ahbdJjeBrld85ovhXkpjsCbEj2aUWziZJZCpznVYRvxQGxWHglIhDIxsQ-p0/s1600/Rodeo+royalty.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510222934743424098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTBZbX9GvSlifvWp6-cd45OBuMZCLB1YLBRSCEiYw9pTsrP-nrbWX_M0Dgz6dDKKzI1XoOXV8T7A7K3-ahbdJjeBrld85ovhXkpjsCbEj2aUWziZJZCpznVYRvxQGxWHglIhDIxsQ-p0/s400/Rodeo+royalty.jpg" /></a><br />Janae was in awe to see an actual tractor moving. She has only seen ones standing still or broken.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7BGyRo7bNBlPhPB8wgL8elAL2J5CHfl5i2PYir6JNECVmU8KeE016gWJ8yoZu0XuIZz19S3l3Zuf-ER7ew6pJDPlyk_LNqNHORGldKbxlRhqzHMdL9KlXu0TXXGvTCcgk62xsu7WNzeo/s1600/Rodeo+tractor.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510222927311121746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7BGyRo7bNBlPhPB8wgL8elAL2J5CHfl5i2PYir6JNECVmU8KeE016gWJ8yoZu0XuIZz19S3l3Zuf-ER7ew6pJDPlyk_LNqNHORGldKbxlRhqzHMdL9KlXu0TXXGvTCcgk62xsu7WNzeo/s400/Rodeo+tractor.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tOJL0a4jLJDzAhn5g2r_LQtLD4JPCJ2D44pEX36mOszZ2OoTBvI5zCMpVwT5kMRxHEBH0Y83Cv7V-I_nUEg-jBGIQBlkT4hyVnoKLPHHJsbHH1roH_VwRjItWkLkiJ3ZO5i1S0sG9jk/s1600/august+013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510220470220737298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tOJL0a4jLJDzAhn5g2r_LQtLD4JPCJ2D44pEX36mOszZ2OoTBvI5zCMpVwT5kMRxHEBH0Y83Cv7V-I_nUEg-jBGIQBlkT4hyVnoKLPHHJsbHH1roH_VwRjItWkLkiJ3ZO5i1S0sG9jk/s400/august+013.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Grandpa asked if we would care for some red potatoes to take home. Drew offered to help dig them up from the garden. A first!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYVfC7Ge8MZnOJZAMcP0Fzu3Yq3EVzQydI5N95J9EJa6T84Cu6qxsHSixMYL3eq9dBTpIl1GrtCBvA6vsAsIRGzZrwkWv-Hyu5V43ySWzcXP_9BX2a59SReo77qugA_DxPbvcC3X5AZ8/s1600/august+014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510220461645367410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYVfC7Ge8MZnOJZAMcP0Fzu3Yq3EVzQydI5N95J9EJa6T84Cu6qxsHSixMYL3eq9dBTpIl1GrtCBvA6vsAsIRGzZrwkWv-Hyu5V43ySWzcXP_9BX2a59SReo77qugA_DxPbvcC3X5AZ8/s400/august+014.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3y_szoWq-xeqTo2QzcS6d5evZyh6RUBfbrucw88SfdkDYSXLUgoGVjxNdd890Oc90CCGYV3GIkVMvLnhW2UmErRdOHgMOT1-vavNpuClYn6E84Cr1mqpMGFOvJMwODuvyOK_WBKzq8Y/s1600/august+016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510220450719567746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3y_szoWq-xeqTo2QzcS6d5evZyh6RUBfbrucw88SfdkDYSXLUgoGVjxNdd890Oc90CCGYV3GIkVMvLnhW2UmErRdOHgMOT1-vavNpuClYn6E84Cr1mqpMGFOvJMwODuvyOK_WBKzq8Y/s400/august+016.jpg" /></a><br /><br />I took them to the Burley pool to swim. I told them this was the same pool that I took swimming lessons in 25 years earlier. They were actually impressed.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIHzM4V4qOsIyklyd-1CtxycwWjqKsc3XU8el2Ug4OH5r8s2PFTAtQ5ZZ_kOdvU2ilfcfWlKNMjiyRfndlpZGr_iy9qCGLGW_Ze6dFv1GRnIvOQe6_1v6iZUD3pn9XHJ8i37opWxEoEFg/s1600/august+012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510220443099726978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIHzM4V4qOsIyklyd-1CtxycwWjqKsc3XU8el2Ug4OH5r8s2PFTAtQ5ZZ_kOdvU2ilfcfWlKNMjiyRfndlpZGr_iy9qCGLGW_Ze6dFv1GRnIvOQe6_1v6iZUD3pn9XHJ8i37opWxEoEFg/s400/august+012.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGb7WpSBU5ELOunOz6OwCOxMKlU7p6cy7gHHHXA_I8LgrBUEfSfI76uVM0XNWPS4qB-iP9HTSMsyNXWDRcrqmpCf1f1GXkVM-Yl7gSviOzW5Yu-OSOyKckXHie8IQTfaajBU_QNVI00Ek/s1600/august+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510220428512020834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGb7WpSBU5ELOunOz6OwCOxMKlU7p6cy7gHHHXA_I8LgrBUEfSfI76uVM0XNWPS4qB-iP9HTSMsyNXWDRcrqmpCf1f1GXkVM-Yl7gSviOzW5Yu-OSOyKckXHie8IQTfaajBU_QNVI00Ek/s400/august+009.jpg" /></a>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-11469088029323769192010-08-26T21:28:00.004-06:002010-08-26T21:41:04.975-06:00The Bee's KneesAt the very beginning of the summer, the Salt Lake Bee's offered half price tickets for any games the whole season. I love going to the games and at half price, I jumped on that band wagon. My parents love the games too so I invited them to go along. We bought three games together. Carpooled and everything! I think they won only one game of the three but still a nice distraction for the summer. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAPqw7js2UjSDuZ6cFI66wIOkkzw8t72XAIuKgbbHzx-qAAiRFYsbIiDOr2ZHCMWHCu0h4B0agDvDbcXsb_dBJq_JXNq32jlGdrb7urivwx5u6SZFNr22y1s0NcydkJ1U5srN0V-3l6w/s1600/Bees+game+group.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAPqw7js2UjSDuZ6cFI66wIOkkzw8t72XAIuKgbbHzx-qAAiRFYsbIiDOr2ZHCMWHCu0h4B0agDvDbcXsb_dBJq_JXNq32jlGdrb7urivwx5u6SZFNr22y1s0NcydkJ1U5srN0V-3l6w/s400/Bees+game+group.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509927369847226482" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7iMKKERyAzMzK85MvB_ShoT3O0b5UHp6Pz8Q8okO_ch-_wR8Bxw74aYPVyDvtjhciCYe9cLGfaTiSQByve940kZyr7Vxr-GyOSmwE-PhCgWoA3Ke_vfyycLijeeNfOwxnzxhxeIrPn6M/s1600/Bees+game+mom+and+nae.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7iMKKERyAzMzK85MvB_ShoT3O0b5UHp6Pz8Q8okO_ch-_wR8Bxw74aYPVyDvtjhciCYe9cLGfaTiSQByve940kZyr7Vxr-GyOSmwE-PhCgWoA3Ke_vfyycLijeeNfOwxnzxhxeIrPn6M/s400/Bees+game+mom+and+nae.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509927383230109954" /></a>It never failed that Zach would ask for four things while at the games.<br />1-can I ride the train. <br />2-can I have a snow cone. <br />3-can I go home.<br />4-can I have a balloon<br />So the one time I said OK to the balloon....this is what he brought back! THE biggest "A" balloon hat ever! We made him sit in front of us so we wouldn't get hit.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeR34adpDcEHZn4ft6MPWwta7q6MUpchRPzSC9lRLNxJH6h2L7InaHZW0r7ceX4JJb01dGBEY7Bmr4B3xMMZS1GyWLMqlWd7FXTeet7GT8h0CUknaah-l-m2JTKj7mIqV1khhzg9_Ntig/s1600/Bees+game+balloon+hat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeR34adpDcEHZn4ft6MPWwta7q6MUpchRPzSC9lRLNxJH6h2L7InaHZW0r7ceX4JJb01dGBEY7Bmr4B3xMMZS1GyWLMqlWd7FXTeet7GT8h0CUknaah-l-m2JTKj7mIqV1khhzg9_Ntig/s400/Bees+game+balloon+hat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509927380543077266" /></a> <br /><br />Drew didn't sit far enough apparently.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrEU-tY95SXddtJzbL3utQK5o5-8L0WiAWjkolP3XRnqCU-gaIdpH7GwWQ6Bk3lZ8FphCU8ectw2177ESqyJZ9Mh6oO6u0VQFoseMqU9iuSMaFCUYm8Qlfek58SJgpGlzGXME8waSmFI/s1600/Bees+game+poke+eye.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrEU-tY95SXddtJzbL3utQK5o5-8L0WiAWjkolP3XRnqCU-gaIdpH7GwWQ6Bk3lZ8FphCU8ectw2177ESqyJZ9Mh6oO6u0VQFoseMqU9iuSMaFCUYm8Qlfek58SJgpGlzGXME8waSmFI/s400/Bees+game+poke+eye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509927403214419026" /></a>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-876169887729526622010-08-25T09:23:00.003-06:002010-08-25T17:09:01.082-06:00Christmas HOPEAugust 25, 2010<br /><br />Dearest Family and Friends,<br /><br /><br />As most of you know, our mother was diagnosed with cancer in May of this year. We have had many offer their prayers, fasting, and help. For that we thank you. <br /><br />We are proud of Mom and her continuous bravery and strength. After much thought, we have decided to donate a tree to the Festival of Trees. This not only will honor our mom, but the proceeds for our tree will go to Primary Children’s Medical Center to provide a better opportunity for patients there. <br /><br />The name chosen for the tree is Christmas HOPE. We continue with HOPE that Mom will win her fight with cancer. We HOPE the money donated will help another in need. We HOPE you will contribute what you can to help us decorate the greatest Christmas tree to honor the greatest woman we know.<br /><br />We have an event deadline of November 1st, 2010 so; please send donations before then to:<br /> <br />Carina Both<br />2446 Jordan Meadows Lane<br />West Jordan, UT 84084<br /><br /><br /><br />We are excited to support our mom and to help families at Primary Children’s Medical Center. If you want to know more about this charity and/or information about coming to see the tree, log onto http://www.festivaloftreesutah.org/<br /><br /><br /><br />Thank you for your love and prayers,<br /><br />Carina, Heather, Heidi, and Stephanie<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6CUnx6AHnp1VEZGp4p4qAY2UcFZRf7Jgkt25UATY-MjYi3sECAJqfhDj6Gzs6mMTOPrM5nUCvrcugrwqcYGRzWaDKc3phZZUM5MzR8x3YPjbI34hunzlhjI_g0HJdzDrqDn3CUWtugMI/s1600/christmas-tree-main_full.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6CUnx6AHnp1VEZGp4p4qAY2UcFZRf7Jgkt25UATY-MjYi3sECAJqfhDj6Gzs6mMTOPrM5nUCvrcugrwqcYGRzWaDKc3phZZUM5MzR8x3YPjbI34hunzlhjI_g0HJdzDrqDn3CUWtugMI/s400/christmas-tree-main_full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509370717201686866" /></a>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-53011646269394305372010-08-17T18:51:00.004-06:002010-08-17T19:17:31.848-06:00The year of the YellowstoneWe havent been to Yellowstone for 9 years. I was prego with Zach last time we visited the National Park. We went twice this year and within two weeks of each other! Over 150 pictures taken. I narrowed it down to 41. We spent two days with Andy and slept in a cabin. We spent three days at our family reunion and camped. The weather was beautiful both times. We saw more animals with Andy including 7 bears! <div><embed src="http://widget-35.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2810246167516938037&site=widget-35.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2810246167516938037&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-35.slide.com/p1/2810246167516938037/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2810246167516938037&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-35.slide.com/p2/2810246167516938037/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2810246167516938037&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-35.slide.com/p4/2810246167516938037/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-79227161023790062022010-08-11T19:16:00.002-06:002010-08-11T19:30:23.229-06:00Fourth of July 2010Better late then never.....<div><embed src="http://widget-f3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2522015791365145331&site=widget-f3.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2522015791365145331&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-f3.slide.com/p1/2522015791365145331/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2522015791365145331&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-f3.slide.com/p2/2522015791365145331/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2522015791365145331&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-f3.slide.com/p4/2522015791365145331/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-90654173740191245912010-08-11T19:05:00.004-06:002010-08-12T09:16:37.962-06:00Lovin this weather!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1JYNG0exiwxqao-FFV_Tw3vIgZ1ck51RAJpAgBnYByuuDGj9tkKRfREtIo4_qd_Vi3B3Dr19m6He0klthzt15ZkwIcULr6m-LeM9IjBU7PPUVSQ3sRnNlvY799kl6xuIQSGdqT6e6Dog/s1600/39704_1577474439383_1311271021_1591767_986400_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1JYNG0exiwxqao-FFV_Tw3vIgZ1ck51RAJpAgBnYByuuDGj9tkKRfREtIo4_qd_Vi3B3Dr19m6He0klthzt15ZkwIcULr6m-LeM9IjBU7PPUVSQ3sRnNlvY799kl6xuIQSGdqT6e6Dog/s400/39704_1577474439383_1311271021_1591767_986400_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504325547275995522" /></a><br />I am so lovin this weather! Almost three weeks of overcast skies and scattered showers. You may think this weird to like but have you ever spent a August in Utah. H.O.T. hot! with the cloud cover and little rain showers it keeps it under 90 baby and that is ok with me. Besides the cooler weather for August, we have had some beautiful skies! Heavenly Father has great artistic abilities.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8aGvHEah9PZB5aAygBjBR972gO-bJm2yzjJ3qF_xkwAc9VtjguR1SFl7oxuV5MR1_zQQhnwK5A_4eDmUo_fTdDaKlDPfvAjuDEpEDrT_0QWJODtKuzMXAAQedQiPK430Ouod1-E_W9E/s1600/40860_1577474559386_1311271021_1591770_7966796_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8aGvHEah9PZB5aAygBjBR972gO-bJm2yzjJ3qF_xkwAc9VtjguR1SFl7oxuV5MR1_zQQhnwK5A_4eDmUo_fTdDaKlDPfvAjuDEpEDrT_0QWJODtKuzMXAAQedQiPK430Ouod1-E_W9E/s400/40860_1577474559386_1311271021_1591770_7966796_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504323527209984674" /></a>This was a FULL rainbow! I dont think I have ever seen a full rainbow and it was on display for all to see at the Bee's baseball game.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn5YYwUe_po9igL1hdS0HTOd3AlN3DenkoG4ep_kBggD6kjCn6KoCgezBl3R4b0yajjKBl9DosYHLwG-CbxtI3HLBui69gcMvhofEnz3OhRaEf3KeVrgyN5ZYbz4P94AHybSyE1_kYIn8/s1600/40251_1577474479384_1311271021_1591768_308990_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn5YYwUe_po9igL1hdS0HTOd3AlN3DenkoG4ep_kBggD6kjCn6KoCgezBl3R4b0yajjKBl9DosYHLwG-CbxtI3HLBui69gcMvhofEnz3OhRaEf3KeVrgyN5ZYbz4P94AHybSyE1_kYIn8/s400/40251_1577474479384_1311271021_1591768_308990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504323520579714498" /></a>The kids liked this because there is this lonely little white cloud amoung all the grey and blue.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ1ruJzOOa4eQRNDSLhdzZ42MGrRPu8FISg2q7JmkgPLYbqyslurM0PVH0JOv9C7aXjfW1I6TLXNeumuIlsK38cKl4RIUENp8KcxGMepPtDJ94Go5N5nHWJiSHCgnsJ1NQ9lP6yIIaDA/s1600/39767_1577474519385_1311271021_1591769_7067947_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ1ruJzOOa4eQRNDSLhdzZ42MGrRPu8FISg2q7JmkgPLYbqyslurM0PVH0JOv9C7aXjfW1I6TLXNeumuIlsK38cKl4RIUENp8KcxGMepPtDJ94Go5N5nHWJiSHCgnsJ1NQ9lP6yIIaDA/s400/39767_1577474519385_1311271021_1591769_7067947_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504323517351304770" /></a>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-3810882768099599052010-07-29T20:29:00.001-06:002010-07-29T20:35:09.592-06:00Sweet Brinley's Grand Stand | Alex's Lemonade Stand FoundationThis is for a very good friend and neighbor's daughter. Please support if you can! <br /><br /><a href="http://www.alexslemonade.org/mypage/67204">Sweet Brinley's Grand Stand | Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation</a>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-69883590706549263482010-07-20T23:04:00.002-06:002010-07-20T23:13:06.531-06:00Knowledge (or dumb facts) I have learned over 8 weeks1. Life at some time might throw you a curve ball. If you're lucky it might be a screw-you ball. <br /><br />2. Fasting works <br /><br />3. My laundry decreased by 3-4 loads a week when my family numbers decreased by one! <br /><br />4. The average bar of soap will last an average sized person on average 6 weeks. <br /><br />5. Sunday ended up being the worst day of the week <br /><br />6. Cancer sucks! <br /><br />7. I must be braver than I give myself credit for cuz if I wasn't I would never have gotten outta bed. <br /><br />8. The commercials claim that Hughes Net is faster then dial up. They are liars! <br /><br />9. Your food budget can cut itself almost in half when you serve corndogs and Mac and Cheese for dinner. <br /><br />10. The two weeks home should go as slow as the six weeks away.....it's only fair right? But it doesnt. <br /><br />11. Sending him away for the second time was NOT any easier.Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053830021304823610.post-71872766953508545512010-07-20T22:05:00.004-06:002010-07-20T22:10:14.952-06:00Brunettes are SexyHey that's not my opinion. That comes straight from the horses mouth (horse=Andy) So what do you think? I LOVE IT and it might have to be permanent<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJndHcnA8L1SQgyOR3QUGI54pWWhtOIpT2WNhEzjqlJJFs9tTY41VXOx2gYh-HXUDbsAYE8zVgz8kRD2xAv1ab4_53zFyaY8iVxhATW83kNVEi1dKuwEdMLTu0oB5KcHlXks3Hk2oE7C0/s1600/brown+hair+4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206654363978226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJndHcnA8L1SQgyOR3QUGI54pWWhtOIpT2WNhEzjqlJJFs9tTY41VXOx2gYh-HXUDbsAYE8zVgz8kRD2xAv1ab4_53zFyaY8iVxhATW83kNVEi1dKuwEdMLTu0oB5KcHlXks3Hk2oE7C0/s400/brown+hair+4.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXymd28AGsxideR1UmXzecgA3TC-Bgl0TMxYqTTEfYQjQoT9dt2HiY70vqEyOXCwHdzm5lvUiA-DyFpRKiFpI84aQAcGIIQX1CojBrpyjXPB2nf2zHoF4Es5V9b8izvf2FF9dvD12iou4/s1600/brown+5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206246019201746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXymd28AGsxideR1UmXzecgA3TC-Bgl0TMxYqTTEfYQjQoT9dt2HiY70vqEyOXCwHdzm5lvUiA-DyFpRKiFpI84aQAcGIIQX1CojBrpyjXPB2nf2zHoF4Es5V9b8izvf2FF9dvD12iou4/s400/brown+5.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZx5Vf7w7rtKPxPIU3rPBHnNM0KL1347c2ALJJmgJJvwRvCVX2pDcbNFHP6rROc0PGrpccgZNIGmlQP4e803_ud29f4hDZDuRBYfTG1FqgONlONfXvjeg0LUwAB7yQOLBNP2AD2CfwITw/s1600/brown+hair+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496206237142729426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZx5Vf7w7rtKPxPIU3rPBHnNM0KL1347c2ALJJmgJJvwRvCVX2pDcbNFHP6rROc0PGrpccgZNIGmlQP4e803_ud29f4hDZDuRBYfTG1FqgONlONfXvjeg0LUwAB7yQOLBNP2AD2CfwITw/s400/brown+hair+1.jpg" /></a><br /></div>Carinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06002291087892368079noreply@blogger.com1