<?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-1235756317073927315</id><updated>2012-01-20T16:57:09.455-08:00</updated><category term='35 Things'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Brother'/><category term='Tulsa'/><category term='Alpine'/><category term='Church'/><category term='crafting'/><category term='Sister'/><category term='cute'/><category term='Faron'/><category term='Della'/><category term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>The Nelson Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1669599819212706449</id><published>2012-01-19T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T17:55:13.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>The Simple Joys in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ezX82TP7U/TxjI4uwl9sI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RqdrQWsavFI/s1600/photo-754525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ezX82TP7U/TxjI4uwl9sI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RqdrQWsavFI/s320/photo-754525.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699526205387437762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1669599819212706449?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1669599819212706449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1669599819212706449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1669599819212706449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1669599819212706449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-joys-in-life.html' title='The Simple Joys in Life'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ezX82TP7U/TxjI4uwl9sI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RqdrQWsavFI/s72-c/photo-754525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-608690217586958096</id><published>2012-01-17T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T16:57:09.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>New Callings</title><content type='html'>January 1st was Della&amp;#39;s official first day of nursery {sniff} and Faron and mines in our brand new callings! Originally we thought we were going to be in the nursery with Della (which I had mixed feelings about-on the one hand, nursery would have been a great calling, but on the other hand I wanted Della to gain some independence, which would have been hard with mommy and daddy in nursery with her) but that was a mix up. Faron was called to be the 10-year-old boys primary teacher and I was called to be the CTR 5 teacher. &lt;p&gt;Last time I was in primary I taught the 9 and 10 year olds, so my new class was quite a bit different. But I loved it! They are so excited to be in primary and learn! And they love to color and play churchy games. Yes, they get a bit silly and giggly sometimes, but I feel it will prepare me to have a kid of my own that age.&lt;p&gt;My other calling (that&amp;#39;s right, I have two callings) has turned into one of my favorite callings ever. I serve as a ward music leader. Every other month I get to choose the music we sing in church and lead the music in sacrament meeting, and idea that terrified me at first, but that I now enjoy. I love picking songs that {I hope} bring the spirit and watching the congregation sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-608690217586958096?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/608690217586958096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=608690217586958096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/608690217586958096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/608690217586958096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-callings.html' title='New Callings'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-2185693818624872279</id><published>2012-01-11T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:13:42.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>What I've Been Up To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;addicted&lt;/em&gt; to Pinterest. Like, full-on - I should probably join a 12 step program - addicted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, it has given me several ideas for do-it-yourself projects. Here are a few I have created lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This idea is found &lt;a href="http://millaysintexas.blogspot.com/2011/10/burlap-bin-craft-success.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. I am loving the look of burlap lately. So when I saw this idea (and because I have plenty of empty diaper boxes lying around) I knew I had to make it. I started with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf6v7HFdp7A/Tw5VNMPtgVI/AAAAAAAAAhs/f44eR5i048A/s1600/Burlap+box+before.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf6v7HFdp7A/Tw5VNMPtgVI/AAAAAAAAAhs/f44eR5i048A/s320/Burlap+box+before.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Added a few coats of tan paint (so the red wouldn't show through the burlap), hot glued the burlap around like the tutorial said to and viola!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1Ke34Rr0Po/Tw5VqaDmg0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/xbkhgZCeFok/s1600/Burlap+Box+after.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1Ke34Rr0Po/Tw5VqaDmg0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/xbkhgZCeFok/s320/Burlap+Box+after.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It turned out so CUTE! The two I made are currently living in my daughters room (full of toys). Don't know if they will live there forever but I like them there for now. I plan on making two more in a lighter burlap (see the rosette). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next on my list was&amp;nbsp;this easy peasy project found &lt;a href="http://www.u-createcrafts.com/2011/10/creative-guest-ruffled-tote-tutorial-by.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Other than cutting and hemming the strips of fabric (which I had already done) I completed this during Della's nap time. &lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCgQXvNGYa8/Tw5WHs7YNjI/AAAAAAAAAh8/vZAUOiyEhdo/s1600/ruffle+purse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCgQXvNGYa8/Tw5WHs7YNjI/AAAAAAAAAh8/vZAUOiyEhdo/s320/ruffle+purse.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sewing the ruffles was a little tricky, but I love the end result. I might save this for a gift or make it my new church bag - I haven't decided yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other than crafting, I have been enjoying motherhood (as stressful as it is sometimes). Della is so full of personality! She is a talker - jabbers away all day long - I have no idea what she is saying sometimes but it is sure cute. Her new thing whenever I try to take a picture is to say cheese "chzzzz" and give a big ole cheesy grin. She is a character!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHf29aJUfGQ/Tw5dKQDJc9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/bi6ojH6N-LE/s1600/della+-+cheese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHf29aJUfGQ/Tw5dKQDJc9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/bi6ojH6N-LE/s320/della+-+cheese.jpg" width="320" /&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/1235756317073927315-2185693818624872279?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2185693818624872279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=2185693818624872279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2185693818624872279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2185693818624872279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Up To'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf6v7HFdp7A/Tw5VNMPtgVI/AAAAAAAAAhs/f44eR5i048A/s72-c/Burlap+box+before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3038329658400550553</id><published>2012-01-01T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T07:26:20.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='35 Things'/><title type='text'>35 Things To Do in 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I got this idea from a friends blog (check it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dallinkatieandco.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;). Last year she came up with a list of 35 things to do over the year (there is some kind of math and logic to this number, which she explains on her blog), instead of a traditional new year's resolution. I started reading her blog about halfway through the year and have been really impressed with this idea. So last month I started working on my one list. It was a little tougher than I thought it would be. I changed my mind on so many things! I just didn't want to set myself up for failure. But after much consideration I have finally come up with my final list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;35 Things To Do in 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spiritual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Go to the Temple 6 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. Read the Book of Mormon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. Have FHE every Monday for two months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. Have family prayer and scripture study every day for a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. Try a new dinner recipe each month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6. Try a new dessert recipe each month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;7. Try sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;8. Grow fresh herbs or veggies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;9. Make homemade bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fitness (this will be mostly documented on my &lt;a href="http://jennylite.blogspot.com/"&gt;weight loss blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;10. Reach my ideal weight = 130&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;11. Take an exercise/dance class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;12. Go one month without drinking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;13. Go one month without eating fast food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;14. Participate in 2 weight watchers challenges (two weeks each)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;15. Organize Della's toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;16. Make a family budget and stick to it for one month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;17. Restock 72 hour kits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;18. Move to our own place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;19. Organize papers and receipts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crafting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;20. Sew a blanket for Faron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;21. Recover Della's couch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;22. Make 6 things from Pinterest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;23. Make a diaper bag or purse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;24. Donate blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;25. Organize pictures on computer and camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;26. Go two weeks without checking Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;27. Go two week without watching TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;28. Write a blog post every day for one month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;29. Get my laptop fixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;30. Read 30 books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;31. Open a savings account for Della&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;32. Create a will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;33. Take a family vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;34. Go to the state fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;35. Go to the Easter Pageant&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I tried to pick a variety of things, so I could incorporate all parts of my life. I also tried to include a few fun things as well (after all, why shouldn't some goals be enjoyable?)&amp;nbsp;I also tried to include things that would challenge me, because really, isn't that the point of a resolution? At the top of my blog I have a&amp;nbsp;tab that will take you to my list. I will update my progress&amp;nbsp;there. I will also include an update every month of how I am doing. Hopefully this is one new year's resolution I can stick to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&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/1235756317073927315-3038329658400550553?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3038329658400550553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3038329658400550553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3038329658400550553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3038329658400550553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2012/01/35-things-to-do-in-2012.html' title='35 Things To Do in 2012'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1004412820500197857</id><published>2011-12-07T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T19:11:04.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>Seventeen Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sKT1ArTGN30/TuAoL9-xgEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dln2rM8B1V0/s1600/IMG_6643.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sKT1ArTGN30/TuAoL9-xgEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dln2rM8B1V0/s320/IMG_6643.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Della Mae:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves the Fresh Beat Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sings the ABC song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Counts (every number is "five")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Says "please" {pzzz} and "thank-you" {do-do}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Folds her arms for prayers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Says "Oh Toodles" {from Micky Mouse Clubhouse}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throws tantrums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Says "Ho Ho Ho" {oh-oh}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can point out her nose, ears, eyes and mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gives a cheesy grin when you ask to see her teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't like to sit still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can unlock the Ipad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Identifies any kitty she sees by meowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Copies everything we do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes our lives wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1004412820500197857?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1004412820500197857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1004412820500197857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1004412820500197857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1004412820500197857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/12/seventeen-months.html' title='Seventeen Months'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sKT1ArTGN30/TuAoL9-xgEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dln2rM8B1V0/s72-c/IMG_6643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4565580126513654756</id><published>2011-12-01T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:25:33.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Gratitude Wrap-Up</title><content type='html'>Gratitude #27 - &lt;em&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/em&gt;Because it has helped me lose over 20 pounds! {WOOT}&lt;br /&gt;You can read all about my weight-loss journey on my new blog: &lt;a href="http://jennylite.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a Lighter Note&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude #28 - &lt;em&gt;Modern Medicine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDTSWcI02rc/TtfSHlylxiI/AAAAAAAAAg0/xXHeh03Tafc/s1600/118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDTSWcI02rc/TtfSHlylxiI/AAAAAAAAAg0/xXHeh03Tafc/s320/118.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For those of you who don't know, Della was born via emergency C-section after 36 hours of labor {a good portion of which I spent on oxygen because Della's heart rate kept going down} and two hours of  &lt;em&gt;unsuccessful&lt;/em&gt; pushing {she got stuck}. I will forever be grateful that I live in a time where modern techniques allowed the doctors to safely deliver my baby and keep both of us alive. I am also grateful for the amazing hospital staff and nurses who monitored me and made sure we were both OK during the entire labor and delivery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gratitude #29 - &lt;em&gt;Seeing the world through my daughters eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love watching Della experience the world. Everything is brand new to her, so I get to experience that way too. This last weekend we spent some time in Alpine, where Della got to play in the snow. She loved it! This pictures captures her excitement. I am so grateful that I am a mother and get to watch this beautiful girl grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kT8f8DAtz-o/TtfTLyO-rpI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Gz-o46B8eko/s1600/100_1610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kT8f8DAtz-o/TtfTLyO-rpI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Gz-o46B8eko/s320/100_1610.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude #30 - &lt;em&gt;My Savior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my savior, Jesus Christ, who lived and died for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4565580126513654756?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4565580126513654756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4565580126513654756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4565580126513654756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4565580126513654756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/12/gratitude-wrap-up.html' title='Gratitude Wrap-Up'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDTSWcI02rc/TtfSHlylxiI/AAAAAAAAAg0/xXHeh03Tafc/s72-c/118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3235999057529919152</id><published>2011-11-26T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T19:10:40.538-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>Gratitude #26 - &lt;em&gt;The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jenny, and I am a Mormon. I am grateful to have the gospel in my life and the knowledge that Christ is my savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3235999057529919152?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3235999057529919152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3235999057529919152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3235999057529919152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3235999057529919152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8027520798362610497</id><published>2011-11-25T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:18:12.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take 2</title><content type='html'>Gratitude #25 - &lt;em&gt;My Husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know he was already on this list, but I am just feeling especially grateful for him. Not only is he an amazing husband, but he is a wonderful father. He is always willing to change diapers, get up with Della when I am tired, and entertain her, even when he is super tired. I am so lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvtcGtue3l8/TtBMOfxVL1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/AGX6q8EqBCI/s1600/Della+%2526+Dad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvtcGtue3l8/TtBMOfxVL1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/AGX6q8EqBCI/s320/Della+%2526+Dad.jpg" width="320" /&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/1235756317073927315-8027520798362610497?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8027520798362610497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8027520798362610497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8027520798362610497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8027520798362610497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/take-2_25.html' title='Take 2'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvtcGtue3l8/TtBMOfxVL1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/AGX6q8EqBCI/s72-c/Della+%2526+Dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3693277360209931271</id><published>2011-11-24T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:13:50.789-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>A Week {and then some} of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow- I am a little behind. Let's catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#15 - &lt;em&gt;Brooke, Monica, Amy &amp;amp; Tammie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My list wouldn't be complete without my wonderful sisters-in-law. They are beautiful, talented, and amazing women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#16 - &lt;em&gt;Ben, Justen, Ryan, Aaron&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also have some pretty great brothers-in-law. I am grateful to have them in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#17 - &lt;em&gt;Kylie, Nathan, Jackson, Thomas, Payton, Jack, Benjamin, Isaac, Ainsley, Gwen, Brayden, Kamber, Sofia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love being an Aunt! My nieces and nephews are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#18 - &lt;em&gt;My Grandparents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was very lucky growing up. I knew all but one of my grandparents, and&amp;nbsp;4 of my great-grand parents. I loved having them around growing up. 3 of my great-grandparents are gone now, but the rest of them are still here, and I am so grateful that my daughter gets to know them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#19 - &lt;em&gt;Our Car&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It runs and gives us relatively few problems {knock on wood}. I am grateful for reliable transportation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#20 - &lt;em&gt;Good Books&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or if you want to back even farther, the ability to read. Or even farther than that, the invention of the written word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back on subject - I enjoy reading and am so grateful there are many good books out there that stretch my imagination and help me learn new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#21 - &lt;em&gt;My Job&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am a stay-at-home-mother and I am so grateful I have the opportunity to stay home with my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#22 - &lt;em&gt;The seasons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know we don;t get much of them in AZ, but when I was living in Tulsa, I got to experience the leaves changing in the fall, the snow falling in the winter, the buds appearing overnight in the spring, and the hot breezes in the summer {yes, I am even grateful for the heat}. I am grateful I&amp;nbsp;am able to experience the beauty of the seasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#23 - &lt;em&gt;The Theatre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went and saw Spamalot. It was awesome. I am grateful that theatre is a part of my life and that I have had so many opportunities to perform and work behind the scenes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#24 - &lt;em&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I LOVE this holiday! I love the food, getting together with family, and taking time to remind myself how blessed I am.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3693277360209931271?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3693277360209931271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3693277360209931271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3693277360209931271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3693277360209931271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/week-and-then-some-of-gratitude.html' title='A Week {and then some} of Gratitude'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4151626364423972705</id><published>2011-11-14T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:13:28.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Planes, Trains &amp; Automobiles</title><content type='html'>Gratitude #14 &lt;em&gt;The means to travel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to live in a time where travel is so convenient {especially when we were living in Tulsa, and AZ was only a short 2.5 hour plane ride away}. I love that it only takes me 5 minutes to drive to the nearest Wal-Mart {another thing I am grateful for - what would I do without it?} and even though I have never ridden a train, I am glad that I still have the option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4151626364423972705?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4151626364423972705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4151626364423972705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4151626364423972705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4151626364423972705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/planes-trains-automobiles.html' title='Planes, Trains &amp; Automobiles'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7717851864387830389</id><published>2011-11-13T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T12:54:42.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>A couple of "E" things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude#12 &lt;em&gt;Electricity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy light bulbs and television and fans  and ovens and refrigerators and washers and dryers. None of these things would  function if it weren't for electricity. I could not live without it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{well, I  probably &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt;, but I wouldn't want too!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude #13 &lt;em&gt;An  Education&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I live in a time where I was able to attend as much  school as I wanted. I am grateful I was able graduate from college and I am  grateful I have a wonderful husband who supports my desire to go back to school  and get my masters some day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9RLNnKrGTPE/TsAuYtGmQfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/PGWJ84h1Xtw/s1600/n27709795_32121187_3601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9RLNnKrGTPE/TsAuYtGmQfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/PGWJ84h1Xtw/s320/n27709795_32121187_3601.jpg" width="320" /&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/1235756317073927315-7717851864387830389?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7717851864387830389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7717851864387830389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7717851864387830389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7717851864387830389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/couple-of-e-things.html' title='A couple of &quot;E&quot; things'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9RLNnKrGTPE/TsAuYtGmQfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/PGWJ84h1Xtw/s72-c/n27709795_32121187_3601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1641948200153481596</id><published>2011-11-11T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:12:39.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>11-11-11</title><content type='html'>Gratitude #11: &lt;em&gt;The Military&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem obvious on Veteran's Day but I am extremely grateful for for people who are willing to fight so that our country can be free. I would like to say &lt;em&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/em&gt; to all who have served and continue to serve. I owe them my freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1641948200153481596?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1641948200153481596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1641948200153481596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1641948200153481596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1641948200153481596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/11-11-11.html' title='11-11-11'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-5153168617907025090</id><published>2011-11-10T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T21:31:16.833-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>I can see!</title><content type='html'>Gratitude #9&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;The Internet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what would I do without it? I am grateful to have a way to communicate with friends and family, find new ideas, watch movies, and buy things I can't find in a store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude #10 &lt;em&gt;Contacts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without them {or glasses} I would be as blind as a bat. Seriously, everything would be one giant blur. I am grateful for these&amp;nbsp;amazing things that help me see the world clearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-5153168617907025090?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5153168617907025090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=5153168617907025090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5153168617907025090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5153168617907025090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-see.html' title='I can see!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1340577449340103642</id><published>2011-11-08T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:32:59.098-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>The Basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude #7&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;A roof over my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may not be ideal and I may not have much space but I am so grateful I have a place to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude #8 &lt;em&gt;food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always have enough to eat {and sometimes more}. For that I am truly grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1340577449340103642?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1340577449340103642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1340577449340103642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1340577449340103642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1340577449340103642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/gratitude-7-roof-over-my-head-it-may.html' title='The Basics'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7447699205949463241</id><published>2011-11-07T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T09:26:06.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>My Bros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude #6 My Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have two brothers, one older, one younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both of my brothers are really funny and really smart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always looked up to my older brother, wanted to be more like him. He always looks out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little brother and I were good friends growing up. He has turned into a great man. I am so proud of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love both of my brothers and am lucky to have them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7447699205949463241?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7447699205949463241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7447699205949463241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7447699205949463241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7447699205949463241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-bros.html' title='My Bros'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4239803841515126937</id><published>2011-11-05T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:26:10.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>The 'Rents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude #4: My Parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are pretty much awesome. They have supported me and believed in me and loved me. I would not be who I am if it wasn't for them. I am so grateful for everything they have done {and continue to do} for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude #5: My Husband's Parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me just say I count myself very fortunate to have such amazing in-laws.&amp;nbsp;They have welcomed me into their family with open arms. I could not ask for a better second family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4239803841515126937?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4239803841515126937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4239803841515126937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4239803841515126937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4239803841515126937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/rents.html' title='The &apos;Rents'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1617330162490632380</id><published>2011-11-03T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:06:45.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><title type='text'>Sister, Sister!</title><content type='html'>Gratitude #3: My sister&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I did &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;{and I emphazise - &lt;em&gt;DID NOT&lt;/em&gt;} get along when we were kids. We fought over almost everything. We had to share a room, which led to a lot of contention. She thought I was too messy and I thought she was too bossy {sorry Katie}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over the past 8 or so years {since I graduated from high school} my sister has become one of my closest friends. I look to her for advice {especially when it comes to parenting - she is a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; mom} and I feel like I can talk to her about almost anything. One of the best parts about being back in Arizona is that I get to hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sis, for being there for me, even when we didn't get along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1617330162490632380?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1617330162490632380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1617330162490632380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1617330162490632380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1617330162490632380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/sister-sister.html' title='Sister, Sister!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-5676595124035884242</id><published>2011-11-02T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:26:24.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>Life as we know it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Joseph Campbell-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These past few months, life definitely hasn't gone as planned. There have been a few bumps in our road. While I am tempted to sit back and feel sorry for myself {more often than I would like to admit} I know that will not make life any better. In fact it only makes it worse. So instead I remind myself of everything I have been blessed with. A wonderful husband and healthy, adorable daughter. Family that is always there for me. I know that trials strengthen us and that the Lord is always watching over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To remind myself daily of the things I &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;have, I have decided to post at least one thing I am thankful for every day. {Just in time for Thanksgiving!} Hopefully this will lead to a better attitude and help me adjust to my "new" life plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude #1: My husband. He is funny, sweet, loving, and always there for me. I am so lucky to have such an amazing best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitude #2: This girl. She makes me smile every day. I love being her mother and watching her grow. I wouldn't trade her for anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpA_Wj_93kg/TrIEuQsZMEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6zFlANlIk8s/s1600/IMG_5246-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpA_Wj_93kg/TrIEuQsZMEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6zFlANlIk8s/s320/IMG_5246-2.jpg" width="213" /&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/1235756317073927315-5676595124035884242?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5676595124035884242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=5676595124035884242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5676595124035884242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5676595124035884242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-as-we-know-it.html' title='Life as we know it'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpA_Wj_93kg/TrIEuQsZMEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6zFlANlIk8s/s72-c/IMG_5246-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4778132564912498995</id><published>2011-10-08T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:21:20.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifteen Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot get over how fast my little girl is growing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVoC8lE4Hoc/TpEU-P30KMI/AAAAAAAAAds/D8esK53pwb8/s1600/Della-15mo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVoC8lE4Hoc/TpEU-P30KMI/AAAAAAAAAds/D8esK53pwb8/s320/Della-15mo+2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She weighs 20.5 lbs and is 30.5 inches tall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves the outdoors. She gets so mad when you go outside without her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She eats almost anything, but especially loves grapes, marshmallows, candy corn, popcorn and peas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her favorite toys are her light-up seahorse, any book and mommy's flip flops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She puts herself to sleep and sleeps 12 hours a night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't like to drink milk, unless you cheer and clap your hands after she takes a sip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She thinks the iPad is hers and gets upset when she doesn't get to play with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She says "Uh Uh" {Uh Oh} whenever anybody drops anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She walks, runs,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;tries to climb on everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She gives real hugs and kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She still loves Pocoyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She can say "Baba" {Grandpa}, "Papa" {Papi - my parent's dog}, "Gooo" {Let's go}, "Dodah" {Soda - referring to any drink mommy &amp;amp; daddy have}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To let you know she wants something, she points at herself, then at whatever she wants, then back at herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you tell her you love her she makes a kissing face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She fights with her cousin Kamber over &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;, but they get so excited when they see each&amp;nbsp;other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She waves hi and blows kisses for bye bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is pretty much awesome and everyone who meets her loves her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4778132564912498995?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4778132564912498995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4778132564912498995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4778132564912498995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4778132564912498995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/10/fifteen-months-old.html' title='Fifteen Months Old'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVoC8lE4Hoc/TpEU-P30KMI/AAAAAAAAAds/D8esK53pwb8/s72-c/Della-15mo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1636761188183086283</id><published>2011-10-05T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:11:08.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alpine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>Alpine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love to visit Alpine {where Faron's parents live}. It is a small community in the White Mountains of north-eastern Arizona. The scenery is beautiful, the weather is wonderful, and every time we go I can forget about anything that is stressing me, find a good book, eat some yummy food,&amp;nbsp;and relax. Della loves visiting her grandparents and &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; spending time outside exploring. I am so glad we will be able to visit more often now that we are back in AZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avfEFJt65ik/TozRKXwDIBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/u2EDaeIaVS8/s1600/100_1450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avfEFJt65ik/TozRKXwDIBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/u2EDaeIaVS8/s320/100_1450.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some squirrels will eat the nuts right out of your hand. Della is fascinated by them and by all the birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aKXVLIzVxVk/TozRYBIauNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4B92b1tDHsY/s1600/100_1454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aKXVLIzVxVk/TozRYBIauNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4B92b1tDHsY/s320/100_1454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-damDnm-cGb8/TozRnjF1SHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/SE_tfbVl5vA/s1600/100_1456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-damDnm-cGb8/TozRnjF1SHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/SE_tfbVl5vA/s320/100_1456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della loves to pick Grandma Mikey's flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urE88JX8Cjc/TozR5nvjy_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/zVYNnbTmbvY/s1600/100_1461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urE88JX8Cjc/TozR5nvjy_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/zVYNnbTmbvY/s320/100_1461.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And run around outside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{she wasn't able to do that this summer in Queen Creek because it is too hot! She would stay outside all day in Alpine if I let her}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4YRk4_YrUA/TozSIhFBFiI/AAAAAAAAAdI/OwVVcxNKNeY/s1600/100_1467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4YRk4_YrUA/TozSIhFBFiI/AAAAAAAAAdI/OwVVcxNKNeY/s320/100_1467.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;TaDa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_8BpoVAJxJw/TozSX8ooflI/AAAAAAAAAdM/AIQndTkyIa8/s1600/100_1478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_8BpoVAJxJw/TozSX8ooflI/AAAAAAAAAdM/AIQndTkyIa8/s320/100_1478.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1636761188183086283?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1636761188183086283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1636761188183086283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1636761188183086283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1636761188183086283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/10/alpine.html' title='Alpine'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avfEFJt65ik/TozRKXwDIBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/u2EDaeIaVS8/s72-c/100_1450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1194217950654458703</id><published>2011-08-26T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T17:31:02.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>Cuteness Personified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My daughter is cute. I know every parent thinks their kid is the cutest-but mine seriously is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{OK, maybe not &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; cutest, but top five at least}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is so expressive - and every expression is exaggerated. If she is surprised, she is &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;surprised. If she is excited, she is &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;excited. If she is up to no good... well you get the idea. Enjoy some pictures of Della Mae in all her cuteness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Po37veMLTTE/TlgtViT9e5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/kwD_mtm9oKE/s1600/100_1179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Po37veMLTTE/TlgtViT9e5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/kwD_mtm9oKE/s320/100_1179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves wearing glasses - any size - all around the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RPu9jmkyRU/TlgupfMoVaI/AAAAAAAAAac/WtmZ1Jiwgrg/s1600/100_1284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RPu9jmkyRU/TlgupfMoVaI/AAAAAAAAAac/WtmZ1Jiwgrg/s320/100_1284.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shocked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krhIwQKz32E/TlgvMgCggNI/AAAAAAAAAag/WY8KZtPrwcw/s1600/100_1324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krhIwQKz32E/TlgvMgCggNI/AAAAAAAAAag/WY8KZtPrwcw/s320/100_1324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZcNgzIKx-Q/TlgvaevHVNI/AAAAAAAAAak/djtu2IuKh9Y/s1600/100_1415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZcNgzIKx-Q/TlgvaevHVNI/AAAAAAAAAak/djtu2IuKh9Y/s320/100_1415.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She looks adorable in pigtails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7iP9Qq3-pFQ/Tlgvpsmlz8I/AAAAAAAAAao/O_YWl3PB5Ro/s1600/100_1416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7iP9Qq3-pFQ/Tlgvpsmlz8I/AAAAAAAAAao/O_YWl3PB5Ro/s320/100_1416.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fake cheesy grin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BS7qk0iorIo/Tlgxcyj4bRI/AAAAAAAAAas/wAqRZ1AuFLQ/s1600/Photo0582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BS7qk0iorIo/Tlgxcyj4bRI/AAAAAAAAAas/wAqRZ1AuFLQ/s320/Photo0582.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cHabUhrfyI/TlgxfQNn_sI/AAAAAAAAAaw/jATBqdUK0cU/s1600/Photo0615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cHabUhrfyI/TlgxfQNn_sI/AAAAAAAAAaw/jATBqdUK0cU/s320/Photo0615.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mischievous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kjXZU8nsdg/TlgxiUfBrDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NUIIKYs0GzE/s1600/Photo0625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4kjXZU8nsdg/TlgxiUfBrDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NUIIKYs0GzE/s320/Photo0625.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She eats pizza from the middle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EAJdbHIraVE/Tlgxq_rPogI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-Jsb-bsrbTg/s1600/Photo0606.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EAJdbHIraVE/Tlgxq_rPogI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-Jsb-bsrbTg/s320/Photo0606.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Hi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGiI2Di4cw0/TlgyG7xSOQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xQewsUJx5fw/s1600/Photo0559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGiI2Di4cw0/TlgyG7xSOQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xQewsUJx5fw/s320/Photo0559.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Loves the swimming pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1194217950654458703?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1194217950654458703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1194217950654458703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1194217950654458703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1194217950654458703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/08/cuteness-personified.html' title='Cuteness Personified'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Po37veMLTTE/TlgtViT9e5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/kwD_mtm9oKE/s72-c/100_1179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3241310934182004041</id><published>2011-08-17T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:42:34.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On May 7th Faron graduated from law school (YAHOO!!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdbxxkmfS7E/TkvqMrcQGHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Y1Nzf1KgHPM/s1600/100_1134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdbxxkmfS7E/TkvqMrcQGHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Y1Nzf1KgHPM/s320/100_1134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two days later we packed up all our stuff and moved back to Arizona, where Faron promptly began studying for the BAR exam. And he studied all summer long. It was not very fun for him, or me, or Della. But we endured. At the end of July he took the two day test. (And we won't find out till October how he did - Grrrr). To celebrate the end of studying we took our first family vacation in who knows how long. Our first stop was Alpine, AZ to visit Faron's folks. We had a great time relaxing and enjoying the rain and cool weather. Next we headed off to Las Vegas, NV. Faron and I had never been there and we got a ridiculously good rate on a room at Circus Circus. We only spent a day and a half there but we over all had a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ynf66apkhKs/TkvrCe4ZDTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/IeRxLn37bLI/s1600/100_1359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ynf66apkhKs/TkvrCe4ZDTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/IeRxLn37bLI/s320/100_1359.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just outside New York, New York. Just a few minutes later Della threw up - poor thing. We didn't get to see everything we wanted, and we walked way to much for my liking, but we did overall have a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3Xa8pD-8ao/Tkvrg2E45GI/AAAAAAAAAaM/nUzCPxblBqI/s1600/100_1393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3Xa8pD-8ao/Tkvrg2E45GI/AAAAAAAAAaM/nUzCPxblBqI/s320/100_1393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the Belagio water show to start, the coolest part of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After Las Vegas, we headed up to Provo, UT to visit Faron's brother Aaron. We ate tons of great food and Della had a blast spending time with her uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_eKohiGGTQ/Tkvr3lgmqWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/K6RzX-ovkNA/s1600/100_1421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_eKohiGGTQ/Tkvr3lgmqWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/K6RzX-ovkNA/s320/100_1421.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Temple square one morning and got to tour the new conference center (Faron had never been). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the way back from Utah, we spent the night in Flagstaff (our old stomping grounds). We had dinner with some old college friends and ate at some of our old spots. Our trip was long and involved lots of driving - but was super fun. We were a little sad for it to be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3241310934182004041?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3241310934182004041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3241310934182004041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3241310934182004041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3241310934182004041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdbxxkmfS7E/TkvqMrcQGHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Y1Nzf1KgHPM/s72-c/100_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3771092363542883231</id><published>2011-08-15T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:19:59.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Della'/><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 1st, 2010 - my Della Mae turned 1! We had a fabulous Pink Lemonade party to celebrate. We had family over, went swimming, grilled hamburgers and hot dogs and had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might have gone a little overboard, but it was my first baby's first birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfZM66kqZcc/TklAAiq5T7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/7Aq33l8C5To/s1600/100_1193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfZM66kqZcc/TklAAiq5T7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/7Aq33l8C5To/s320/100_1193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pink Lemonade cupcakes (yum), chocolate covered Oreos, iced-lemonade cookies and lemon shaped lollipops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dthpj7kfKUo/TklATZTYD6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Tp3_mln3lSI/s1600/100_1207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dthpj7kfKUo/TklATZTYD6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Tp3_mln3lSI/s320/100_1207.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was a little hesitant about the cake at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bU7qb5hPOYw/TklAkPjT3DI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/qM_q_acw9jo/s1600/100_1227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bU7qb5hPOYw/TklAkPjT3DI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/qM_q_acw9jo/s320/100_1227.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But she soon dove right in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zauf2f7lAb4/TklA0LqjD9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Lky-Nrcn4HI/s1600/100_1295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zauf2f7lAb4/TklA0LqjD9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Lky-Nrcn4HI/s320/100_1295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day after her birthday, Della decided she could walk. And she has been going non-stop ever since. Here are some other fun things about Della Mae:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she climbs (or tries to climb) on almost everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she says "hi" in a drawn-out way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she has very dramatic expressions and gets super excited about almost everything new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she dances to anything with a good beat (including her own music, or the hymns in church)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she claps whenever she wants more of something or wants something you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she chants her name (de-yah) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{whenever someone goes down the slide in my parents pool, everyone chants their name. Della was going down with me and heard everyone chanting her name and it stuck. Now almost all the grandkids chant Della's name. She, of course, loves it}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she hugs the dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she raises her hands when they do the sustainings in church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she squeals whenever there is a quiet, reverent moment in church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she points at everything and whispers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she copies us when we say "uh uh uh" (for when she is doing something she shouldn't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she loves Micky Mouse Clubhouse and will drop everything as soon as it comes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she giggles at the duck in Pocoyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she takes fake bites and drinks of things to try to trick us into thinking she is trying something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della Mae has made our family so happy. She is a joy and I feel so honored to be her mother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3771092363542883231?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3771092363542883231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3771092363542883231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3771092363542883231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3771092363542883231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/08/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfZM66kqZcc/TklAAiq5T7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/7Aq33l8C5To/s72-c/100_1193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7283089680968960607</id><published>2011-07-05T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T13:36:16.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><title type='text'>Leaving home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over three years ago, when Faron started applying to law schools,&amp;nbsp;I honestly had no&amp;nbsp;idea where we would end up. We both wanted to go out of state, so Faron applied and got into, a lot of schools all over the country. We suddenly had a huge decision to make.&amp;nbsp;We could have lived&amp;nbsp;in Florida, San Diego, California (I was rooting for this one), or even in Washington D.C. But we knew we had to pray about such a big decision. When we did, we both felt very strongly that Faron needed to go to The University of Tulsa in Oklahoma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really, &lt;em&gt;TULSA, OKLAHOMA?&lt;/em&gt; Of all the places we could have gone, this was not the one I would have picked.&amp;nbsp;No even in my top ten.&amp;nbsp;But when you pray for answers, you better be ready to accept those answers. So we packed our bags and headed to the Midwest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who would have guessed that three years later, once law school was finished and we headed back to Arizona, that it would feel like we were leaving home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because over the last few years, Tulsa had truly become our home.&amp;nbsp;I fell in love with the city, the people, the way of life. I loved how the leaves changed colors in the autumn and how a single snow storm could shut down the city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was in Tulsa that I got my first real job (a blessing from the Lord, I was hired a week before school started - a sure sign to me that we were meant to go to Tulsa). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was in Tulsa that I was blessed with my daughter Della. It was there that she experienced so many of her firsts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Tulsa I made some amazing friends, ones that I will miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; And even though I knew we were moving back to Arizona when we started this law school journey, I was still very sad to leave. And I still&amp;nbsp;am sad at times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that is the funny thing about life. Even though I am thrilled to be close to family once again, a little part of me will always miss Oklahoma. And a little part of me will always be an Okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KU-ReHJw8oo/ThN0deOcyCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KWD_A7y_raQ/s1600/Pictures+2008-2009+145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KU-ReHJw8oo/ThN0deOcyCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KWD_A7y_raQ/s320/Pictures+2008-2009+145.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye Tulsa. You will be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7283089680968960607?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7283089680968960607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7283089680968960607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7283089680968960607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7283089680968960607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/07/leaving-home.html' title='Leaving home'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KU-ReHJw8oo/ThN0deOcyCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KWD_A7y_raQ/s72-c/Pictures+2008-2009+145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3029546063044415758</id><published>2011-04-10T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:19:06.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late than Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is moving at top speed here in Tulsa - but we wouldn't have it any other way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faron is almost finished with law school &lt;strong&gt;{Hooray!}&lt;/strong&gt; and after he has graduated we are packing up and moving back to Arizona. We are super excited to be closer to family but we will miss the amazing friends we have made here in Tulsa. It will be bittersweet but overall a good change for our little family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we move back Faron will study like crazy, pass the bar &lt;strong&gt;{finger's crossed}&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;and get an amazing job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In other news, a few weeks ago we went to Dallas to visit my brother and his family. We had a great time, ate some amazing food &lt;strong&gt;{Thanks again Brooke!}&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;and had so much fun watching Della interact with&amp;nbsp;her cousins. This is one of the things I am looking forward to by moving back to AZ - and luckily my brother Michael and family are moving from Texas to Arizona too! &lt;strong&gt;{YEA!!!}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While there, my sister-in-law Brooke took some pictures of Della. Brooke is an&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;AMAZING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;photographer and has taken some of my very favorite pictures of Della. And lucky for all of you in AZ, she will be in the state soon so if anyone is looking to get pictures done, she will not disappoint. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bwmortensen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check out her blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and look at these beautiful pictures of Della &lt;strong&gt;{I mean seriously - my daughter is super cute!}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_1cjhJhz7K4/TaJjxynDb_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/WDSfvfShNPo/s1600/IMG_9173-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_1cjhJhz7K4/TaJjxynDb_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/WDSfvfShNPo/s320/IMG_9173-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-38F_vQ57YRs/TaJj4Vy7M8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/2MNbS86sPE8/s1600/IMG_9207-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-38F_vQ57YRs/TaJj4Vy7M8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/2MNbS86sPE8/s320/IMG_9207-2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGND6O8BtXs/TaJj99BUUcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/YJgMbwi1Ytk/s1600/IMG_9244-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGND6O8BtXs/TaJj99BUUcI/AAAAAAAAAYo/YJgMbwi1Ytk/s320/IMG_9244-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVbdySOpftM/TaJkT1OlFBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/S_zMfmC5kzI/s1600/IMG_9175-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVbdySOpftM/TaJkT1OlFBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/S_zMfmC5kzI/s320/IMG_9175-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAEhZImKhHE/TaJkVj5FA9I/AAAAAAAAAY0/De6PldZqGkA/s1600/IMG_9278-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAEhZImKhHE/TaJkVj5FA9I/AAAAAAAAAY0/De6PldZqGkA/s320/IMG_9278-2.jpg" width="320" /&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/1235756317073927315-3029546063044415758?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3029546063044415758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3029546063044415758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3029546063044415758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3029546063044415758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/04/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late than Never'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_1cjhJhz7K4/TaJjxynDb_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/WDSfvfShNPo/s72-c/IMG_9173-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8992205395861592710</id><published>2011-02-23T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:06:18.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;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;"&gt;I love this little girl more and more each day. Faron and I had a blast during the recent storms just hanging out with her. And (&lt;em&gt;lucky for you) &lt;/em&gt;I took lots of pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Some of the things Della enjoys doing these days:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9JKXbM_-ynA/TWVq2SmtlgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/XMW8PDpw_1k/s1600/100_0602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9JKXbM_-ynA/TWVq2SmtlgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/XMW8PDpw_1k/s320/100_0602.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Rolling around trying to put EVERYTHING in her mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uH-kD9ZUKo/TWVskfZu66I/AAAAAAAAAYA/GD3OfRcgigs/s1600/100_0736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uH-kD9ZUKo/TWVskfZu66I/AAAAAAAAAYA/GD3OfRcgigs/s320/100_0736.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Hanging out and laughing with daddy&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1un-cK8_Hc/TWV16NfwuMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lPlmjhZSpcs/s1600/100_0714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1un-cK8_Hc/TWV16NfwuMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lPlmjhZSpcs/s320/100_0714.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eating new foods (her favorites so far are squash and&amp;nbsp;peaches)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aO9si8z42Hw/TWV2QHt7R6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/xWFcMRAE96Y/s1600/100_0707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aO9si8z42Hw/TWV2QHt7R6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/xWFcMRAE96Y/s320/100_0707.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to crawl (she has not quite mastered it yet but she tries)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dffAKV_g8_M/TWVsMoTsr0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/JF1pr2nnRK0/s1600/100_0696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dffAKV_g8_M/TWVsMoTsr0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/JF1pr2nnRK0/s320/100_0696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trying to grab anything that mommy or daddy has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYAZKOjUG9I/TWVt6VykOeI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vJDuCogrgu8/s1600/100_0608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYAZKOjUG9I/TWVt6VykOeI/AAAAAAAAAYI/vJDuCogrgu8/s320/100_0608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Standing up (with assistance)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnN5OE2mj38/TWVs8WssJrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gm_7hWXEfRc/s1600/100_0751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnN5OE2mj38/TWVs8WssJrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gm_7hWXEfRc/s1600/100_0751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnN5OE2mj38/TWVs8WssJrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gm_7hWXEfRc/s320/100_0751.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Just being all around cute as can be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8992205395861592710?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8992205395861592710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8992205395861592710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8992205395861592710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8992205395861592710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/02/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9JKXbM_-ynA/TWVq2SmtlgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/XMW8PDpw_1k/s72-c/100_0602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3111865880127846614</id><published>2011-02-07T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:48:42.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowpocalypse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tulsa recieved record-breaking snowfall last week. This shut down the entire city (or so it seemed) for a few days. It was super cold and the roads were trecherous. So Faron stayed home from school (it was cancelled for four days) and we had a great time being snowed in. We ate way too much food (so grateful we had enough), watched way too much TV (the entire Dollhouse series, for example) and I had plenty of time to take pictures of the snow and my adorable baby (those pictures are coming soon).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBSTX4lS-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/rVtJXScur7w/s1600/100_0621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBSTX4lS-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/rVtJXScur7w/s320/100_0621.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBStgop8WI/AAAAAAAAAWw/W_TneXoHK0I/s1600/100_0625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBStgop8WI/AAAAAAAAAWw/W_TneXoHK0I/s320/100_0625.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBTzls4iRI/AAAAAAAAAW8/22cP683zR_E/s320/100_0645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBUMTposWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_hGDtWvCkvU/s1600/100_0646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBUMTposWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_hGDtWvCkvU/s320/100_0646.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBUisT5zaI/AAAAAAAAAXE/P_V0u3I5FY0/s1600/100_0635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBUisT5zaI/AAAAAAAAAXE/P_V0u3I5FY0/s320/100_0635.JPG" width="320" /&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/1235756317073927315-3111865880127846614?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3111865880127846614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3111865880127846614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3111865880127846614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3111865880127846614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/02/snowpocalypse.html' title='Snowpocalypse'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TVBSTX4lS-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/rVtJXScur7w/s72-c/100_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-2535865898010628269</id><published>2011-01-18T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T15:26:18.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Tulsa &amp; Queen Creek &amp; Alpine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Christmas we were able to spend almost 3 weeks visiting family. It was so much fun! Everyone loved Della and we just loved spending time with everyone. It made us look forward to moving home to AZ even more (we are coming in May!) Since we were spending Christmas day out of town, we had our first family Christmas with Della in Tulsa a little early. Della had no clue what was going on but loved the wrapping paper and trying to chew on everything she got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas in Tulsa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYV5pRo0LI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wZ587AZZo5Q/s1600/100_0110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYV5pRo0LI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wZ587AZZo5Q/s320/100_0110.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Loves the wrapping paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYW9-9cavI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cNWj7ycJgjo/s1600/100_0114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYW9-9cavI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cNWj7ycJgjo/s320/100_0114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So intense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYXTggFflI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_VRUXKol1Hc/s1600/100_0133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYXTggFflI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_VRUXKol1Hc/s320/100_0133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, her favorite part was the tag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas in Queen Creek &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYXqcRkplI/AAAAAAAAAVo/6csBgwg5zhg/s1600/100_0150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYXqcRkplI/AAAAAAAAAVo/6csBgwg5zhg/s320/100_0150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the Mortensen siblings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYYHD0z37I/AAAAAAAAAVs/fh_mWjYH_6Q/s1600/100_0282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYYHD0z37I/AAAAAAAAAVs/fh_mWjYH_6Q/s320/100_0282.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della's present from Santa. You can't tell from the picture but she loves them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYYeqyrmGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JrHWfU2lkLU/s1600/100_0315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYYeqyrmGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JrHWfU2lkLU/s320/100_0315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How she spent most of the morning - chewing on a bow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYY0FZdzKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/79QhXsOG_Oc/s1600/100_0376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYY0FZdzKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/79QhXsOG_Oc/s320/100_0376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matching Christmas pajamas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas in Alpine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYZJJo3e6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Xil6fRthc7k/s1600/100_0393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYZJJo3e6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Xil6fRthc7k/s320/100_0393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally - some SNOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYZizxvnNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6SyAe2ETONU/s1600/100_0399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYZizxvnNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6SyAe2ETONU/s320/100_0399.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and Uncle Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYZ5aQ7ldI/AAAAAAAAAWA/I2yvt282Eek/s1600/100_0415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYZ5aQ7ldI/AAAAAAAAAWA/I2yvt282Eek/s320/100_0415.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della with Grandpa Bobby and Grandma Mikey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYaREDCPGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/DpOBL32pED4/s1600/100_0410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYaREDCPGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/DpOBL32pED4/s320/100_0410.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and cousin Thomas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-2535865898010628269?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2535865898010628269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=2535865898010628269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2535865898010628269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2535865898010628269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-in-tulsa-queen-creek-alpine.html' title='Christmas in Tulsa &amp; Queen Creek &amp; Alpine'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TTYV5pRo0LI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wZ587AZZo5Q/s72-c/100_0110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4227749627238836660</id><published>2010-12-02T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:45:03.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della took her first road trip this Thanksgiving to Lafayette, LA to visit Faron's brother Ryan&amp;nbsp;and his family. Faron's other brother Aaron also flew out from Utah to join in the fun.&amp;nbsp;We had a blast and the food was amazing (thanks Tammie!). Della loved her cousins and they were equally smitten with her. It was so nice to have a break and spend some time with family. And Della did awesome in the car!&amp;nbsp;Hopefully we will be able to make it out there again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhT8Jzwr3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/IgtTk8Lff3I/s1600/CIMG1801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhT8Jzwr3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/IgtTk8Lff3I/s320/CIMG1801.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She enjoyed her first Thanksgiving dinner (which consisted of her licking a roll and trying to shove a turkey leg in her mouth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUE_E3W4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/RDfcqZXFl2w/s1600/CIMG1803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUE_E3W4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/RDfcqZXFl2w/s320/CIMG1803.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUNCmzTAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Gc3Z8h71k3Y/s1600/CIMG1810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUNCmzTAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Gc3Z8h71k3Y/s320/CIMG1810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della with her Uncle Ryan and Aunt Tammie. I think she made them baby hungry for a girl (they have 3 boys).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUT0a0s5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/dLgfpIVvXFw/s1600/CIMG1812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUT0a0s5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/dLgfpIVvXFw/s320/CIMG1812.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and her cousin Jack. Jack gave Della hugs and kisses and played with her the whole time. It was so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUa2hVEsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/O0fJyYxeCXU/s1600/CIMG1814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUa2hVEsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/O0fJyYxeCXU/s320/CIMG1814.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and her cousin Peyton. Della loved it when Peyton held her and made her giggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUieptggI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZJek8aQZO1Y/s1600/CIMG1804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhUieptggI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZJek8aQZO1Y/s320/CIMG1804.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and cousins Ben and Jack. Ben is only two but he was so excited about Della (Baby Dodo). And Della's eyes would follow him around the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4227749627238836660?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4227749627238836660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4227749627238836660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4227749627238836660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4227749627238836660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/12/give-thanks.html' title='Give Thanks'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TPhT8Jzwr3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/IgtTk8Lff3I/s72-c/CIMG1801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7038874951740676807</id><published>2010-11-10T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T12:15:30.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Della and I took a trip to Arizona this past week (and left poor Faron behind in Tulsa) to visit my family. We both had a great time hanging out with everybody - but we are glad to be back home with daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr3uLap7HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aBb45ErEjss/s1600/CIMG1711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr3uLap7HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aBb45ErEjss/s320/CIMG1711.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and Jessica&amp;nbsp;(Aunt Monica's sister)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr32qP8CiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/dXtC8LBDTQg/s1600/CIMG1712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr32qP8CiI/AAAAAAAAAUc/dXtC8LBDTQg/s320/CIMG1712.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what she did a lot of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4PByZ_hI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JxiCKT_hXyg/s1600/CIMG1718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4PByZ_hI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JxiCKT_hXyg/s320/CIMG1718.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to visit great-grandma&amp;nbsp;Joan (Della is named after her mother - &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;great-grandmother)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4XFW45_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/6ivQHgQwD14/s1600/CIMG1721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4XFW45_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/6ivQHgQwD14/s320/CIMG1721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and cousin Kamber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4gHut9MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/FWKEvG1ABR4/s1600/CIMG1723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4gHut9MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/FWKEvG1ABR4/s320/CIMG1723.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della and Aunt Monica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4l7SHQ6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/hjBV0TZqydk/s1600/CIMG1728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr4l7SHQ6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/hjBV0TZqydk/s320/CIMG1728.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister Katie and her adorable daughter Kamber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr7NGCi7DI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dt2H72I74d8/s1600/Photo0255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr7NGCi7DI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dt2H72I74d8/s320/Photo0255.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her new trick to get out of sleeping - smiling and laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr7c-w4yWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/BQ_3vxrTz4c/s1600/Photo0276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr7c-w4yWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/BQ_3vxrTz4c/s320/Photo0276.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In Arizona Della discovered her toes. Now anytime you set her down her toes immediately go into her mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr7gwIjPUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZYzwpHxfIJg/s1600/Photo0287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr7gwIjPUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZYzwpHxfIJg/s320/Photo0287.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only picture I have of us together. Self-portrait taken with my cell phone in Ross. Not a bad picture really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7038874951740676807?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7038874951740676807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7038874951740676807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7038874951740676807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7038874951740676807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/11/arizona.html' title='Arizona'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TNr3uLap7HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aBb45ErEjss/s72-c/CIMG1711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7758325897228058495</id><published>2010-10-24T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:47:23.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pobrecita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿Our poor baby got her first cold this past week. Luckily it wasn't serious - just made her a little cranky. But she still is as cute as can be! I just can't get enough of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvLTDJjgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WTJeCc5NT2c/s1600/Photo0308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvLTDJjgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WTJeCc5NT2c/s320/Photo0308.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvO62ASyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/owjh82gJZO0/s1600/Photo0309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvO62ASyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/owjh82gJZO0/s320/Photo0309.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvRI-f6lI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IZ_L4khwRSY/s1600/Photo0314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvRI-f6lI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IZ_L4khwRSY/s320/Photo0314.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvSmrJU_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2PCaoeO4oaw/s1600/Photo0315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvSmrJU_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2PCaoeO4oaw/s320/Photo0315.jpg" width="240" /&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/1235756317073927315-7758325897228058495?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7758325897228058495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7758325897228058495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7758325897228058495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7758325897228058495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/10/pobrecita.html' title='Pobrecita'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TMTvLTDJjgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WTJeCc5NT2c/s72-c/Photo0308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-5739524233545761520</id><published>2010-10-08T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:54:58.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flyin' High at the Tulsa State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Faron and I have wanted to go to the Tulsa State fair ever since we moved here. Finally last night we packed up the baby (and all her stuff) and went. We had a great time just walking around looking at everything and we enjoyed some pretty delicious one-time-only fair food. Della was so happy the entire time we were there. Her eyes were busy the whole night gazing around at all the lights. All in all it was a fun family adventure. I didn't get a lot of pictures, but i did get these few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TK9nNkU2mTI/AAAAAAAAATk/ZMM_f8VUZR8/s1600/CIMG1705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TK9nNkU2mTI/AAAAAAAAATk/ZMM_f8VUZR8/s320/CIMG1705.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Krispy Kreme&amp;nbsp;Doughnut Burger. Delish! We also enjoyed a deep-fried twinkie, but I forgot to take a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TK9n0ZfJxKI/AAAAAAAAATo/N8YnzR24UVQ/s1600/CIMG1706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TK9n0ZfJxKI/AAAAAAAAATo/N8YnzR24UVQ/s320/CIMG1706.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She got tired of the stroller but loved it when daddy held her. She could see so much more then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-5739524233545761520?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5739524233545761520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=5739524233545761520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5739524233545761520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5739524233545761520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/10/flyin-high-at-tulsa-state-fair.html' title='Flyin&apos; High at the Tulsa State Fair'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TK9nNkU2mTI/AAAAAAAAATk/ZMM_f8VUZR8/s72-c/CIMG1705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-299472823173977781</id><published>2010-10-02T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T18:42:17.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life with baby Della has been crazy, hectic, and wonderful. We feel truly blessed to be the parents of such and amazing daughter of God. She makes our lives complete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfZoK5g98I/AAAAAAAAAS8/X8zTwnm2XvI/s1600/CIMG1608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfZoK5g98I/AAAAAAAAAS8/X8zTwnm2XvI/s320/CIMG1608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One month old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfd9gugE6I/AAAAAAAAATg/XafsCdNiK1g/s1600/CIMG1685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfd9gugE6I/AAAAAAAAATg/XafsCdNiK1g/s320/CIMG1685.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfaDyGvbOI/AAAAAAAAATA/3bU6gU1FtSk/s1600/CIMG1691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfaDyGvbOI/AAAAAAAAATA/3bU6gU1FtSk/s320/CIMG1691.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfbUE92CKI/AAAAAAAAATE/jA6KmhgBD6Q/s1600/CIMG1698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfbUE92CKI/AAAAAAAAATE/jA6KmhgBD6Q/s320/CIMG1698.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her new favorite thing... her hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfbaIn86eI/AAAAAAAAATI/a_-934m1pNc/s1600/CIMG1703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfbaIn86eI/AAAAAAAAATI/a_-934m1pNc/s320/CIMG1703.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She still loves her daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfdVOWMZOI/AAAAAAAAATU/CEOLrz1kDb8/s1600/CIMG1673.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfdVOWMZOI/AAAAAAAAATU/CEOLrz1kDb8/s320/CIMG1673.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Della's baby blessing on September 5. Luckily most of the Mortensen family got to come. Unfortunately I have no pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfdcC6wQ0I/AAAAAAAAATY/Gi_RlbT4CGw/s1600/IMG_4002-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfdcC6wQ0I/AAAAAAAAATY/Gi_RlbT4CGw/s320/IMG_4002-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though Faron and I both have brown eyes, Della's are a beautiful blue. We can't get enough of them! (This picture and the next one&amp;nbsp;are courtesy of Brooke, THANKS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfdevb5-oI/AAAAAAAAATc/C5VqSQ5kdTI/s1600/IMG_4004-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfdevb5-oI/AAAAAAAAATc/C5VqSQ5kdTI/s320/IMG_4004-5.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Della's serious look. She has this look on her face constantly as she looks around at everything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-299472823173977781?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/299472823173977781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=299472823173977781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/299472823173977781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/299472823173977781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/10/picture-overload.html' title='Picture Overload'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TKfZoK5g98I/AAAAAAAAAS8/X8zTwnm2XvI/s72-c/CIMG1608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7709945831678488724</id><published>2010-08-03T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:46:46.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago Della had her first photo shoot. My friend DeAnn Payne (&lt;a href="http://paynelessphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://paynelessphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;was nice enough to take the pictures for me (she is the same person who took my maternity pictures). Della was not &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; cooperative so we didn't get as many as I would have liked, but the pictures we did get turned out great. It helps that my daughter is so stinkin' cute! Here are some of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFheoyrfxJI/AAAAAAAAARI/tZA_YZ_sxLY/s1600/Della+013+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFheoyrfxJI/AAAAAAAAARI/tZA_YZ_sxLY/s320/Della+013+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhfamkqvvI/AAAAAAAAARQ/hL0NP34OZLE/s1600/Della+034+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhfamkqvvI/AAAAAAAAARQ/hL0NP34OZLE/s320/Della+034+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhf7dkRG9I/AAAAAAAAARo/KfADDXhjbsc/s1600/Della+087+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhf7dkRG9I/AAAAAAAAARo/KfADDXhjbsc/s320/Della+087+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhgDZgEZKI/AAAAAAAAARw/xt5l4X2lPd0/s1600/Della+106+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhgDZgEZKI/AAAAAAAAARw/xt5l4X2lPd0/s320/Della+106+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhgNlwgb3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/3PvM8jRtD_E/s1600/Della+108+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhgNlwgb3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/3PvM8jRtD_E/s320/Della+108+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhgYrfDOHI/AAAAAAAAASA/naY7cbP4DiU/s1600/Della+128+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFhgYrfDOHI/AAAAAAAAASA/naY7cbP4DiU/s320/Della+128+copy.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/1235756317073927315-7709945831678488724?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7709945831678488724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7709945831678488724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7709945831678488724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7709945831678488724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/08/adorable.html' title='Adorable'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFheoyrfxJI/AAAAAAAAARI/tZA_YZ_sxLY/s72-c/Della+013+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6958388757908231330</id><published>2010-08-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:11:37.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Little Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXT1ntNf0I/AAAAAAAAARA/TkmdKTe6AgI/s1600/CIMG1598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXT1ntNf0I/AAAAAAAAARA/TkmdKTe6AgI/s320/CIMG1598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Della is already &lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; smitten with her daddy. She loves it when he holds her and will turn her head towards him when he puts&amp;nbsp;her down. A guaranteed way to get her to sleep is to place her on his chest. She snuggles up right under his chin and is soon fast asleep. The other day I caught them napping together and &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to get a picture. Who do you think she looks like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXS1ke2flI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MjCcbq4dUUI/s1600/CIMG1601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXS1ke2flI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MjCcbq4dUUI/s320/CIMG1601.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXTCoRRwbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/e0XzyrDvvYs/s1600/CIMG1602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXTCoRRwbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/e0XzyrDvvYs/s320/CIMG1602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXTH70tRVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4meUyGWQ5LY/s1600/CIMG1603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXTH70tRVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4meUyGWQ5LY/s320/CIMG1603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6958388757908231330?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6958388757908231330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6958388757908231330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6958388757908231330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6958388757908231330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/08/daddys-little-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Little Girl'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TFXT1ntNf0I/AAAAAAAAARA/TkmdKTe6AgI/s72-c/CIMG1598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8540194410842044136</id><published>2010-07-10T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:37:43.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Della Mae Nelson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Born: July 1, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8lbs 3oz; 20 in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faron and I are loving our little girl! She is such a good and happy baby. We are enjoying getting to know her and feel so blessed to be her parents. She is also pretty darn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkAaao1ytI/AAAAAAAAAPc/obTiTXAzj6Y/s320/CIMG1526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkBIaLxntI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_TU5RQPEOMI/s1600/CIMG1539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkBIaLxntI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_TU5RQPEOMI/s320/CIMG1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkDHAZZAWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AGsAn1c0IBY/s1600/CIMG1561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkDHAZZAWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AGsAn1c0IBY/s320/CIMG1561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkD30-jQ7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CNXL9Y23cmA/s1600/CIMG1573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkD30-jQ7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CNXL9Y23cmA/s320/CIMG1573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkECu3Bx7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jK77lPqIfKs/s1600/CIMG1570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkECu3Bx7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jK77lPqIfKs/s320/CIMG1570.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/1235756317073927315-8540194410842044136?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8540194410842044136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8540194410842044136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8540194410842044136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8540194410842044136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/07/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TDkAaao1ytI/AAAAAAAAAPc/obTiTXAzj6Y/s72-c/CIMG1526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3803886276190209232</id><published>2010-06-04T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:05:12.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preggo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life since school has been out had been WONDERFUL! I love having time to get everything ready for the baby (and not waking up super early every morning is a definite plus). I am in full-swing nesting mode and have been cleaning and organizing like crazy. I am also feeling super crafty. I made a blanket for the baby and am busy putting together a scrapbook/memory book for the baby. I figure if I already have all the pages done, all I will have to do is add the pictures once I am crazy busy being a mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TAm2KugR4kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OKBijYjIIeI/s1600/Baby+Blanket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TAm2KugR4kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OKBijYjIIeI/s320/Baby+Blanket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is exactly one month left until my due date. I honestly have no idea if this baby is going to come early or late - but I haven't had any contractions so far - so I'm hoping that means she'll come right on time. Although I am getting huge and very uncomfortable being pregnant, I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ready for this baby to come. Although we do have all of the baby supplies ready in case she does appear early, emotionally and mentally I am still trying to wrap my head around the idea of being a mother. Now that it is right around the corner, I am starting to freak out. And it is not just labor that scares me&amp;nbsp;(which, let's be honest, thinking about labor gives me a panic attack). It is just the idea of being a mother - being responsible for another human life -&amp;nbsp;is a little overwhelming. I am sure all first-time moms go through this, but that doesn't make me feel that much better! I just pray that when she does arrive, I will feel a little more confident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the bright(er) side, a friend of mine here in Tulsa took some amazing maternity pictures of me this week. I am not big on having my picture taken (hence why they are not very many pictures of me on this blog) but I decided that one day when this little girl is older, she and I will want some pictures of pregnant me to look at, so I decided to let a professional capture me in all my pregnant glory. I have included some of my favorites for your enjoyment. And if you are interested in a great photographer in the Tulsa area, check out my friend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://paynelessphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deanne Payne's website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TAm6nUevbWI/AAAAAAAAANk/5zJ42ys44kM/s1600/Jennifer+preggo+057+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TAm6nUevbWI/AAAAAAAAANk/5zJ42ys44kM/s320/Jennifer+preggo+057+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TAm6Q6UorMI/AAAAAAAAANU/fT87IZ8JsEM/s1600/Jennifer+preggo+270+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3803886276190209232?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3803886276190209232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3803886276190209232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3803886276190209232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3803886276190209232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/06/preggo.html' title='Preggo'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/TAm2KugR4kI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OKBijYjIIeI/s72-c/Baby+Blanket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6930148806600897927</id><published>2010-05-25T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:16:08.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoorah!!!&lt;/em&gt;&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/1235756317073927315-6930148806600897927?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6930148806600897927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6930148806600897927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6930148806600897927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6930148806600897927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7804372628234635460</id><published>2010-05-20T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T11:27:39.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Life has been crazy these last few weeks - hence why I have not blogged in awhile. So here are a few snippets to keep y'all up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faron and I traveled to Dallas to see our new niece (Gwenyth Lee Mortensen) blessed. It was great to see family - but the eight hours of driving in one day was ridiculous. And of course, I took my camera with every intention of taking tons of pictures of my cute new niece, but alas I didn't take any. So if you want to see how adorable she is, check out my &lt;a href="http://bwmortensen.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister-in-law's blog&lt;/a&gt; for pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faron's parents came into town to help us celebrate his birthday. I had to work on the actual day (darn state-mandated testing!) but took the next day off to hang out with the family. We went to a Tulsa Drillers Game (that's the minor league baseball team here in Tulsa) at their brand new stadium down-town. It was loads of fun. We also showed off our town to Faron's parents and just enjoyed having some family here for a change (hint hint to all our family out here - I promise there are plenty of exciting happenings in Tulsa - so come and visit!). Faron and I were quite sad when they had to leave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last weekend (the last weekend I am allowed to travel by doctor's orders) Faron and I flew out to Arizona to spend some time with my family. My family also threw me a fantastic baby shower while I was there. It was so great to see everyone and we got tons of stuff for the baby. Unfortunately we could only take home about half of it in our suitcases, but the rest will get here (via my parents) after baby girl arrives. I also got to meet my other brand new niece, Kamber Lynne Rogers. She is a doll! I loved holding her and that made me anxious for our own little bundle to arrive (but not too anxious - I am trying to remind myself to have patience, because once she comes our lives will never be the same.) Once again I forgot to take any pictures, but my fabulous sister-in-law Monica did so hopefully I can steal some from her. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tornadoes! Oklahoma is getting hammered by tornado season this year. Last week we heard our first tornado siren at about 4:30 in the morning. So sleepily, we grabbed some blankets and pillows and took shelter in the closet (only place besides the bathrooms with no windows). The storm that moved through town that morning had 90 mph winds and produced three tornadoes. The neighborhood behind our apartment building had tree limbs scattered everywhere. One poor family had a tree fall on their house and on their car. Thousands lost power in Tulsa, which resulted in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;canceling of school for the day (if your school has no power - what can you do?) Last night we had another storm roll through town. We heard the sirens going off and on for a couple of hours. Luckily this storm was not nearly as bad (for our part of town anyway), but it was kind of a hassle having to&amp;nbsp;move back and forth to the closet to hang out for the night. So far, I am NOT enjoying tornado season. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faron started his new internship on Monday. He is working for a company that puts out a law search engine. I honestly have no idea what he is actually doing while working there, but he seems to be settling in nicely. It is probably not work he will want to do for the rest of his life, but it will give him some good experience, plus it is a &lt;em&gt;paying&lt;/em&gt; internship, which is awesome. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are only three days left in this school year. I am so ready to be done so that I can focus on getting everything ready for our new arrival (only 51/2 weeks left until my due date! YIKES!).&amp;nbsp;Our baby has flipped back to the right position (YEA!) and&amp;nbsp;according to the doctor, is perfect weight and height for now.&amp;nbsp;She is causing me a lot of pain because she moves around so much - I don't think she ever sits still - but every time I feel her kick me in the gut, it just reminds me that she is there and that she is healthy. And for those of you wondering,&lt;em&gt; no&lt;/em&gt;, she does not have a name yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That is about all for the Nelsons. We are ready for summer and all the new adventures it will bring. And I will try my hardest to remember to take pictures of all our new and crazy happenings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7804372628234635460?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7804372628234635460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7804372628234635460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7804372628234635460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7804372628234635460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-has-been-crazy-these-last-few.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8669559538357488381</id><published>2010-05-05T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T13:06:17.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you need an excuse to celebrate</title><content type='html'>Just to brighten up your day, enjoy some wacky holidays to celebrate this month. I wonder how many people out there actually celebrate any of these? Also, who decides on all of these holidays? Or can anyone declare a new&amp;nbsp;holiday? That gives me so many ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the subject - Celebrate these days with someone you love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 4: &lt;em&gt;Star Wars Day&lt;/em&gt; (OK so it was yesterday, but still, &lt;u&gt;May&lt;/u&gt; the &lt;u&gt;Fourth&lt;/u&gt; be with you!)&lt;br /&gt;May 5:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Cinco de Mayo&lt;/em&gt; (so this one is pretty well-known, but still fun. I am craving some good Arizona-style Mexican food. Alas, it is hard to come by in Tulsa)&lt;br /&gt;May 7: &lt;em&gt;No Pants Day&lt;/em&gt; (I don't think this one even needs a comment)&lt;br /&gt;May 8:&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; No Socks Day&lt;/em&gt; (Break out those flip flops people!)&lt;br /&gt;May 9: &lt;em&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/em&gt; (Don't forget all your wonderful mothers out there!)&lt;br /&gt;May 11: &lt;em&gt;Eat What You Want Day&lt;/em&gt; (I am so celebrating this one!)&lt;br /&gt;May 14-15: &lt;em&gt;Mike, the Headless Chicken Day&lt;/em&gt; (...)&lt;br /&gt;May 15: &lt;em&gt;Armed Forces Day&lt;/em&gt; (Let's remember all those who have fought and are fighting for our freedom)&lt;br /&gt;May 22: &lt;em&gt;National Wig Out Day&lt;/em&gt; (Once again, I am so celebrating this one!)&lt;br /&gt;May 30: &lt;em&gt;Hug Your Cat Day&lt;/em&gt; (Celebrate this only if you want your cat to scratch you - I don't think cats liked to be hugged!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this week is &lt;em&gt;National Teacher Appreciation Week&lt;/em&gt; so I will be expecting lots of flowers and presents from you all. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8669559538357488381?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8669559538357488381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8669559538357488381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8669559538357488381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8669559538357488381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-case-you-need-excuse-to-celebrate.html' title='In case you need an excuse to celebrate'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-205596532600928129</id><published>2010-04-27T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:38:20.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you realize...</title><content type='html'>There are only 19 days left until my summer vacation begins? I can almost hear the Hallelujah chorus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-205596532600928129?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/205596532600928129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=205596532600928129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/205596532600928129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/205596532600928129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-realize.html' title='Do you realize...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8944844551912148627</id><published>2010-04-22T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:30:57.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news all around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faron will be done with his 2nd year of law school in&amp;nbsp;two weeks. And he just found out today that he has a full-time &lt;strong&gt;JOB&lt;/strong&gt; (that's right, a &lt;em&gt;paying &lt;/em&gt;job) this summer that will also allow him to work part time during next school year. This is wonderful news because I will not be returning to work after this summer, and we were more than a little stressed thinking about how were going to survive without a steady paycheck. Congratulations to my super talented husband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my world, the good news is that there are only 4 weeks (and 1 day) left in the school year! And my students are done with the writing part of their EOI's (that is Oklahoma's version of AIMS) and only have the multiple choice to go! Now it is time to review, review, review!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, our baby is growing fast and&amp;nbsp;looks perfectly healthy! With only 10 1/2 weeks left until my due date, both Faron and I are getting very excited that our little one will be joining us soon. But it also means we have to finally decide on a name for her which, sad to say, we have not done yet. But we are anxiously awaiting this next chapter in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of babies, both my sister and sister-in-law had their little ones this past week. Katie gave birth to Kamber Lynne Rogers on April 13th. Brooke had Gwenyth Lee Mortensen two days later, on April 15th. There were a few complications with Brooke, (check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bwmortensen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brooke's Blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the story and pictures) but now all mothers and their daughters are doing great! I cannot wait to meet both my new nieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All around, I am feeling pretty grateful for all the wonderful things that are happening for the Nelsons and our extended family right now. It makes getting through the hard times &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8944844551912148627?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8944844551912148627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8944844551912148627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8944844551912148627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8944844551912148627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-news-all-around.html' title='Good news all around'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8280960718306893543</id><published>2010-04-06T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:03:20.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty-Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's how many school days are left until summer vacation begins. Can you tell that I'm anxiously excited?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear, I am more ready for summer to come than most of my students. Not only will it mean an end to this school year, which has been quite a difficult one for me, but it will mean that my baby will be here all the sooner - but to be quite honest, I am not sure if I am more excited or nervous for that event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sure many of you out there are looking forward to summer as well, so to help ease the pain of waiting, enjoy some pictures from our recent trip to Washington D.C. I won't include captions, but I will say we walked way too much, enjoyed some amazingly warm weather and saw some equally amazing sites. 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And instead of fighting the spring fever my students currently have, I am showing them a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, it is &lt;em&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/em&gt; which we have been reading as a class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side Note - only one of my students so far has known who Charlton Heston is (he plays Marc Antony). This made me sad. He was such a talented actor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S5qYe881mzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rA-7tZiNuWc/s1600-h/juliuscaesarnew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S5qYe881mzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rA-7tZiNuWc/s200/juliuscaesarnew.jpg" vt="true" width="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready for Spring Break! It is one of the&amp;nbsp;perks of being a teacher that I am truely grateful for.&amp;nbsp;I am headed off to Washington D.C. tomorrow with my husband and my parents. I am so excited not only to see our nations capitol (I have never been before), but to see my parents!&amp;nbsp;Look for pictures to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a fantabulous Friday and if you are lucky like me and my hubby - a spectacular spring break as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6339379912632865597?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6339379912632865597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6339379912632865597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6339379912632865597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6339379912632865597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S5qYe881mzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rA-7tZiNuWc/s72-c/juliuscaesarnew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1680551506382125810</id><published>2010-02-28T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T08:19:47.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big 25!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's right ladies and gentleman - I can now rent a car! Wahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Faron did an amazing job of making my yesterday (my birthday)&amp;nbsp;a great day. It began with blueberry pancakes from Cracker Barrel - delish. Then we headed off to the Tulsa Zoo. The weather was perfect (Faron special ordered it that way - isn't he the best?) and the Zoo was having a special - half price tickets! The Tulsa&amp;nbsp;Zoo is small but still enjoyable. Plus it wasn't terribly busy.&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, most of the animals were feeling shy - so the pictures I took didn't turn out that great - but watch the slideshow to see all the animals we visited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the Zoo we went to dinner at Charlestons - which was pricy but delicious. Then it was off Wal-Mart to pick up our baby crib! (Yes that was a very exciting part). Overall my birthday was wonderful. Thanks to all who wished me a good day and thanks to my wonderful husband who worked overtime to make it great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;embed height="360" src="http://w876.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w876.photobucket.com/albums/ab324/jam373/ZOO/094b6b05.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s876.photobucket.com/albums/ab324/jam373/ZOO/?action=view&amp;amp;current=094b6b05.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; float: left;" /&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/1235756317073927315-1680551506382125810?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1680551506382125810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1680551506382125810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1680551506382125810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1680551506382125810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-25.html' title='The big 25!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3887093306754322539</id><published>2010-02-23T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:34:21.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not as good as advertised</title><content type='html'>Last night, Faron and I decided to try Dominoes "new and improved" pizza. We waited with anticipation to try the new robust sauce and garlic crust. Well, folks, this just in, it was not very good at all.&amp;nbsp; In fact it&amp;nbsp;made us want to cut our tongues out and rub them on the dirt&amp;nbsp;downstairs. OK. Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but we would rather have had a cheap frozen cardboard pizza (some of them are pretty good though)&amp;nbsp;than the one we had from Dominoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to be fair, we actually liked Dominoes before, so to us their new pizza was a step backwards instead of a step forward.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3887093306754322539?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3887093306754322539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3887093306754322539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3887093306754322539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3887093306754322539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-as-good-as-advertised.html' title='Not as good as advertised'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6790405567097309982</id><published>2010-02-10T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:02:54.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>I get a call during my 5th hr today from a Special Education teacher who wanted to see one of my students. This really wasn't a big deal, since stuff like that happens all the time. What &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; bug me was the way she asked. Instead of politely asking if she could see the student when he had some free time, she instead asked "Are you doing anything today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to clarify - yes, yes we were doing something. It is English class. Of course we are doing &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. I really wanted to respond sarcastically with something like "No -- actually we are just sitting here staring at the wall."&lt;br /&gt;Of course I didn't. I did tell her that yes we were working on&amp;nbsp;a study guide&amp;nbsp;but I would send him up when he had finished his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now -- maybe I am being sensitive (which I probably am), but this really annoyed me. I think it comes from being asked by at least one student a day &lt;em&gt;"Are we doing anything in here today."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Record: It is class. We are &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; doing something. Even if that something is watching a movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6790405567097309982?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6790405567097309982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6790405567097309982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6790405567097309982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6790405567097309982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4884277602343813555</id><published>2010-02-08T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:04:10.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>I love &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; hate sick days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do not be alarmed - I am not deathly ill. But I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; feeling just sick enough to make going to work (and trying to teach and manage 16-year-olds) unthinkable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; sick days like this. I get to sleep, and lie on the couch, and be lazy, and watch really crappy movies on TV.&lt;br /&gt;I also &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; sick days like this. I have to come up with some creative lesson plan that is relevant and will keep my students busy. I also have to get up before school starts to do this- so I only sleep-in about an extra half-hour or so. I also have to worry about what in the world my students will be like while I am gone - and how much I will have to deal with when I get back. And just when I start to feel like going in would be less work, my head starts throbbing and I know if I go I won't be able to concentrate and "handle" my students. And trust me, when you teach sophomores for a living, you have to be on your A-game all the time - or they will eat you alive. When I remember this, I decide staying home might not be such a bad idea after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, staying home does not mean I will not be working. I have projects to grade and a test to write. The joys of being a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, it started snowing today, so when I get sick of the crappy movies or decide to procrastinate doing my work, I can open the blinds and watch the snow fall down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4884277602343813555?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4884277602343813555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4884277602343813555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4884277602343813555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4884277602343813555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3691304942978228736</id><published>2010-01-30T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:39:06.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>State of Emergency - Winter Storm 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The past two days, Oklahoma was hit with a major winter storm. It began as rain, then as the temperature dropped, it turned to freezing rain, then sleet, then finally yesterday it became snow. And it snowed all day long. Schools all across the state were cancelled. Faron and I both enjoyed a stay-at-home day. We did venture out briefly, to capture some shots of the winter wonderland outside. It was deceivingly beautiful (under that fluffy white was a layer of ice, hence why almost everything in town, including fast food restaurants, was closed). Our apartment has great landscaping so we didn't have to venture too far to get some wonderful pictures. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from our front door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SNwLJ-_iI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fJ37QAOn0vM/s1600-h/CIMG1044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SNwLJ-_iI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fJ37QAOn0vM/s320/CIMG1044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ice hanging off the bushes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SOkZJOovI/AAAAAAAAAIs/T33EHHL4RDo/s1600-h/CIMG1047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SOkZJOovI/AAAAAAAAAIs/T33EHHL4RDo/s320/CIMG1047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The (usually) grassy area behind our building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SO4nohXII/AAAAAAAAAI0/FK0sfO5Chvc/s1600-h/CIMG1048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SO4nohXII/AAAAAAAAAI0/FK0sfO5Chvc/s320/CIMG1048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The trees were just covered in snow and ice. It was very dangerous but it looked really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SPlAYBiLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sqFjk0NWdGA/s1600-h/CIMG1050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SPlAYBiLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sqFjk0NWdGA/s320/CIMG1050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is just how much ice had covered the branches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SQRJ7VomI/AAAAAAAAAJc/R7jfOS4GmrQ/s1600-h/CIMG1053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SQRJ7VomI/AAAAAAAAAJc/R7jfOS4GmrQ/s320/CIMG1053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the contrast between the white snow and the red brick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SQjwzyqpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5Ksv86KWKPo/s1600-h/CIMG1054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SQjwzyqpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5Ksv86KWKPo/s320/CIMG1054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The partially frozen pond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SQzTBhYjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RIvKuaTVC5U/s1600-h/CIMG1055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SQzTBhYjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/RIvKuaTVC5U/s320/CIMG1055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was no way I was sitting on that ice-trap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SRBeMi1sI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Nlqc3SzFoY0/s1600-h/CIMG1056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SRBeMi1sI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Nlqc3SzFoY0/s320/CIMG1056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those ducks &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to be freezing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SRKGl4FmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4D6_hcDTBrc/s1600-h/CIMG1057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SRKGl4FmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4D6_hcDTBrc/s320/CIMG1057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to take this pictures. It reminded me a Narnia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SSRLAesGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vwvbYGvSxaw/s1600-h/CIMG1062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SSRLAesGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vwvbYGvSxaw/s320/CIMG1062.JPG" width="240" /&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/1235756317073927315-3691304942978228736?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3691304942978228736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3691304942978228736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3691304942978228736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3691304942978228736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/state-of-emergency-winter-storm-2010.html' title='State of Emergency - Winter Storm 2010'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/S2SNwLJ-_iI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fJ37QAOn0vM/s72-c/CIMG1044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8318585218315931491</id><published>2010-01-15T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:58:39.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic Fix - Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;embed height="360" src="http://w876.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w876.photobucket.com/albums/ab324/jam373/80ff47c6.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s876.photobucket.com/albums/ab324/jam373/?action=view&amp;amp;current=80ff47c6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8318585218315931491?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8318585218315931491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8318585218315931491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8318585218315931491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8318585218315931491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2010/01/pic-fix-disneyland.html' title='Pic Fix - Disneyland'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6871332735248151451</id><published>2009-12-27T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T08:21:08.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review - The Jerry Fincher Saga</title><content type='html'>I love spending time at my in-laws place; mostly because it is a great place to sit, relax, watch movies and &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; sit down and read a good book. Unfortunately, this time I forgot a book to read, so I asked my mother-in-law, Mikey if she had in I could borrow. She handing me an entire stack of books to choose from and I choose a series of four books, because I thought they would be quick reads and I'd be able to finish in two days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SzeFmnyl-yI/AAAAAAAAAE8/z_DC94rfJP4/s1600-h/n311296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SzeFmnyl-yI/AAAAAAAAAE8/z_DC94rfJP4/s200/n311296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The series is called &lt;em&gt;The Jimmy Fincher Saga&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt; by James Dashner&amp;nbsp;and includes four titles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Door in the Woods (Book One)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Gift of Ice (Book Two)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Tower of Air (Book Three)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;War of the Black Curtain (Book Four)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The narrator of the story is one Jimmy Fincher, a 14-year-old boy, and I must admit that at first I was sceptic about the story. The voice seemed a little too mature for such a young teen. And, just like the young narrator, I really hadn't a clue what was actually going on. However, the more I read and as the story developed I found myself engrossed in the world that James Dashner had created. The voice began to make sense and I learned about what was really happening as the narrator, Jimmy, did. I was so into this character and his story that I read the entire series (each book is about 255 pages) in one day! And even I was surprised at the twist in the very last book. Let me go on to say that this book contains no language or questionable material, which as a lover of books I really do appreciate. The books read very quickly and there is plenty of action to keep you into the story. More importantly, I feel like a good fiction book has to get me invested in the characters, otherwise I lose interest. In this respect, &lt;em&gt;The Jimmy Fincher Saga&lt;/em&gt; has you rooting for Jimmy the entire time, and he is a character who is worth the investment. He is honest, humble and always trying to do the right thing, overall an excellent hero for the story and role model for young readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All in all, if you are looking for a light read one afternoon, whether you be teenager &lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;adult, I would recommend looking into these four books, You will not be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6871332735248151451?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6871332735248151451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6871332735248151451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6871332735248151451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6871332735248151451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/book-review-jerry-fincher-saga.html' title='Book Review - The Jerry Fincher Saga'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SzeFmnyl-yI/AAAAAAAAAE8/z_DC94rfJP4/s72-c/n311296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7073168183170650885</id><published>2009-12-15T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:10:34.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The top 10 things I love about December</title><content type='html'>10. Holiday treats! I love a good excuse to bake and eat to my heart’s desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Presents. I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy getting them, but I love giving them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The end of the semester (and two whole weeks without my lovely little students).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Christmas music, although not before Thanksgiving. I do love hearing all those classic Christmas tunes. My favorite? &lt;em&gt;I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Winter weather. I love the cold so much better than the hot days of summer (especially in Arizona). I just wish it would snow here more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Boots! Really, I love winter clothing. Sweaters and scarves and warm fuzzy socks. Bundling up is a favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hot Chocolate. Probably the best beverage of all time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Seeing all of my family. This one is especially true now that I live so far away. I am so excited to see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Three years ago on December 29th I married my sweetheart. I love remembering all the reasons why I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Celebrating the birth of the Savior. I love the time to stop and reflect on what is really important in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7073168183170650885?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7073168183170650885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7073168183170650885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7073168183170650885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7073168183170650885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-10-things-i-love-about-december.html' title='The top 10 things I love about December'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4539316437505656311</id><published>2009-12-03T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:25:57.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law School Widow</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the year again... no I am not talking about winter or Christmas - I am talking about Finals! That's right, I have once again lost my husband to a little thing called law school finals. Now is the time of year when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Faron&lt;/span&gt; gets to spend all his time at the law school studying and I get to spend all my time alone. If it wasn't for the TV I would be bored &lt;em&gt;out of my mind!&lt;/em&gt; Heck, even with the TV I am bored out of my mind. I know it is only for two weeks, but it still feels like so long when I am stuck at home alone. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I am done feeling sorry for myself. In other news, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Faron&lt;/span&gt; and I spent thanksgiving in Tulsa this year. Sorry all you Arizonians, but it is just too far to drive. Staying in was actually a lot of fun. We got to sleep in every day and I didn't have to watch football on TV, although I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Faron&lt;/span&gt; probably would have liked that. We did eat our thanksgiving meal with some friends so we weren't totally alone. On Saturday we did one of my favorite things which was pick out a Christmas tree! Then while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Faron&lt;/span&gt; went off to study (see, sad huh?) I decorated a tree. All by myself. It was still fun, even if it was lonely. (Just teasing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Faron&lt;/span&gt; -- You know I love you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about wraps it up for the Nelson's. We will be seeing all you in Arizona in just 16 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4539316437505656311?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4539316437505656311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4539316437505656311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4539316437505656311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4539316437505656311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/12/law-school-widow.html' title='Law School Widow'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4609017738343098810</id><published>2009-11-04T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:10:39.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time is going by so fast. There are only 3 weeks until Thanksgiving and only 6 weeks left in this school semester, thank goodness! (And only 6 weeks left until Disneyland!) Our apartment complex is covered in leaves. I love the &lt;em&gt;crunch, crunch&lt;/em&gt; under my feet when I walk around. The weather is wonderfully cold and I finally get to wear my cold-weather gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cold weather, Faron and I bundled up the other night to go see the Tulsa Oilers play at the BOK center. Faron won free tickets to the home opener. I am not a big sports fan (OK, I admit, not even a little sports fan) but I had a really good time. Apparently, I am a closet hockey fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for your viewing pleasure, some pictures from the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWp7xrkiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VGzlBs4nJyA/s1600-h/Pictures+2008-2009+389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400403812847161890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWp7xrkiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VGzlBs4nJyA/s400/Pictures+2008-2009+389.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The BOK Center, Downton Tulsa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWqMrzScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hEHpnCn_cVc/s1600-h/Pictures+2008-2009+392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400403817385904578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWqMrzScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hEHpnCn_cVc/s400/Pictures+2008-2009+392.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had the nosebleed seats, but they were free so I can't complain too much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWqfuUR2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q_MRuq0H35g/s1600-h/Pictures+2008-2009+400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400403822496728930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWqfuUR2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q_MRuq0H35g/s400/Pictures+2008-2009+400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some of the hockey action. We won! Go Oilers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWq8Ep2LI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TaUzxRYQZDY/s1600-h/Pictures+2008-2009+405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400403830106609842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWq8Ep2LI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TaUzxRYQZDY/s400/Pictures+2008-2009+405.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't we cute?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4609017738343098810?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4609017738343098810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4609017738343098810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4609017738343098810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4609017738343098810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-is-falling.html' title='Fall is falling'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SvIWp7xrkiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VGzlBs4nJyA/s72-c/Pictures+2008-2009+389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3742339712228509755</id><published>2009-10-18T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:58:14.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can COUNT on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am no master pumpkin carver. I usually stick to the simple and classic jack-o-lantern face. But this year I came across a pattern I just had to try. And it turned out pretty good (if I do say so myself). And here it is, for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/StuPWdSjuCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OFd78vOubEU/s1600-h/CIMG0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394062594688661538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/StuPWdSjuCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OFd78vOubEU/s400/CIMG0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell what it is? I'll give you a hint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One. That's one pumpkin. Ah&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/StuMGPQ32qI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BXZSvbiiT44/s1600-h/CIMG0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3742339712228509755?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3742339712228509755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3742339712228509755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3742339712228509755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3742339712228509755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-can-count-on-me.html' title='You can COUNT on me.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/StuPWdSjuCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OFd78vOubEU/s72-c/CIMG0887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-2340639654830491009</id><published>2009-10-03T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:56:35.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addendum to the addendum to my previous post.</title><content type='html'>Friday they were awesome. What the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my entire class is bipolar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-2340639654830491009?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2340639654830491009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=2340639654830491009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2340639654830491009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2340639654830491009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/addendum-to-addendum-to-my-previous.html' title='Addendum to the addendum to my previous post.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7378899550402902833</id><published>2009-10-01T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:00:27.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addendum to my previous post</title><content type='html'>I spoke too soon. Today was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7378899550402902833?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7378899550402902833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7378899550402902833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7378899550402902833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7378899550402902833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/10/addendum-to-my-previous-post.html' title='Addendum to my previous post'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6419795387094000116</id><published>2009-09-30T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:10:45.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yabba Dabba They Do Listen to Me!</title><content type='html'>On Monday, I started my first day of my brand-new (and full-time, permanent) job. Turns out, the district I was subbing for had a sudden opening, and they were so pleased with my sub work that they hired me for the job. (Which, to be perfectly honest, was exactly what I was hoping would happen when I took the sub job). Because I was taking over for another teacher, I had the unique opportunity to find out exactly how my classes were. Unfortunately, I heard from a lot (and I mean &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt;) of teachers that my new 6th hour was going to be a nightmare. After a less than desirable experience with a certain 5th hour last year, I was worried. I knew that I needed some help in the classroom management department, so I turned to an expert. As the teachers out there know, one of the best people to go to about classroom management is Harry Wong. So I found a copy of his book &lt;em&gt;The First Days of School,&lt;/em&gt; and got to reading. The information in there was AMAZING!!! After going through the book, I was feeling much better about going into the classroom. So I showed up for day one with a firm set of rules and consequences and my best game face on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came 6th hour. And it was so much worse than I expected! I took me an ENTIRE class period to go over 5 rules and 5 consequences. I had to stop every 5 seconds to calmly wait until they stopped talking so I could continue. And it wasn't just the talking. It was a total lack of respect for the teacher. But, I didn't yell, not once (although I did have to stop and take a deep breath a couple of times) and I kept my tone of voice very steady. I simply told them, this is the way it is going to be, and if they didn't like it, here were the consequences. They didn't like it, but when I handed out the first couple of consequences (on the first day!) they seemed to get the message that I (and these rules) were here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they left, I screamed. And cried. Even though I had kept my cool, I had to wonder, would it even make any difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was with trepidation, that I waited for 6th hour on Tuesday. And, miracle of miracles, they came in, got to work, and were completely quiet almost the entire class period. I was shocked. I could not believe this was the same class as yesterday. And although I would have liked to take the credit, I couldn't help but think they were setting me up for something. That they were lulling me into a false sense of security. And then they came in again today. They didn't enter quite as nicely and they wanted to talk instead of work. But when I handed out a second consequence to one of the students, they accepted it and went to work. And worked almost the entire class time. We can only wait and see what tomorrow holds, but I think 6th hr and I are off to a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, that is not even the best part! The best part happened after 6th hour ended. One of my students popped his head back into the classroom and asked,&lt;br /&gt;"Mrs. Nelson, do you make us be quiet because you want us to learn?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," I replied. And then he said those two words &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; teacher wants to hear.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any better reward than that? I know my challenges with 6th hour are not over. But I now have a little extra motivation to keep on keepin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Faron came up with the title. Had to give credit where credit is due.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6419795387094000116?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6419795387094000116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6419795387094000116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6419795387094000116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6419795387094000116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/yabba-dabba-they-do-listen-to-me.html' title='Yabba Dabba They Do Listen to Me!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1856353111868863068</id><published>2009-09-22T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:21:29.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrmGAdVIbAI/AAAAAAAAADg/SulAz7oML24/s1600-h/acer-timeline-stock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384482171929521154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrmGAdVIbAI/AAAAAAAAADg/SulAz7oML24/s400/acer-timeline-stock.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/1235756317073927315-1856353111868863068?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1856353111868863068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1856353111868863068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1856353111868863068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1856353111868863068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/pretty.html' title='Pretty'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrmGAdVIbAI/AAAAAAAAADg/SulAz7oML24/s72-c/acer-timeline-stock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7818893779309340203</id><published>2009-09-16T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:47:50.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Books and Broken Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrGQirCfGaI/AAAAAAAAADA/CDrsLEYSLUk/s1600-h/scollins-210-Hg--jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrGQirCfGaI/AAAAAAAAADA/CDrsLEYSLUk/s200/scollins-210-Hg--jacket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382241955027556770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you haven't read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt; by Suzanne Collins, you need too. This book was recommended to me by Mike &amp;amp; Brooke and I loved the book. It was a great read and I couldn't wait for the next one to come out, so I pre-ordered it months in advance. This last week it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;came. Usually in a trilogy the 2nd book is my favorite and least favorite of the bunch. I love getting the continuation of the story, but I hate the cliffhanger ending. Especially when I know I have to wait a long time to get the next installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrGQrQrq4AI/AAAAAAAAADI/Evo04VYwkek/s1600-h/scollins-210-Catching_fire_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrGQrQrq4AI/AAAAAAAAADI/Evo04VYwkek/s200/scollins-210-Catching_fire_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382242102571360258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, the second installment &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catching Fire&lt;/span&gt; was AMAZING! I devoured the book. And even I was shocked at the ending (and yes, it was a cliffhanger. Grrr. Can't wait for the 3rd one!) You need to read these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sadder news, my less-than-five-months-old laptop that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;has suffered a terrible accident. See, Faron and I have these really loud upstairs neighbors. They must wear boots or something because we always hear them stomping around. Occasionally they will throw a wild party which includes loud music, shouting and drunken revelry. Usually we don't mind, unless they are up til 3 in the morning. Last Saturday night they threw another one of their parties. Which resulted in Faron, who usually sleeps very deeply, waking up in the middle of the night due to a loud crash of music. Which resulted in Faron getting mad and getting dressed to go up and ask them, nicely, to turn their music down. Which resulted in Faron walking through the dark living room, groggy and angry, and stepping on my laptop, making Faron even madder (and rethinking going up stairs in such a mood). Which resulted in a huge crack all across the screen of my laptop. Sad story, but true. And the warranty doesn't cover it. LAME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7818893779309340203?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7818893779309340203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7818893779309340203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7818893779309340203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7818893779309340203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-books-and-broken-stuff.html' title='Good Books and Broken Stuff'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SrGQirCfGaI/AAAAAAAAADA/CDrsLEYSLUk/s72-c/scollins-210-Hg--jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1368581312805537926</id><published>2009-09-04T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:56:54.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ending of an Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;: This posting comes about 2 months late. The events I am about to described happened over the 4th of July. During my impromptu trip home last weekend I was chastised for my negligence in sharing this experience (and photographs) with the world. But before the story can begin, you need a little background information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mortensen family has a cabin located just outside Show Low, AZ. We got the cabin when I was about 6, and if I remember correctly, it was nothing more than shell. No inside walls, incomplete floors, and NO plumbing or electricity. So the Mortensen clan set to work: hammering, sawing, and installing to our hearts' content. I learned how to put up drywall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; I learned to drive.  Despite its incompleteness, the cabin hosted many a family outing and scouting adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first additions to the cabin dealt with the issue of... waste removal. So I was trying to think of a more delicate way to say this, but here goes. We needed an outhouse. With so many people coming in and out of the cabin and no plumbing to speak of, an outhouse was essential. And so my father and brother built the wooden structure that was ever fixed in the backyard of the Mortensen Cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to the present. After about 17 years of work, the cabin is pretty much a completed structure. The floors are done, the walls are painted, the rooms are decorated and the plumbing is complete. That's right, the toilet flushes and the shower works. (And although it was not up and running over the 4th of July, the cabin now has electricity!) Which brings us back to the outhouse, which has now become obsolete. But simply getting rid of it was too easy. No, a structure that has been such a staple at the cabin deserved a much more extravagant exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so I give you, in grand Mortensen style, the demolition of the cabin outhouse by... FIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I had gotten a before picture, but alas, in the first one I have the outhouse is already ablaze. If it seems short, that's because it was tipped over and then burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwY1TnAWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/elo5_zmJ7pM/s1600-h/CIMG0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwY1TnAWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/elo5_zmJ7pM/s320/CIMG0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377703001985581410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fire begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwZQjr_FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/38Brey8oKT4/s1600-h/CIMG0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwZQjr_FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/38Brey8oKT4/s320/CIMG0791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377703009300773970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And soon the whole structure is engulfed in flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwZ3KxJ7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_U63JSeJI7o/s1600-h/CIMG0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwZ3KxJ7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/_U63JSeJI7o/s320/CIMG0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377703019665237938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which quickly spread to a neighboring tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwaYCP6mI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-e4iY5bBR84/s1600-h/CIMG0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwaYCP6mI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-e4iY5bBR84/s320/CIMG0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377703028487875170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon only the framing remained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwbJjbGWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6iehZZii_i0/s1600-h/CIMG0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwbJjbGWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6iehZZii_i0/s320/CIMG0806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377703041780357474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which then crumbled under the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFxYYZiHmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/amZguXrKw6Y/s1600-h/CIMG0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFxYYZiHmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/amZguXrKw6Y/s320/CIMG0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377704093737426530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so the outhouse is no more. To the Mortensen siblings who missed out - that's what you get for not coming to celebrate the 4th of July at the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1368581312805537926?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1368581312805537926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1368581312805537926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1368581312805537926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1368581312805537926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/09/ending-of-era.html' title='The Ending of an Era'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15564062881254132207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVs-uFs-Kk/TnBQwbykcnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UF-OcSxf3EA/s220/IMG_9277-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CWr_Y3nKnIY/SqFwY1TnAWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/elo5_zmJ7pM/s72-c/CIMG0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-2488523842726239928</id><published>2009-08-31T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:49:37.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 31, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faron and I made a deal at the beginning of August. If I didn't have a job by the end of the month, I could get a kitten. I have been trying to convince Faron to get a pet for about a year now. He knows how upset I have been about this whole "not-having-a-job-thing" and so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; gave into my condition. So as the month progressed and no job (or even an interview) came up, I knew that there was a silver lining waiting for me in the form of a cute, playful kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Spwz7E2KjwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/cD5FIiXCl0Y/s1600-h/Kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Spwz7E2KjwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/cD5FIiXCl0Y/s320/Kitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376229145179754242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, on the very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; day of the month, I had an interview for a long-term substitute position. 10 minutes after I left the interview I got the job. Yea me! Not full time, but at least 12 weeks of work, and that beats subbing for a different teacher every day. Plus, this gets my foot in the door and an opportunity to show a new district how valuable I am as an employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faron, you lucked out. Looks like you don't have to get me a kitten after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-2488523842726239928?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2488523842726239928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=2488523842726239928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2488523842726239928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2488523842726239928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-31-2009.html' title='August 31, 2009'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Spwz7E2KjwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/cD5FIiXCl0Y/s72-c/Kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-5931332893792654349</id><published>2009-08-19T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:11:34.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve is the finish line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 12:&lt;/span&gt; No more french fries.&lt;br /&gt;French fries have been my favorite food since, well I don't remember when but for a very, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very, &lt;/span&gt;long time. I knew when I began this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 step program&lt;/span&gt; that french fries would eventually be on the chopping block. But I kept putting it off. And putting it off. But the last step is here and so goodbye to french fries it is. (Bonus-with french fries off the menu, fast food isn't such a draw for me anymore-sweet) I know I will miss them, but this is the step I hope lasts for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I would say this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 step&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;program&lt;/span&gt; was a success. I learned a lot about myself and my eating habits this summer. I discovered that there are certain foods I CAN, and will continue to, live without. Like most desserts (exception: I am going to make chocolate chip cookies soon, and enjoy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;of them - I'll just limit my desserts from now on) and chips (haven't wanted them or needed them, YEA!!) and candy and ice cream (most of the time) . I have also discovered some AMAZING sugar-free snacks, like 60 calorie Jello Pudding (oh so yummy) and drink mixes (Ocean Spray makes an amazing sugar-free white-cran-peach mix) to satisfy my sweet tooth. I also discovered that a lot of my junk food binges come from stress. When the job-hunting was going nowhere, all of a sudden I needed a milkshake. So finding a new way to deal with my stress is going to help. A LOT. What that new way will be, I haven't quite figured out. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit - I did cheat on the program a little. Soda and I are back on speaking terms. But I am actually OK with having my weekly soda fix and cutting it down from everyday is a big success. I also had two pizzas this month. (and they were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;!) In addition, some of the foods that are out of my life are going to come back in (see the above cookie comment). But the foods I don't miss are gone for good. Hopefully if I have learned anything this summer, it is how to manage my junk food eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new recipe for success?&lt;br /&gt;Getting rid of certain foods + replacing others w/ sugar-free versions + fruit and veggie snacking + not letting stress influence food habits = a happier, healthier me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-5931332893792654349?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5931332893792654349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=5931332893792654349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5931332893792654349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5931332893792654349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/08/twelve-is-finish-line.html' title='Twelve is the finish line'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6021234991955844218</id><published>2009-08-11T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:38:49.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 11:&lt;/span&gt; Bye bye to the rest of my sugary snacks&lt;br /&gt;This means no more brownies, fruit loops, or rice crispy treats. And no more cheesecake chimichangas (if you've never been to Taco Bueno, you won't understand what a sacrifice this is). Although I have decided not to be so overzealous as to check every little label to see the sugar content, I will be more careful about what I do pick out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, well I don't really have any other news. Summer is just about over and it has really it me that I am not going back to teach this year. I am starting to get a little bit of cabin fever. I need a job and I need to get out of the house! And hopefully sooner rather than later. But Faron and I are enjoying the time we get to spend together before he goes back to school. If he goes back to school and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;don't have a job, well then I really might go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK no more complaining. Had to get that out of my system. Looking on the bright side, school starting means Fall is coming (my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAVORITE &lt;/span&gt;season) and that means cold weather, hoodies, hot chocolate (sugar-free of course) and colorful leaves (sorry for those of you in AZ who don't get to experience this last part; I'll be sure to send pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to tune in next week when my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 step program&lt;/span&gt; comes to an end and I say goodbye to my favorite junk food of all. There will be laughs, there will be tears (mostly mine) and there will be pictures of my new apartment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6021234991955844218?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6021234991955844218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6021234991955844218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6021234991955844218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6021234991955844218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/08/sugar-free.html' title='Sugar Free'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-9026537400449373140</id><published>2009-08-06T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:52:16.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is nacho cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 10 and 1/2: &lt;/span&gt;Breaking up with gas station junk&lt;br /&gt;Although I have already given up a lot of things that they sell at QT, there are still a few things, very, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;, unhealthy things that bring me back. Firstly, the hot dogs. Now the occasional hot dog is OK, but gas station hot dogs - that's just asking for trouble. And the ever popular nacho cheese. I mean, I don't even think that is a color found in nature, and when you are not even sure what is in something, you probably shouldn't be eating it. Seriously, it is probably not good for you if you feel sick after eating it. So goodbye to both of you. Honestly, this time I don't think you will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-9026537400449373140?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/9026537400449373140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=9026537400449373140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/9026537400449373140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/9026537400449373140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-nacho-cheese.html' title='This is nacho cheese'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-2097295091906771618</id><published>2009-07-26T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:01:52.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Feeling a Bit Guilty</title><content type='html'>I admit, skipping last week seemed like a good idea at the time. I was tired and feeling lazy. But after thinking about it all week, I started to regret my decision. So in order to make it up to you, today you get&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;, count 'em, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 8:&lt;/span&gt; Adios Krispy Kreme&lt;br /&gt;I had panned on giving up doughnuts ever since I started this whole plan. I mean come on, there is not really any health value whatsoever in these sugary carbs. But I decided early on if I was to give up doughnuts, I would need, that's right &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;, to have one last Krispy Kreme glazed, because let's face it, there is nothing better than that so-fresh-from-the-oven-it-melts-in-your-mouth taste. But since there is only one Krispy Kreme shop in Tulsa, and it is on the other side of town, it took until this week to have my final one, which of course turned into six. So now I can finally say goodbye to the sweet deliciousness that is the doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 9:&lt;/span&gt; EXERCISE!&lt;br /&gt;OK so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 9&lt;/span&gt; is not a breakup. Instead it is more like the beginning of a relationship, one that I hope lasts a lifetime. Although I used to be very active when I was a teenager, now days I am not the biggest fan of exercise. But I am going to change all of that. Why has it taking me till step 9 to do it? Well firstly, I am lazy. But more importantly, Faron and I recently moved to a new apartment complex that has a free fitness center that I can now take advantage of! YEA! So my goal this week is to make it to the fitness center at least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; days, for 30-60 minutes each day. I don't want to overwhelm myself and I figure I can increase this number weekly until exercising becomes a habit. I also am thinking about taking a class this fall, maybe in aerobics or dance, something else to keep this habit up.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, two for the price of one. Don't you feel lucky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-2097295091906771618?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2097295091906771618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=2097295091906771618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2097295091906771618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2097295091906771618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-feeling-bit-guilty.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling a Bit Guilty'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-2567560348902537457</id><published>2009-07-20T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:30:38.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You just have to wait</title><content type='html'>This would usually be the part where I tell you what food I am breaking up with this week. But I'm not gonna. Nope. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 8 &lt;/span&gt;has been postponed. I just moved last weekend to a new apartment in Tulsa (washer and dryer=happy Jenny) but lugging boxes up and down stairs was no fun. And I have been doing really well on the steps so far. And I don't feel good; I think I am coming down with a cold. So I am taking a week off. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 8&lt;/span&gt; will come next Monday while I take a well deserved break. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-2567560348902537457?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2567560348902537457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=2567560348902537457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2567560348902537457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2567560348902537457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-just-have-to-wait.html' title='You just have to wait'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-142598075328017504</id><published>2009-07-15T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:34:04.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Number Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 7:&lt;/span&gt; Breaking up with Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who grew up in Queen Creek, AZ will remember the best pizza came from a little place called Lil' Pizzazz. Almost every Saturday growing up my family would order pizza and breadsticks. To this day I have never tasted better pizza and was very disappointed when they closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, the tradition of ordering pizza at least once a week is one that has stuck with me. And I know overall there is not much nutritional value in pizza, and I could probably benefit from eating something healthier. However, instead of completely breaking up with pizza, we (pizza and I) have come up with a compromise. Instead of once a week, I have vowed to only get pizza once a month. This way pizza will become more of a treat than a regular part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I have not noticed that much of a change in my body doing these steps, but I have notice a change in my mentality. I really have to think about what I eat since most of my "go-to" snacks are now out. I have found I am eating more fruits and veggies, and drinking more water. Hopefully I am able to keep up all of these changes and eventually see a difference in my body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-142598075328017504?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/142598075328017504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=142598075328017504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/142598075328017504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/142598075328017504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/07/lucky-number-seven.html' title='Lucky Number Seven'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6878149059079598973</id><published>2009-07-08T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:30:43.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 6:&lt;/span&gt; Recommit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about halfway through my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 Step Program&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I must admit I have strayed the tiniest bit. I had (gasp) a smore while camping, a couple of red vines at the movies yesterday and a sip of a peach ice cream shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to these deviations from the plan, I decided that the next step in my plan is to recommit to all the break ups I have already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again: Goodbye Soda, Candy, Chips, Ice Cream, Cookies, Cake and Pie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6878149059079598973?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6878149059079598973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6878149059079598973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6878149059079598973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6878149059079598973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/07/halfway.html' title='Halfway'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7281562291259498196</id><published>2009-06-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:46:01.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies and Cake and Pie, Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 5:&lt;/span&gt; Breaking up with cookies, cake and pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling very brave today, so I have decided to give up three similar things all at once. Cookies will be the hardest, because let's be honest there is nothing that compares to a fresh homemade chocolate chip cookie. Cake will be easier because it is past mine and Faron's birthdays and I don't foresee very much cake in our future. Pie will be, well for lack of a better phrase, easy as pie. It has never really been something that tempted me but i figured I would go for the hat trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I flew into Arizona yesterday for a good long vacation and visit with my family. Yesterday I went and saw my mother in the fabulous production of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat&lt;/span&gt;. It was so GOOD! And I just want to say, Go MOM! You were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sad part about this trip is that my best friend had to stay behind in Tulsa to work. But he gets to join me next week and we will conclude our visit by going to see, WICKED! (Yes you can all hate me now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone out there has a fantabulous day and to all my Arizona friends, I am here for two weeks so if you want to hang out, call me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-7281562291259498196?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/7281562291259498196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=7281562291259498196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7281562291259498196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/7281562291259498196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/06/cookies-cake-pie-oh-my.html' title='Cookies and Cake and Pie, Oh My!'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6582708003361039989</id><published>2009-06-22T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:55:35.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 down, only 8 more to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 4:&lt;/span&gt; Bye bye Rocky Road. I will never forget your sweet deliciousness. Or the way a chocolate milkshake could always hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting hard. I REALLY miss some of the stuff I've broken up with. But I know it is for the best. (At least that's what I keep telling myself as I sip my water, when what I really want is a Pepsi -- that's right, the soda cravings are BACK!) Sigh. It'll get easier, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6582708003361039989?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6582708003361039989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6582708003361039989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6582708003361039989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6582708003361039989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/06/nuff-said.html' title='4 down, only 8 more to go'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8322891280023957583</id><published>2009-06-15T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:07:21.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it goes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 3:&lt;/span&gt; Breaking up with Sour Cream &amp;amp; Cheddar Ruffles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really this applies to all salty, greasy, chips, but none of them tempt me like ruffles do. It is completely odd, because I DESPISE sour cream, but I can't get enough of those chips. But no more. Goodbye salty deliciousness. You will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steps 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;/span&gt; are (slowly) going along. I honestly have stopped craving soda all the time (there is still the occasional longing), but something interesting has happened. I was not a really big candy eater to begin with, so I figured giving up candy would be a piece of cake compared to giving up soda, which I used to have everyday. But as soon as I broke up with candy, I started &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;craving&lt;/span&gt; it! It is completely frustrating! I have never wanted a snickers so badly! Any suggestions of sugar-free candies that can satisfy my sweet tooth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8322891280023957583?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8322891280023957583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8322891280023957583' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8322891280023957583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8322891280023957583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-so-it-goes.html' title='And so it goes'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-465729801509512145</id><published>2009-06-08T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:33:51.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Candy Man Can't</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 2:&lt;/span&gt; Breaking up with candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. No more gummy bears, skittles or red vines. I know a little candy now and then is not going to do that much harm, however the problem between me and candy is, I can't stop at just one piece. So for me, it is better to say sayonara snickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that occasionally I will be indulging in a small piece of dark chocolate. That I will not give up. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;can't make me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-465729801509512145?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/465729801509512145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=465729801509512145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/465729801509512145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/465729801509512145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/06/candy-man-cant.html' title='The Candy Man Can&apos;t'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4356699652240965997</id><published>2009-06-03T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:35:30.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the first time since I was 14, I have a summer where I do not have to work or go to summer school. I have therefore decided to utilize this summer as an opportunity to get healthy. Over the last 2 years, I have not really taken care of my body like I know I should.  I feel like Faron and I have been moving nonstop since we got married; from moving cities, and states, to graduating and changing jobs. This summer, I finally feel like I can relax and spend some time focusing on the things I have been neglecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried diets this past year, and have the hardest time sticking to them, because I am super impatient and get frustrated when I don't see results overnight. I also tend to go to extremes (i.e. giving up sugar, sweets, and soda all at once - not a smart move on my part). So instead, I have come come up with my own &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 step program&lt;/span&gt;. In addition to exercise, every week I will "break up" with an unhealthy food. Hopefully by the end of the summer I will be eating healthier, which should result in me losing some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step 1:&lt;/span&gt; I broke up with soda. It has been two whole days. Is it weird that I dream of Dr. Pepper? I LOVE soda, but I know it is really bad for me. I have tried this before, and failed, because to me there is no drink out there that compares (as far as taste goes) to soda. But I am looking for healthy alternatives. So far I enjoy the sugar-free crystal light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging about this because I need my readers out there to keep me accountable. I feel that If you all know what I am doing, I will be more inclined to stick with this.&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck on my summer of healthy living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4356699652240965997?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4356699652240965997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4356699652240965997' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4356699652240965997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4356699652240965997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/06/breaking-up.html' title='Breaking up'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3853630466696473013</id><published>2009-05-05T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:17:38.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FARON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SgEPH5EU6qI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/zo3J4QGaQPM/s1600-h/Faron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332560062035847842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SgEPH5EU6qI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/zo3J4QGaQPM/s320/Faron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3853630466696473013?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3853630466696473013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3853630466696473013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3853630466696473013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3853630466696473013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-my-love.html' title='To my love'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SgEPH5EU6qI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/zo3J4QGaQPM/s72-c/Faron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-7959626560188631384</id><published>2009-04-09T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:06:04.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An American Tail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember this movie? Classic! I am showing this clip to my students to talk about the American dream and thought I'd share it with y'all. 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Am I lame or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-5804480781534998715?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5804480781534998715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=5804480781534998715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5804480781534998715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5804480781534998715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-friday-night.html' title='It is Friday night'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3627876318096793486</id><published>2009-03-28T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:29:57.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White-Out Conditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sc7altcm8bI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Seh_ZJcxH1g/s1600-h/CIMG0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sc7al7tAQ6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/24sUPu9KiBU/s320/CIMG0780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318428555187602338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sc7a35CyeHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0MyV1w6Sue8/s1600-h/CIMG0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sc7a35CyeHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0MyV1w6Sue8/s320/CIMG0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318428863711311986" 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/1235756317073927315-3627876318096793486?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3627876318096793486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3627876318096793486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3627876318096793486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3627876318096793486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/03/white-out-conditions.html' title='White-Out Conditions'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sc7altcm8bI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Seh_ZJcxH1g/s72-c/CIMG0779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8646915749028229928</id><published>2009-03-18T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:37:46.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulsa Tidbits: The Center of the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week has been Spring Break for both Faron and I. We have spent the time relaxing, running errands, and seeing movies in the middle of the day (I recommend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Race to Witch Mountain&lt;/span&gt;, a cute family action movie with The Rock, what could be better?) We did, however, do some exploring downtown on Tuesday and wound up at the center of the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScP4MPBftPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/MSedHrDjsfY/s1600-h/CIMG0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScP4MPBftPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/MSedHrDjsfY/s320/CIMG0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315364874302239986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so I know it doesn't look like much, but this little spot right here in Tulsa, OK is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;called&lt;/span&gt; The Center of the Universe. Local legend says this spot is a center of paranormal activity and that if you stand in this spot and speak, you hear an unexplainable echo. Now we had heard of this spot, but we really didn't believe it. I thought it was just a touristy gimmick. But we went. And, I don't know about the paranormal part, but as I stood in that spot and spoke, I heard myself echo! It was completely unexpected and weird and cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScP4LhebCCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_MJkWXTHgjc/s1600-h/CIMG0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScP4LhebCCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_MJkWXTHgjc/s320/CIMG0763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315364862075537442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Faron was on the spot, he experienced the same echo, but to me he sounded normal. It seems only the person on the spot actually experiences the echo. For some free entertainment, the Center of the Universe in Downtown Tulsa did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScP4LZnBj9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/v175BY7k1Pw/s1600-h/CIMG0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScP4LZnBj9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/v175BY7k1Pw/s320/CIMG0766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315364859964133330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some other sites nearby included this statue, in front of the BOK Tower, the tallest building in all of Oklahoma (and the surrounding plain states). Unfortunately, we did not have a chance to explore much, because Tuesday was St. Patrick's Day and green-clad celebrators plus the Billy Joel/Elton John concert goers were out in droves. So we got out of there as quickly as possible. However, since we have not spent a lot of time downtown, we were uncertain of how to get back home, and ended up in Red Fork, Oklahoma. Don't panic, it was a 10 minute drive at the most and quite by accident we ended up at Ollie's Station Restaurant, a place we had been wanting to try, but honestly couldn't have found if we tried. It's got this whole train theme going on and model trains moving around above your head while you eat. Kinda of a cool, old fashioned diner feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScQHlWH0lXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/b13Kx6e1mMw/s1600-h/CIMG0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScQHlWH0lXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/b13Kx6e1mMw/s320/CIMG0770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315381798378968434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScQHk14RU9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/UhSWk0UuSys/s1600-h/CIMG0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScQHk14RU9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/UhSWk0UuSys/s320/CIMG0771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315381789723808722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, that is it for this installment of Tulsa Tidbits. Join us next time, same Bat time, same Bat channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8646915749028229928?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8646915749028229928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8646915749028229928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8646915749028229928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8646915749028229928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/03/tulsa-tidbits-center-of-universe.html' title='Tulsa Tidbits: The Center of the Universe'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScP4MPBftPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/MSedHrDjsfY/s72-c/CIMG0765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3594997584891667903</id><published>2009-03-12T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:38:52.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulsa Tidbits:  A trip to the Philbrook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last Friday I had half a day of parent/teacher conferences and the weather was warm and sunny for the first time in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ages,&lt;/span&gt; so Faron and I took the afternoon off and decided to do a little exploring around Tulsa. Our drive led us to the Philbrook Museum of Art. According to Wikipedia it has 72 rooms on 23 acres. It was built in 1927 and modeled after an Italian Villa north of Rome. It was the former home of an I would not mind living in this mansion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3gt0y1HI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ERp1S0MJC9k/s1600-h/CIMG0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3gt0y1HI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ERp1S0MJC9k/s320/CIMG0752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312479008144938098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The art was really diverse, ranging from a small Picasso, to impressionist landscapes, to a whole Native American wing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;"one of the finest permanent collections of Renaissance and Baroque art and sculpture in the United States." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CTHENEL%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;Fancy!&lt;br /&gt;But the best part had to be the formal gardens, as you can see from this spectacular view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults ext="edit" spidmax="1026"&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap ext="edit" data="1"&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3gQoqSzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BZ-W56DOVCE/s1600-h/CIMG0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3gQoqSzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BZ-W56DOVCE/s320/CIMG0745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312479000309418802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The grounds were massive. Walking around I felt like I was in a Jane Austin novel. It didn't feel like Tulsa at all. But that is one of the things I have come to love about living here; it is such a diverse place! You can drive 5 miles up a street and feel like you are in a completely different world. Down one street, massive mansions, adorn the street, but if you turn down the next road, you'll find tiny, adorable, brick homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3gA92aEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5PXwpAp4wuA/s1600-h/CIMG0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3gA92aEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5PXwpAp4wuA/s320/CIMG0761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312478996103325762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The garden also featured some sculptures. This was Faron's favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3f3g0y2I/AAAAAAAAAX8/BHPUt1I2SZk/s1600-h/CIMG0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3f3g0y2I/AAAAAAAAAX8/BHPUt1I2SZk/s320/CIMG0755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312478993565666146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Because of this mini adventure, Faron and I have decided that at least once a month, if not more often, we would pick out a new spot to visit in Tulsa, and share it with all of you out there in cyberspace. So stay tuned for the next volume of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tulsa Tidbits&lt;/span&gt;. We're going to the Center of the Universe. Intrigued?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-3594997584891667903?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3594997584891667903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3594997584891667903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3594997584891667903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3594997584891667903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/03/tulsa-tidbits-trip-to-philbrook.html' title='Tulsa Tidbits:  A trip to the Philbrook'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/Sbm3gt0y1HI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ERp1S0MJC9k/s72-c/CIMG0752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6722931109105237898</id><published>2009-02-28T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:09:28.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologize in advance to all the Twilight movie fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last night, I went to see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;movie. Before I give my opinion of it, you should know a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the books; loved the story, the style of writing, pretty much everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the movie with very low expectations. I DID NOT like the actor playing Edward. I don't think he is attractive at all and from the previews he seemed like a jerk, not the confident, debonair vampire portrayed in the books. I wasn't too thrilled with many of the other casting choices either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My taste in movies isn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; sophisticated. On our first date, Faron and I saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Larry the Cable Guy: Heath Inspector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and now own the movie. Our collection also includes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Bill and Ted's: Excellent Adventures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Bogus Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Kung Pow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Elmo in Grouchland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I also love to watch those corny made-for-tv movies on Saturday mornings, much to Faron's dismay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep all of this in mind when I tell you that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; was and is one of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; movies I have ever seen. I tried to give it a chance, I really did. I went into with an open mind, ready to be proven wrong about my preconceived idea of the movie. And I was fine, even enjoying the movie, up until the point when Bella and Edward go into the woods and she reveals she knows he is a vampire. The music got all dramatic, the camera man moved around so much he was making me dizzy, and the acting (and directing) was so terrible that the movie lost all believability for me. I started cracking up. And I never was able to get back into the story. From that point on, the entire movie seemed like a never-ending music video, with  intermittent dialogue. EVERYTHING was cheese, covered with grated cheese, smothered in cheese sauce. Now I enjoy a cheesy movie. I mean come on, I love almost any musical I see. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; was unintentional cheese, overdone and overacted when it warranted neither. I found myself laughing at parts in the movie that I know were not meant to be funny. It almost felt as if the movie was intended as a spoof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of a fantasy movie, in my humble opinion, is that the audience must buy into the story, characters and entire world that is created. At this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;utterly failed. The story was so rushed that the audience didn't get a chance to get to know the characters and therefore become invested in their story. I felt especially jipped when it came to getting to know the other vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you have it; my honest, maybe a little too harsh, criticism of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Want to know the sad thing? I will probably still go see the next movie. And the next. And the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-6722931109105237898?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6722931109105237898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6722931109105237898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6722931109105237898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6722931109105237898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-apologize-in-advance-to-all-twilight.html' title='I apologize in advance to all the Twilight movie fans'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-3402065988032382515</id><published>2009-02-17T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:31:02.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Last week was awful! I started feeling sick Monday morning, and by Thursday 6th hr, I could barely breath or talk. I finally took a sick day, called for a sub, and spent the next two days in bed or on the couch. Needless to say, it was not the makings of a great Valentine's day. But my ridiculously adorable husband did not take me being sick as an excuse. Saturday morning, as I was still in bed, the doorbell rang. Five minutes later Faron burst in the room with a long green box. I sleepily opened it and was pleasantly surprised with 24 multicolored roses and a box of delicious chocolates (no gamble chocolates here). My sweet hubby had ordered me flowers on the Internet about a week before, so that I would be completely surprised. What a gem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other present, I actually got last Wednesday. Yes, I caved and opened the present early. But in my defense, it was after a horrible day and Faron only gave in to make me feel better. And boy did he! He got me a Casio keyboard! He knows I have been wanting a Piano, but as that is kind of impracticable in an apartment, he got me the next best thing. It is really nice, and has all kinds of bells and whistles.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SZuAVfyDYLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/j8IaPfC808k/s1600-h/Keyboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SZuAVfyDYLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/j8IaPfC808k/s320/Keyboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303974092955934898" 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/1235756317073927315-3402065988032382515?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/3402065988032382515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=3402065988032382515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3402065988032382515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/3402065988032382515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SZuAVfyDYLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/j8IaPfC808k/s72-c/Keyboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8342253712269642764</id><published>2009-02-10T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:06:12.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what can it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SZIkeCXT82I/AAAAAAAAAWk/w8R40xIhk20/s1600-h/gift2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SZIkeCXT82I/AAAAAAAAAWk/w8R40xIhk20/s200/gift2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301339809817817954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faron and I are horrible at surprising each other. We usually tell each other exactly what gift the other is going to get well before Christmas or birthdays, or we simply pick out our own gifts. We both hate to wait, and are too excited to give the gift to actually wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going a little nuts as I sit here and Faron is out and about, despite the stormy weather, buying me a birthday/Valentines day present. It is, according to my husband, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect &lt;/span&gt;present for me. And I have absolutely no idea what it is! And I have to wait until Saturday to open it! I keep asking and asking about it, but Faron has been amazingly secretive. All he has told me is it is bigger than my hand and there are different types of this mysterious item. Any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8342253712269642764?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8342253712269642764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8342253712269642764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8342253712269642764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8342253712269642764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-what-can-it-be.html' title='Oh what can it be?'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SZIkeCXT82I/AAAAAAAAAWk/w8R40xIhk20/s72-c/gift2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-210528289173349796</id><published>2009-01-29T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:36:25.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice, ice, baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was the third day in a row that school (and essentially my job) was canceled. Why so, you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIXBzRVFMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NeivWgwXelw/s1600-h/Ice+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIXBzRVFMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NeivWgwXelw/s320/Ice+01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296821431451325634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWkfhVz2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/fj62u3oqRzQ/s1600-h/Ice+01.5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWkfhVz2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/fj62u3oqRzQ/s320/Ice+01.5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296820927933566818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWkHm_xkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TJfVhBQm5o8/s1600-h/CIMG0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWkHm_xkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TJfVhBQm5o8/s320/CIMG0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296820921514837570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I know. It looks like a little harmless snow.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is NOT snow. What you see is a layer of slush, which is hiding a layer of ICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWjhxIMLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Hp8ssJbWKpI/s1600-h/CIMG0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWjhxIMLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Hp8ssJbWKpI/s320/CIMG0738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296820911356784818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right. It doesn't really snow here in Tulsa. Instead we get ice storms. Monday afternoon it began. A freezing rain that is. For those of you from AZ, freezing rain means it comes out of the sky as a liquid, but freezes almost as soon as it hits the ground because it is so cold. This means that roads are frozen over, trees freeze (and break and cause massive power outages, luckily not here), and icicles hang from almost every surface. This continued well into Tuesday (day #1 of no school, for both Faron and I). About midway through Tuesday, it stopped raining and began, um, slushing for lack of a better word. It looked like it was snowing, so it was really beautiful, however it is more like a snow cone machine exploded outside. This weather took us all the way into Wednesday morning (day #2 of no school). Then, the clouds went away and the sun finally came out. That afternoon we left the house for the first time since Monday (to brave the elements for what else, a little fast food). I was almost positive that school would resume on Thursday, so I was shocked when the nightly news reported school would be canceled, again. Although the sun was shining, the temperature was still below freezing, and getting colder as the night went on. Essentially, everything stayed frozen or refroze. Hence, no school day #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it looks like a slushy lake outside. And all you can hear is a constant drip of a melting world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I miss the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWjtMJsuI/AAAAAAAAAU0/X1AXQ1SJVpU/s1600-h/Ice+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWjtMJsuI/AAAAAAAAAU0/X1AXQ1SJVpU/s320/Ice+02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296820914422919906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWjWZ8vNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/L1cCyvOo1o8/s1600-h/Ice+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIWjWZ8vNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/L1cCyvOo1o8/s320/Ice+03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296820908306775250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-210528289173349796?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/210528289173349796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=210528289173349796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/210528289173349796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/210528289173349796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-ice-baby.html' title='Ice, ice, baby'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SYIXBzRVFMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NeivWgwXelw/s72-c/Ice+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8315045466347641454</id><published>2009-01-22T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:39:46.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This post is for my Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I found out that one of my 14 year-old students lost her mother. She died suddenly yesterday. This news saddened me greatly, and my heart goes out to my student and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tragedy got me thinking about my own mother. She is an amazing women! I cannot even begin to describe all the amazing things she has done for me. She raised me, supported me, shares in my passion for the theatre, she even made my wedding dress. There is no way I could ever repay her for EVERYTHING she has done for me. I know I would not be who I am today without my amazing mother. I am so blessed to have her in my life. I can only hope that when I have my own children, I can be the kind of mother I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom! I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXkQ_DnUrAI/AAAAAAAAAUM/OIGzOxeJiEA/s1600-h/Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXkQ_DnUrAI/AAAAAAAAAUM/OIGzOxeJiEA/s320/Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294281512438770690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And props also go out to my sister. She is amazing too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8315045466347641454?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8315045466347641454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8315045466347641454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8315045466347641454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8315045466347641454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-post-is-for-my-mother.html' title='This post is for my Mother'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXkQ_DnUrAI/AAAAAAAAAUM/OIGzOxeJiEA/s72-c/Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-1121265678485567397</id><published>2009-01-20T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:32:35.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Story</title><content type='html'>Money Spent on Gas: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$150&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles Driven: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time spent in the Car: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Memories: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our story begins as Faron and I make a long, LONG drive from Tulsa, OK to Alpine AZ. We no sooner arrived when we hopped back in the car to drive to Thatcher for the annual Nelson Family Christmas party. Great food, fun nieces &amp;amp; nephews, and a visit from the Jolly Man himself ensued. Back in the car for the 3 hour trip. Alpine is a beautiful town in the white mountains, about 15 min from New Mexico. It is far away from everything and when I am there, I get to spend all day relaxing. Needless to say I enjoyed myself immensely. And I had my first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; white Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXafdqz6mCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/h0L0zxol1jc/s1600-h/Snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXafdqz6mCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/h0L0zxol1jc/s320/Snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293593744077658146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from Mikey and Bobby's front porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXafdexMjtI/AAAAAAAAATw/ocYq5BCa6j4/s1600-h/Snow+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXafdexMjtI/AAAAAAAAATw/ocYq5BCa6j4/s320/Snow+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293593740845027026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey and Bobby's home in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXafdOPCiEI/AAAAAAAAATo/nVDbG8Kps4o/s1600-h/Jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXafdOPCiEI/AAAAAAAAATo/nVDbG8Kps4o/s320/Jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293593736406796354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew Jackson enjoying a gigantic icicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXaeyYGuonI/AAAAAAAAATg/KQp4NHLlfHA/s1600-h/Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXaeyYGuonI/AAAAAAAAATg/KQp4NHLlfHA/s320/Ben.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293593000321917554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, I didn't go outside to enjoy the snow much because I was too busy hogging this cutie. This is my newest nephew Ben, and he is an adorable chubby snuggler. I hardly let him go the whole time he was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning arrived, and we were able to open presents with Faron's parents. Then it was back in the car for the 4 hour drive to the valley of the sun to spend some time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXaem4XJnfI/AAAAAAAAATY/owk2tB8bSAA/s1600-h/AZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXaem4XJnfI/AAAAAAAAATY/owk2tB8bSAA/s320/AZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293592802822299122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And would you look at this view! They do not have mountains or views like this one below in Oklahoma. It is one of the things I miss. We then got a second Christmas with more presents and more family and my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; super cute nephew Brayden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXaeV7-YmfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/iktl6A_oeE0/s1600-h/Bray+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXaeV7-YmfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/iktl6A_oeE0/s320/Bray+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293592511734389234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't the best picture, but he is just too cute not to include.&lt;br /&gt;After some time in the valley (including 2 trips to In-N-Out, another thing I miss) Faron and I packed up all our stuff (which seemed to double in a week's time) and headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Tulsa finally feels like home. It sucks that it is far away from family (and In-N-Out) but we are fitting in and work and school are getting relatively easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; Christmas story. But, sadly, I did not get an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-1121265678485567397?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/1121265678485567397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=1121265678485567397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1121265678485567397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/1121265678485567397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-story.html' title='A Christmas Story'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SXafdqz6mCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/h0L0zxol1jc/s72-c/Snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-333706943766051518</id><published>2008-12-10T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:06:02.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a High School English Teacher...</title><content type='html'>Upside: Getting recommendations on a lot of great books I would never hear of if not for my students.&lt;br /&gt;Downside: Never having any time to read those books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a list about a mile long though. Maybe when I retire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upside: Sharing a classic book with my students and finding out not all of them hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Downside: Reading the same book 3+ times a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would teach a different book each hour if it wasn't so much dang work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-333706943766051518?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/333706943766051518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=333706943766051518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/333706943766051518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/333706943766051518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/12/confessions-of-high-school-english.html' title='Confessions of a High School English Teacher...'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4585457694952367188</id><published>2008-12-01T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:40:10.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days of school left until winter break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEA ME!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/STSDqZxtUHI/AAAAAAAAARw/tqm-E_3mRas/s1600-h/CIMG0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274985828054814834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/STSDqZxtUHI/AAAAAAAAARw/tqm-E_3mRas/s320/CIMG0658.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/1235756317073927315-4585457694952367188?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4585457694952367188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4585457694952367188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4585457694952367188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4585457694952367188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/12/12-days-of-school-left-until-winter.html' title='12 days of school left until winter break'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/STSDqZxtUHI/AAAAAAAAARw/tqm-E_3mRas/s72-c/CIMG0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4666540382150640460</id><published>2008-11-26T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:07:21.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. It is still November. And trust me I am usually the "anti-Christmas until December" kind of gal. But this year was different. I found myself drawn to the Christmas section of the store right after Halloween and not dreading the start of Christmas music. And last weekend Faron and I went and got my first real tree. I had it decorated by the next day. It is so fun having a live tree. I love the smell of Christmas that has taken over the house. Here is the tree in all its glory, decorated appropriately in burgundy (red) and gold - Go Redskins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SS1yEyYnbtI/AAAAAAAAARg/Fco4FYkae5k/s1600-h/CIMG0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272996165290782418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SS1yEyYnbtI/AAAAAAAAARg/Fco4FYkae5k/s320/CIMG0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SS1yEcJ69vI/AAAAAAAAARY/3OZ0Nmnzg-8/s1600-h/CIMG0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272996159323567858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SS1yEcJ69vI/AAAAAAAAARY/3OZ0Nmnzg-8/s320/CIMG0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why this sudden change of heart? It is because this feels like my first Christmas with Faron. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; first Christmas together, we were engaged, and getting married in 4 days. So Faron spent the day with his family and I spent the day with mine. And we were so focused on wedding plans, Christmas was not as big a deal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our &lt;em&gt;second&lt;/em&gt; Christmas together (first year married) we were in the process of moving all through December, so I really didn't get to decorate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Christmas, we are together, we have a place we are not leaving any time soon and I finally have the opportunity to decorate to my hearts desire. So stay tuned for more pictures to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I am off to Dallas to spend Thanksgiving with my family. Hope you all have a wonderful break!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4666540382150640460?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4666540382150640460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4666540382150640460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4666540382150640460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4666540382150640460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like Christmas'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SS1yEyYnbtI/AAAAAAAAARg/Fco4FYkae5k/s72-c/CIMG0655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8786754333792052000</id><published>2008-11-16T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:22:52.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby it's cold outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; LOVE this time of year. The weather turns colder and all the holiday fun is just around the corner. The best part this year is I am actually living somewhere that has an autumn seasons. On Saturday Faron and I found this amazing park near downtown and captured some of the amazing fall colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGLDLUbjLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Up0uG8DGToQ/s1600-h/CIMG0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269645925694540978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGLDLUbjLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Up0uG8DGToQ/s320/CIMG0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIzL-5N0I/AAAAAAAAARI/oJDllOi-3nE/s1600-h/CIMG0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269643451971483458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIzL-5N0I/AAAAAAAAARI/oJDllOi-3nE/s320/CIMG0589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIy7_4OTI/AAAAAAAAARA/4QyuCHIzc3Q/s1600-h/CIMG0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269643447680645426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIy7_4OTI/AAAAAAAAARA/4QyuCHIzc3Q/s320/CIMG0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIyyNmdjI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/9JnFyAaX-jc/s1600-h/CIMG0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269643445053847090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIyyNmdjI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/9JnFyAaX-jc/s320/CIMG0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I call this "Homeless Man on a Park Bench"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIyk_ikqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qjdnxswuL4c/s1600-h/CIMG0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269643441505211042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIyk_ikqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qjdnxswuL4c/s320/CIMG0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful shot of the park and downtown in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIySZ2v5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/5Oo9MJylOnU/s1600-h/CIMG0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269643436515311506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGIySZ2v5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/5Oo9MJylOnU/s320/CIMG0649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite sign in the city. This is in front of a shut down store. I have no idea what it means but it makes me laugh every time I pass it.&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/1235756317073927315-8786754333792052000?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8786754333792052000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8786754333792052000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8786754333792052000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8786754333792052000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby it&apos;s cold outside'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SSGLDLUbjLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Up0uG8DGToQ/s72-c/CIMG0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-9066819015199565201</id><published>2008-10-29T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:08:53.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Benjamin Michael Nelson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, I have a brand new nephew! My sister-in-law Tammie just had a little baby boy. Isn't he so cute? I cannot wait to meet him. Congrats Tammie and Ryan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SQkklUgJy7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/VlUyZnEgHsc/s1600-h/Baby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262777863136463794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SQkklUgJy7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/VlUyZnEgHsc/s320/Baby.bmp" 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/1235756317073927315-9066819015199565201?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/9066819015199565201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=9066819015199565201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/9066819015199565201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/9066819015199565201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome-to-world-benjamin-michael.html' title='Welcome to the World'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SQkklUgJy7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/VlUyZnEgHsc/s72-c/Baby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-2460997689300656503</id><published>2008-10-10T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:58:04.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At least it stopped raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well I know it has been FOREVER since my last blog. I apologize, however it is with good reason. Both Faron and I are swamped with craziness. Faron is trying to survive his first year of law school. He is studying a lot and doing well (according to me, he might have a different opinion but he's not writing this blog now is he?) As for me, I am also experiencing a first, my first year of teaching. And let me tell you, it is no picnic. Not only am I new to the school and school district; I am new to the city, county, and state. That's a whole lotta new to deal with. Half the time I feel like I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off and the other half I am just praying I make it through the day. It is a lot of work building up lesson plans and trying to make sure the students are learning (and behaving), the parents are happy, and the school has all the paperwork they need. Some days I feel like staying in bed and never going back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But then there are the students. Call me crazy, but I really enjoy spending my time with a bunch of 14-16 year olds. OK, I will admit, there are days when they drive me bananas. There are students that push my buttons. But most days I enjoy seeing them. I look forward to the moments when a student gets really pumped up about reading a story or has an "ah-hah!" moment when the concept I am teaching suddenly makes sense. Those moments make the others worth it. And then there are times when a student will say something so profound - I think people tend to overlook teenagers and what they have to say. But honestly, a lot of them have some genuine opinions of the world. Sure sometimes their thoughts are a little muddle and irrational, but once they start talking - about a passage in the book, a writing assignment, an event that is happening in the world - I can see that these kids do have something to say that is uniquely their own. I enjoy talking to them, getting to know them. They really are, for the most part, good kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faron and I are so blessed to be here in Tulsa. He is making some great friends at the law school and I work for an absolutely amazing (and award-winning) school district. And even though I am homesick for AZ more often than I would like to admit, this is really where we are supposed to be. I look forward to what the next 3 years of our lives will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next time for more adventures from tulsa: same bat time, same bat channel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-2460997689300656503?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/2460997689300656503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=2460997689300656503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2460997689300656503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/2460997689300656503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-many-things-change-so-many-things.html' title='At least it stopped raining'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8800158497549115819</id><published>2008-08-30T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:38:30.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A month in Tulsa</title><content type='html'>So we've been in Tulsa for about a month and a week. We like it so far. Jenny is busy teaching at Jenks High School. Faron's finally started school ("skoo" like many people say it). We are both super busy and just trying to get enough sleep. Have a good Labor Day. Here are some pictures from around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240499163766609570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SLn-OV4KVqI/AAAAAAAAALo/dEv7QZ5_Dqs/s320/CIMG0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oklahoma State Capitol Building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SLn-bLV8iuI/AAAAAAAAALw/rKAY-LKSBj0/s1600-h/CIMG0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240499384277043938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SLn-bLV8iuI/AAAAAAAAALw/rKAY-LKSBj0/s320/CIMG0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Excellent"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Oral Roberts University hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8800158497549115819?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8800158497549115819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8800158497549115819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8800158497549115819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8800158497549115819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/08/month-in-tulsa.html' title='A month in Tulsa'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/SLn-OV4KVqI/AAAAAAAAALo/dEv7QZ5_Dqs/s72-c/CIMG0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-4196670413409464551</id><published>2008-07-28T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:40:12.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulsa, OK</title><content type='html'>Faron and I have officially moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma. Although I already miss Arizona, my family and friends, I have decided to keep positive about this move. So here are some things Faron and I already like about Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our apartment is DOUBLE the size of the one in AZ for about the same rent. It is such a nice apartment. And we have new couches, a new bed and a new table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There is a QT or a sonic on every corner. You might think I am exaggerating, but there really is. QT is based out of Tulsa. I love QT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It only takes 20 minutes or so to get from one side of town to the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It is so green and beautiful here. There is a river (this is an actual river, not an "Arizona river" which ends up being a dry most the time) and tons of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. There is a Mexican restaurant down the street called, get this, "Arizona." It is yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The sun doesn't set until almost 9pm. I am not sure if I really like this yet, but it is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. So far the people we have talked to or met have seemed really nice. Like yesterday the Internet guy was here and he told us about all these great restaurants for us to try out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am here with my best friend in the world, my husband Faron. I am so excited to get to know this new city with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-4196670413409464551?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/4196670413409464551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=4196670413409464551' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4196670413409464551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/4196670413409464551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/07/tulsa-ok.html' title='Tulsa, OK'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8843160741219460603</id><published>2008-07-04T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:34:57.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's what the Founding Fathers would want!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The story of Homer J. Simpson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who attended my wedding reception may remember that Faron and I had a very special guest attend our wedding (courtesy of Faron's brother Ryan). Here he is at the beginning of his journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdKOvFsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/McaC8bY2_hM/s1600-h/Homer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219395392154572482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdKOvFsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/McaC8bY2_hM/s320/Homer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Faron and I have moved around so much, pinata Homer has been hanging out at Faron's parents. Every time we are there we plan on filling him with candy, but alas, a year and a half passed and Homer remained. That is, until today. In honor of the fourth of July, Homer J. Simpson traveled to Santa Teresa, NM (pretty much El Paso, TX) to Ryan Nelsons house, where he was the guest of honor. And as the guest of honor, he was filled with about 1000 black cats, which had the following effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdRzZ5II/AAAAAAAAAKA/O8PWtn3R1RQ/s1600-h/HPIM2728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219395394187420802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdRzZ5II/AAAAAAAAAKA/O8PWtn3R1RQ/s320/HPIM2728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Homer was not done yet, so he was filled with a couple mortars. And then a few more. Finally, Homer had fulfilled his purpose. And it was WICKED AWESOME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdR403AI/AAAAAAAAAKI/mJ2h0Tf599I/s1600-h/HPIM2730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219395394210159618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdR403AI/AAAAAAAAAKI/mJ2h0Tf599I/s320/HPIM2730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdoX3FyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qFaO5odJUHs/s1600-h/HPIM2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219395400245909282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdoX3FyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qFaO5odJUHs/s320/HPIM2734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8Edsv-N0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/uHgvOSfDLOQ/s1600-h/HPIM2739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219395401420781378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8Edsv-N0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/uHgvOSfDLOQ/s320/HPIM2739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, Homer didn't make it, but he sure was entertaining! I hope everyone has a wonderful 4th of July and for those of you in Arizona, sorry you didn't get to blow anything up. But I did and I enjoyed it immensely! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Jenny-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8843160741219460603?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8843160741219460603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8843160741219460603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8843160741219460603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8843160741219460603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-what-founding-fathers-would-want.html' title='It&apos;s what the Founding Fathers would want!'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SG8EdKOvFsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/McaC8bY2_hM/s72-c/Homer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-5510634358883062926</id><published>2008-06-10T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:42:43.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Brides For Seven Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SE9lXhfGa5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/1q617jPU31M/s1600-h/seven_brides.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210494748691164050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SE9lXhfGa5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/1q617jPU31M/s320/seven_brides.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As some of you may know, I am in the Queen Creek Community Theatre's presentation of 7 Brides for 7 Brothers. The show is coming up soon, and forgive me for this shameless plug, but you should all come! There are some fantastic people working on the show and it really is going to be amazing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in coming, it is June 27, 28, &amp;amp; 30th at the Queen Creek Performing Arts Center. You can buy tickets online at &lt;a href="http://www.qcpac.com/ct.htm"&gt;www.qcpac.com/ct.htm&lt;/a&gt; or by calling the PAC at (480) 987-7469. Please come and support the community theatre!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-5510634358883062926?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/5510634358883062926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=5510634358883062926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5510634358883062926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/5510634358883062926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/06/seven-brides-for-seven-brothers.html' title='Seven Brides For Seven Brothers'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SE9lXhfGa5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/1q617jPU31M/s72-c/seven_brides.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-8443555188321590891</id><published>2008-05-19T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:42:20.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey I like bologna!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am serious, everything is breaking in our apartment! Our dishwasher recently broke, so we now have a sink and dishwasher full of dirty dishes. Our clock randomly stops ticking, than starts again so it never has the right time. But we did get a new (used) TV thanks to my parents. Although it was nice not having one for a week. I read two books! Anyways the real reason for this post is because Faron's best friend all growing up (who was also his roommate in college) got married on Saturday. Faron was one of the groomsman, and had to wear a tux (he didn't even where a tux to our wedding). But I must say, he cleans up nicely. Here is is walking a bridesmaid down the isle. Isn't he handsome? (If you don't agree, keep your comments to yourself, I think he looks handsome).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SDG-iJGiD8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/w7Vpa-alQ14/s1600-h/CIMG0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SDG_rpGiD9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/-JjJLLE6dXw/s1600-h/CIMG0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202149801078165458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SDG_rpGiD9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/-JjJLLE6dXw/s320/CIMG0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to include this picture also, it's all the groomsmen. I know you can't tell, but every single one of them were chewing gum throughout the ceremony. I found it very funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SDG_sJGiD-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/PxJ36vCLLvs/s1600-h/CIMG0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202149809668100066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SDG_sJGiD-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/PxJ36vCLLvs/s320/CIMG0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyways the wedding was nice, and Faron got a chance to hang out with all his old roommates from Flagstaff, which I think he really enjoyed. I enjoyed it as well, I forgot how much fun they all were, especially when they are all together. I think Faron is also glad that he is no longer the only one married out of the group! (Yea, he was the first one to sell out, but I think he made a good decision!) All in all it was a good (but busy, I also had to go to rehearsal and work the day of the wedding) weekend. Hope you all have a wonderful week! And that you have something fun planned for memorial day weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-8443555188321590891?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/8443555188321590891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=8443555188321590891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8443555188321590891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/8443555188321590891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-i-like-bologna.html' title='Hey I like bologna!'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SDG_rpGiD9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/-JjJLLE6dXw/s72-c/CIMG0443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-49087852311278570</id><published>2008-05-14T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:16:00.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't know he was gonna be doing bear jokes...</title><content type='html'>Well things have been ever changing for the Nelson family. Let me try to get y'all up to speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I am officially a college graduate! I finished my student teaching last Friday, so if I passed, I will have a bachelor degree. I know I might have complained a lot about student teaching to many of you, but my last day was so hard! Since we are moving and will be gone for at least 3 years, I will likely not see nay of my students again. I grew really attached to those kids in the last few months. I know some of them drove me crazy, but most of them were good kids and they helped me figure out this whole teaching thing. So even though I am glad student teaching is over, I am also going to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, in order to become a certified teacher, one must also take a long and expensive test (well two actually). I took a professional knowledge and English test in April, and finally found out on Monday that I PASSED both of them! So now once I pay some more money (it is always about money isn't it? But that is a topic for another time). I will get my teaching certificate. Well and then I have to go about getting certified in Oklahoma but that is, once again, another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so those are the two major things. Other than that life has been kinda hectic lately what with trying to find a new place to live and a job plus things around our house seem to be breaking (our TV just shut itself down yesterday and won't turn back on. Weird. Our laptop almost did the same thing but luckily it just got a little overheated and it is working fine now). All these changes are exciting and terrifying, but luckily I have a fantastic husband who always points out that things will work out. He has so much faith it amazes me, but I trust him. So that is about all for the Nelson Family. I know my thoughts have been all over the place, but that is how I am feeling right about now. To all who are reading this, hope life is treating you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - Who says the quote above (the title)? If so you get 10 bonus points.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-49087852311278570?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/49087852311278570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=49087852311278570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/49087852311278570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/49087852311278570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-d-period.html' title='I didn&apos;t know he was gonna be doing bear jokes...'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-488306284717764461</id><published>2008-04-25T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:33:07.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News for the Nelson Family... Revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.legendsofamerica.com/postcards-pictures-of/OK-TulsaSkyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.legendsofamerica.com/postcards-pictures-of/OK-TulsaSkyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven't heard (or read), Faron and I are moving to Tulsa, Oklahoma in July where Faron will attend the University of Tulsa School of Law. We are so excited to start this new chapter in our lives. Wish us luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.legendsofamerica.com/postcards-pictures-of/OK-TulsaSkyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235756317073927315-488306284717764461?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/488306284717764461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=488306284717764461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/488306284717764461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/488306284717764461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-news-for-nelson-family-revealed.html' title='Good News for the Nelson Family... Revealed'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235756317073927315.post-6587775664554083345</id><published>2008-04-21T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:31:54.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG body spray for sick cats...what the?</title><content type='html'>I loved this tag on Jessie's blog so I am doing it. And I tag anyone who is bored and looking for something to do... have at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do a google image search, and pick a picture from the 1st page of results. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Age at next birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0gIhJIwiI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FHHSf5C55Ag/s1600-h/%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0frRJIwcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/86R6e-WpCbo/s1600-h/%2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0i8RJIwvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8s9qyum1MBY/s1600-h/%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844364217271026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0i8RJIwvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8s9qyum1MBY/s200/%231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2. A place I'd like to visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0i8hJIwwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EaGsAIenWVA/s1600-h/%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844368512238338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0i8hJIwwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EaGsAIenWVA/s200/%232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. A favorite place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0gIxJIwkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Vxsdi6zWeOw/s1600-h/%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0i8hJIwxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ecIflzsI8X8/s1600-h/%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844368512238354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0i8hJIwxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ecIflzsI8X8/s200/%233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. One of my favorite things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0f9BJIwdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/InBQHvcgq48/s1600-h/%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ipBJIwqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/l_Wr9p0FnnU/s1600-h/%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844033504789154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ipBJIwqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/l_Wr9p0FnnU/s200/%234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5. One of my favorite foods &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0f9BJIweI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KJWvfH1Fb-I/s1600-h/%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ipRJIwrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-g7Kos42Aoo/s1600-h/%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844037799756466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ipRJIwrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-g7Kos42Aoo/s200/%235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6. My favorite flower &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ipRJIwsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mv7mVmequtY/s1600-h/%236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844037799756482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ipRJIwsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mv7mVmequtY/s200/%236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7. Favorite color &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0f9hJIwgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/w3DuFOmQOgE/s1600-h/%237.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iphJIwtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uYWf1_J5LJQ/s1600-h/%237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844042094723794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iphJIwtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uYWf1_J5LJQ/s200/%237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8. City I live in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iphJIwuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NVhUAoZFf1k/s1600-h/%238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191844042094723810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iphJIwuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NVhUAoZFf1k/s200/%238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 9. Name of a past pet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iahJIwlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qEkygHantYc/s1600-h/%239.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191843784396685906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iahJIwlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/qEkygHantYc/s200/%239.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10. Nickname I've had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0fqhJIwZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4dfmwBvCZcY/s1600-h/%2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iahJIwmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gsffdQWpXRE/s1600-h/%2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191843784396685922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0iahJIwmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gsffdQWpXRE/s200/%2310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 11. College major &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0fqxJIwaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PWvm9fLU7QA/s1600-h/%2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ibBJIwnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5tyLbyF5c5E/s1600-h/%2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191843792986620530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ibBJIwnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5tyLbyF5c5E/s200/%2311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 12. First job &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0frBJIwbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mQ1KqJza_8U/s1600-h/%2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ibBJIwoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/a5uWh52NFw0/s1600-h/%2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191843792986620546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ibBJIwoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/a5uWh52NFw0/s200/%2312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 13. Hope for 2008 (I googled happiness and this came up, I like it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ibRJIwpI/AAAAAAAAAII/_IjzDr2ACTs/s1600-h/%2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191843797281587858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0ibRJIwpI/AAAAAAAAAII/_IjzDr2ACTs/s200/%2313.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/1235756317073927315-6587775664554083345?l=faronjennynelson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/feeds/6587775664554083345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235756317073927315&amp;postID=6587775664554083345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6587775664554083345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235756317073927315/posts/default/6587775664554083345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faronjennynelson.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-body-spray-for-sick-catswhat.html' title='TAG body spray for sick cats...what the?'/><author><name>The Nelsons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007277851939983218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siQazCneVcA/ScRZeMcrm9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PwCSp1eMduo/S220/wedding+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_siQazCneVcA/SA0i8RJIwvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8s9qyum1MBY/s72-c/%231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
