<?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-2633215970795452894</id><updated>2012-01-26T15:42:11.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Orr Family est. 2006</title><subtitle type='html'>Our World</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2514426314545985710</id><published>2012-01-25T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:50:17.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a name... Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjyvhkktkTA/TyC_U1ZYKKI/AAAAAAAABeE/gn_LYfxXGFA/s1600/Lind8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 202px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701767492902856866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjyvhkktkTA/TyC_U1ZYKKI/AAAAAAAABeE/gn_LYfxXGFA/s400/Lind8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfqqI4PCnVg/TyC_Up5n1mI/AAAAAAAABd4/jt3Rw0l5nGg/s1600/Liamcole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 188px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701767489816876642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfqqI4PCnVg/TyC_Up5n1mI/AAAAAAAABd4/jt3Rw0l5nGg/s400/Liamcole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-2514426314545985710?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2514426314545985710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=2514426314545985710&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2514426314545985710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2514426314545985710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-have-name-finally.html' title='We have a name... Finally'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjyvhkktkTA/TyC_U1ZYKKI/AAAAAAAABeE/gn_LYfxXGFA/s72-c/Lind8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8314217089505517523</id><published>2012-01-20T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:44:03.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow its been awhile huh!?  I'll update my two or three readers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My job has picked up!  We had two nurses quit and then 13 admissions, needless to say I've been working overtime the last 5 weeks and am worn out!  Our boss started school to become a Nurse Practitioner which leaves me and the other nurse/case manager to deal with the mess.  I currently case manage 18 patients and we are getting more everyday.  I cried almost everyday the first week, they did give us raises and promised us bonuses but I was still a wreck.  I am loving the job though, it's so different treating people in their homes rather then in a hospital.  They are thrilled to be home even if they do have a wound vac or a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picc&lt;/span&gt; line to deal with.  We also don't have a social worker so I've had to become my own.  It's a birth by fire experience but my head is above water.  We just hired an LPN to help with visits since I'm going on maternity leave in 4 short weeks!  We may need to hire another but my boss has promised me full time hours when my maternity leave is over so he is holding off.  They have treated me so well there and include me on all business decisions.  I have learned so much for it being my first nursing job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, after a year and a half I got my braces off!  My teeth all touch again :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before:&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txKJaDMmVtM/TxmilI45jPI/AAAAAAAABck/Tusk3N_tpYQ/s1600/489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 346px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699765562339069170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txKJaDMmVtM/TxmilI45jPI/AAAAAAAABck/Tusk3N_tpYQ/s400/489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q4dPeZwR6Q/TxmikanZPMI/AAAAAAAABcM/T5cJIAOk0Ks/s1600/488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 355px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699765549917617346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q4dPeZwR6Q/TxmikanZPMI/AAAAAAAABcM/T5cJIAOk0Ks/s400/488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This is my bite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vOhPqDW0s_g/Txmikl2SirI/AAAAAAAABcY/JtljoQX2ymU/s1600/490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 221px; height: 279px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699765552932883122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vOhPqDW0s_g/Txmikl2SirI/AAAAAAAABcY/JtljoQX2ymU/s400/490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me a few weeks ago (I think 34 or 35 weeks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;preggo&lt;/span&gt;)  This is what I do when I get home, just lay in bed.  At 35 weeks this little guy has dropped and I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; feeling pregnant.  I was in bed all last Sunday with back pain and pelvis pressure.  I drank lots of water and slept it off.  I am not swelling mostly because on the days I work I pack a liter of fresh lemon water with me and its gone before noon.  It's a whole other pain in the ass finding places to let that water out though.  Home health is not convenient for bathrooms.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNpbvQk18BA/TxmijyFuinI/AAAAAAAABcA/re4kky7INME/s1600/504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699765539038988914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNpbvQk18BA/TxmijyFuinI/AAAAAAAABcA/re4kky7INME/s400/504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least my little boy cut open his finger last night.  He was cutting an orange with a butter knife and sliced it right open.  I didn't think it was bad and just grabbed a wet cloth and wrapped it up but it kept dripping on the floor.  I had him hold the rag and called Lance down to help me look at it.  Once we wiped the blood away for a brief second we could see it was pretty deep so off to the clinic we went.  Yes I did take bloody pictures, come on first stitches!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdMZwA5dfio/Txmkmu-xHQI/AAAAAAAABcw/jdpHivs0OpI/s1600/509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699767788767354114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdMZwA5dfio/Txmkmu-xHQI/AAAAAAAABcw/jdpHivs0OpI/s400/509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txKJaDMmVtM/TxmilI45jPI/AAAAAAAABck/Tusk3N_tpYQ/s1600/489.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PU7lADduCOI/TxmlNUY2VsI/AAAAAAAABc8/G09RUemjZ6s/s1600/508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699768451643889346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PU7lADduCOI/TxmlNUY2VsI/AAAAAAAABc8/G09RUemjZ6s/s400/508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had asked for chicken nuggets like right before he cut his finger, I was boiling water for spaghetti and told him no (And that they are disgusting).  So after the long night at the clinic we had to stop for fast food and he got his chicken nuggets &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  I told him I thought it was his plan the whole night and he just smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3N_XE2Yyhs/Txmm5vWAORI/AAAAAAAABdU/AyodtOlaiw0/s1600/505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770314305583378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3N_XE2Yyhs/Txmm5vWAORI/AAAAAAAABdU/AyodtOlaiw0/s400/505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxJfnGSKM_8/Txmm5eLkXxI/AAAAAAAABdI/35-PC0Y46ew/s1600/506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770309698412306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxJfnGSKM_8/Txmm5eLkXxI/AAAAAAAABdI/35-PC0Y46ew/s400/506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8314217089505517523?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8314217089505517523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8314217089505517523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8314217089505517523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8314217089505517523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2012/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txKJaDMmVtM/TxmilI45jPI/AAAAAAAABck/Tusk3N_tpYQ/s72-c/489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6929291373325804283</id><published>2011-11-27T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:25:00.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9Wxv8f8ggs/TswwC-VX8-I/AAAAAAAABb0/Ldw_V_RPHsI/s1600/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677966057857872866" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9Wxv8f8ggs/TswwC-VX8-I/AAAAAAAABb0/Ldw_V_RPHsI/s400/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this is one of those pictures that I will show Logans dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6929291373325804283?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6929291373325804283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6929291373325804283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6929291373325804283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6929291373325804283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9Wxv8f8ggs/TswwC-VX8-I/AAAAAAAABb0/Ldw_V_RPHsI/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5210009276150801809</id><published>2011-11-22T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:25:47.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZU9GTDCEAw/Tswu9ewn6XI/AAAAAAAABbo/aggSzJgk9es/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677964863971256690" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZU9GTDCEAw/Tswu9ewn6XI/AAAAAAAABbo/aggSzJgk9es/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We had Thanksgiving at my mom's home a little early this year to decrease the holiday rush for everyone. We went around and said what we were thankful for (after much groaning from the boys). Logan had quite a long spill that included grandpa's chickens, his baby brother, and mom and dad. He also told everyone how much he loves his cousin Brolan and said that he is the "bestest boy." These two boys are dang cute together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge6zkx2uRvs/Tswud1EcjFI/AAAAAAAABbc/Qa1dKBmAb8Q/s1600/_DSC0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677964320204164178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge6zkx2uRvs/Tswud1EcjFI/AAAAAAAABbc/Qa1dKBmAb8Q/s400/_DSC0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5210009276150801809?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5210009276150801809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5210009276150801809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5210009276150801809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5210009276150801809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZU9GTDCEAw/Tswu9ewn6XI/AAAAAAAABbo/aggSzJgk9es/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-801323321977378886</id><published>2011-11-20T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:13:30.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarty Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUeG1gWkHBE/TswskeL46KI/AAAAAAAABbE/ZX4F12n5MfE/s1600/toy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677962235297196194" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUeG1gWkHBE/TswskeL46KI/AAAAAAAABbE/ZX4F12n5MfE/s400/toy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwEGLov_TDI/Tr2AJs69CfI/AAAAAAAABYs/QloB95kLqHY/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked Logan up from his friends house the other day and discovered Logan had a new toy motorcycle that his friends mom said he brought home from school. I asked Logan where or why he had it and he just said he 'won' it. I was a little skeptical and was thinking he must have 'stolen' it or taken it thinking it was his but it wasn't. I mean the prizes they get from school are like smiley face stickers and fake dollars. So I called the school and asked if they new where or who it belonged to and the lady in the office said she would check with his teacher and call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A little while later Logans teacher called and said she had given Logan the prize because he is the first kindergartner to pass off his ABC's on their computer test. He is such a smarty pants and here I am thinking he is a thief lol. We went out to ice cream to celebrate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-801323321977378886?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/801323321977378886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=801323321977378886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/801323321977378886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/801323321977378886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/11/smarty-pants.html' title='Smarty Pants'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUeG1gWkHBE/TswskeL46KI/AAAAAAAABbE/ZX4F12n5MfE/s72-c/toy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4585290843228549562</id><published>2011-11-18T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:15:56.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgpkGD7mO4M/TswtF0aJDqI/AAAAAAAABbQ/rOnhoWMFuLg/s1600/hall.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677962808198237858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgpkGD7mO4M/TswtF0aJDqI/AAAAAAAABbQ/rOnhoWMFuLg/s400/hall.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan ended up being Jeff Gordan for Halloween this year, here he is with his cousin Ryannon who is six months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4585290843228549562?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4585290843228549562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4585290843228549562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4585290843228549562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4585290843228549562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgpkGD7mO4M/TswtF0aJDqI/AAAAAAAABbQ/rOnhoWMFuLg/s72-c/hall.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2316873032553329342</id><published>2011-11-11T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T13:07:45.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the things children say</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8on2kum44-w/Tr2A76QQgkI/AAAAAAAABY4/iz1_sckNTeM/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8on2kum44-w/Tr2A76QQgkI/AAAAAAAABY4/iz1_sckNTeM/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673832872294777410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8on2kum44-w/Tr2A76QQgkI/AAAAAAAABY4/iz1_sckNTeM/s400/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I was expecting a call from a doctor who was to change some orders on one of my patients. He said he'd call around one but, like most doctors, he still hadn't called by 3. Well I made the mistake of leaving my phone in the kitchen with Logan while I went to the bathroom. I heard my phone ring and I yelled at Logan to bring it to me, instead I hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?... This is Logan.... Yeah but she's pooping... I'm going to see Puss in Boots tonight after mom poops."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point he had walked into the bathroom and I am frantically waving my arms and snapping my fingers for him to give me the phone. I was so embarrassed. He handed me the phone and I was so relieved to hear my best friend laughing on the other end. I told her that I thought she was this doctor I had been waiting to hear from and she laughed even harder. Oh boy Logan almost got the beat down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it very clear that our family's bowel movements were not anyone's business and taught him how to properly take a message. Oh for the love of boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-2316873032553329342?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2316873032553329342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=2316873032553329342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2316873032553329342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2316873032553329342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-things-children-say.html' title='Oh the things children say'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8on2kum44-w/Tr2A76QQgkI/AAAAAAAABY4/iz1_sckNTeM/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7394792591288238487</id><published>2011-11-09T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T19:55:49.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>This week has reminded me that yes I'm still pregnant, and no you don't have the energy to wake up at 5, work all day, and clean. I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that, so I take a nap and clean tomorrow because I don't have any deadlines (besides work). Being done with school has been wonderful, thinking of this brought back a flashback to a year ago during my second semester of nursing school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clinicals&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mckay&lt;/span&gt; Dee, 10 hour shifts 2p-12am. I was working in the ER then and was scheduled 6am - 2pm on the 2 days a week I was at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mckay&lt;/span&gt;, I worked out with my boss to get off early so I would make it to my clinical on time. I remember one night getting off, picking up my sleeping 4 year old from the sitter, and going home to a trailer so messy you could barely walk inside. I held sleeping little Logan, kissed his face over and over, and sobbed. I was in class the other 3 days of the week and still pulling a 12 hour night shift on the weekend. I literally thought I was losing it and wondered if life ever got easier. I honestly don't know how we made it but we did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is much more simple now and all though I don't think I would ever do nursing school again, it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; worth it. Now I work 3 days a week in the mornings while Logan is at school. Most the time I'm off before he gets home but if not he goes to his friends house where they have a blast together. I have every night off, I have my house back and most importantly my time. Time is a wonderful, priceless thing to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for every moment you get to spend with your family :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7394792591288238487?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7394792591288238487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7394792591288238487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7394792591288238487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7394792591288238487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7250055708488279546</id><published>2011-10-25T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:34:00.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handy Lindee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the closet in Logan and Baby #2's room before. It also houses some of my tanks that don't fit in me and Lances closet because our closet is also this big. I actually had removed a little shelve in the closet before this was taken, so yes, it was worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AR9faFL8QO4/TqBbtia4vkI/AAAAAAAABVg/rxtkugNAWXk/s1600/ksl%2Bsale%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665629169123900994" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AR9faFL8QO4/TqBbtia4vkI/AAAAAAAABVg/rxtkugNAWXk/s400/ksl%2Bsale%2B040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is almost after, I put Logans book shelf in the closet and screwed it into the wall. I hung two curtain rods on either side (using stud finder and electric drill BOOYA), each cost $6 from lowes. I had the bins already, I went thru them and took many things to the DI that were broken or pointless toys (from Mcdonalds and such). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Omxho-AYHg/TqBb2NZY5KI/AAAAAAAABVs/qR8dyU_WMQE/s1600/ksl%2Bsale%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665629318099297442" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Omxho-AYHg/TqBb2NZY5KI/AAAAAAAABVs/qR8dyU_WMQE/s400/ksl%2Bsale%2B044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went downstairs at this point and dug out all my old baby clothes, washed and organized them and here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiLRcje35dM/TqI0vXRTXtI/AAAAAAAABW0/i4wF53HqV4g/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666149269490589394" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiLRcje35dM/TqI0vXRTXtI/AAAAAAAABW0/i4wF53HqV4g/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I labeled the sizes and fit 0-12 months in the closet a long with Logans cloths, Burp rags, socks, shoes, and many many toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gvf9HUeKX3E/TqI0vkN9r1I/AAAAAAAABXA/pLFw34PFYXs/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666149272966246226" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gvf9HUeKX3E/TqI0vkN9r1I/AAAAAAAABXA/pLFw34PFYXs/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the final picture (the blue bin went back in its place and the tonka is in a new home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7250055708488279546?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7250055708488279546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7250055708488279546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7250055708488279546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7250055708488279546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/10/handy-lindee.html' title='Handy Lindee'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AR9faFL8QO4/TqBbtia4vkI/AAAAAAAABVg/rxtkugNAWXk/s72-c/ksl%2Bsale%2B040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5060457049730608990</id><published>2011-10-23T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:00:36.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More nesting I guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oboA9nCmtSQ/TqI2c8jdvrI/AAAAAAAABXM/Yh302wPPBV4/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666151152104619698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oboA9nCmtSQ/TqI2c8jdvrI/AAAAAAAABXM/Yh302wPPBV4/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to post my basement closet, I've got all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Logans&lt;/span&gt; clothes cleaned, saved, and organized for this next little one. I also bought those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; storage bags for all the linens we've got around. I can't believe how much space all those blankets and pillows can take up! It emptied 4 boxes and one full closet and now they are resting on the top shelf of this closet. Next project is my craft center which doesn't exist yet... but will with the help of the DI and hiding the fact that I went to the DI again from the husband. Happy day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5060457049730608990?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5060457049730608990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5060457049730608990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5060457049730608990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5060457049730608990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/10/more-nesting-i-guess.html' title='More nesting I guess'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oboA9nCmtSQ/TqI2c8jdvrI/AAAAAAAABXM/Yh302wPPBV4/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5557368181784799783</id><published>2011-10-23T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T10:05:00.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Organizer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided on the family binder to condense some of the paper work we have around that can't be filed like our monthly bills and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Logans&lt;/span&gt; school work he brings home. Also we have a family Calender we use. Creating this freed up fridge space and counter space from the all dreaded 'piles' that accumulate. I got the idea from iheartorganizing.blogspot.com. She is kind of my hero and one day my house will look like hers but until then, I'll take it a day at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNrWLQgd9ys/TqBVi1UuVLI/AAAAAAAABUk/fDFHdj60Dto/s1600/ksl%2Bsale%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665622388149998770" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNrWLQgd9ys/TqBVi1UuVLI/AAAAAAAABUk/fDFHdj60Dto/s400/ksl%2Bsale%2B033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the first thing I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrapbooked&lt;/span&gt; in years since Nursing School started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels good to be back! this is our cover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1sEYXbaYnk/TqBVjJKagcI/AAAAAAAABUw/7wN1xSTUYgg/s1600/ksl%2Bsale%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665622393475465666" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1sEYXbaYnk/TqBVjJKagcI/AAAAAAAABUw/7wN1xSTUYgg/s400/ksl%2Bsale%2B034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJ8wJa_5wiw/TqBVj88ZCyI/AAAAAAAABVE/mN9_blraTcA/s1600/ksl%2Bsale%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665622407375293218" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJ8wJa_5wiw/TqBVj88ZCyI/AAAAAAAABVE/mN9_blraTcA/s400/ksl%2Bsale%2B036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For coupons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sPLav789JYE/TqBVjsBNfGI/AAAAAAAABU8/8FeEWLc0Pmg/s1600/ksl%2Bsale%2B035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665622402832104546" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sPLav789JYE/TqBVjsBNfGI/AAAAAAAABU8/8FeEWLc0Pmg/s400/ksl%2Bsale%2B035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a goal really, I used to do this so well. When Lance is on graves it gets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hard to want to cook for just me and Logan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbFNBa8_z7A/TqBVkZPey7I/AAAAAAAABVU/bqbNk3AZGSg/s1600/ksl%2Bsale%2B037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665622414971554738" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbFNBa8_z7A/TqBVkZPey7I/AAAAAAAABVU/bqbNk3AZGSg/s400/ksl%2Bsale%2B037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this idea to log important dates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Under my finance tab I have my budget sheet for bills that month, I log the bills when they come in the mail and then put the mail in my expandable folder under the correct month, once a year I go through the folder and file the things needed to be filed and shred the rest! Works for us and consolidates unnecessary trips to the filing cabinet downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5557368181784799783?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5557368181784799783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5557368181784799783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5557368181784799783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5557368181784799783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/10/family-organizer.html' title='Family Organizer'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNrWLQgd9ys/TqBVi1UuVLI/AAAAAAAABUk/fDFHdj60Dto/s72-c/ksl%2Bsale%2B033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1013508672910460480</id><published>2011-10-11T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T19:27:55.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Obsessed</title><content type='html'>WITH ORGANIZING! Since we've moved back to our condo I feel like we are still half unpacked. Which is kinda true, I still have boxed behind couches and stuffed in closets. I've been feeling overwhelmed by how unorganized everything is. Especially since when I left I had that place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spick&lt;/span&gt; and span and a place for everything and had those places labeled.. sigh. I suck at life this time around. So I decided to draw some motivation from iheartorganizing.blogspot.com and I'm officially excited to start organizing. My project list is long and I'm going to blog about it on the way to keep me going so be prepared for some really ugly and embarrassing before pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I've been on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pinterest&lt;/span&gt; day and night it seems getting ideas for our nursery. Here are the photos I'm pulling my motivation from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwPhgqzCE54/TqIpc5TuO0I/AAAAAAAABWs/z8_ILfxX_rc/s1600/nursery%2Bidea4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666136857582123842" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwPhgqzCE54/TqIpc5TuO0I/AAAAAAAABWs/z8_ILfxX_rc/s400/nursery%2Bidea4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spice racks for kids books, so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7PNK8nJT7I/TqIpcgLmLPI/AAAAAAAABWc/3p7jMMweqno/s1600/nursery%2Bidea3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666136850837155058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7PNK8nJT7I/TqIpcgLmLPI/AAAAAAAABWc/3p7jMMweqno/s400/nursery%2Bidea3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this! Especially to add some color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXIq9GijhxQ/TqIpcSOPArI/AAAAAAAABWQ/r4bQQmBZpkk/s1600/nursery%2Bidea2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666136847090123442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXIq9GijhxQ/TqIpcSOPArI/AAAAAAAABWQ/r4bQQmBZpkk/s400/nursery%2Bidea2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; label the sizes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LS6-yZ2cWL4/TqIpcLxHU9I/AAAAAAAABWE/--cmGpgDikU/s1600/nursery%2Bidea1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666136845357372370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LS6-yZ2cWL4/TqIpcLxHU9I/AAAAAAAABWE/--cmGpgDikU/s400/nursery%2Bidea1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lances job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOL4S6yHS6I/TqIpbxPRjDI/AAAAAAAABV4/X5CLqh_TNxU/s1600/Nursery%2Bidea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666136838236113970" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOL4S6yHS6I/TqIpbxPRjDI/AAAAAAAABV4/X5CLqh_TNxU/s400/Nursery%2Bidea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love these colors and I totally want a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chandelier&lt;/span&gt; in the Nursery!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1013508672910460480?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1013508672910460480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1013508672910460480&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1013508672910460480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1013508672910460480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-obsessed.html' title='I&apos;m Obsessed'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwPhgqzCE54/TqIpc5TuO0I/AAAAAAAABWs/z8_ILfxX_rc/s72-c/nursery%2Bidea4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7836218618260371270</id><published>2011-10-11T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:00:21.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a....</title><content type='html'>Upside down picture that I can't rotate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5RoQxXrxUE/TpUBToINMhI/AAAAAAAABUY/M2U-9xqFTfQ/s1600/New%2BImage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662433543189246482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5RoQxXrxUE/TpUBToINMhI/AAAAAAAABUY/M2U-9xqFTfQ/s400/New%2BImage.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another boy on the way and we are thrilled. Since everyone is so opinionated on our name choice, the name we have chosen for then next 4 months is BAT! My mom thinks it's going to be Laman or Lemuel. She is being punished for thinking the names I'm coming up with are girl names. I pretended I thought they were the good ones in the Book of Mormon and that Nephi was the bad one. I love making her mad :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little one is measuring bigger than they thought so they moved my due date to the 18. Then I followed up with my regular doctor and told him I didn't plan on being induced so if the baby doesn't come by the 25th (original due date) then we'll worry. He feels I wont go even that long. I try to tell these people that I just make big babies but whatev. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to post your name suggestions for names beginning with L or C but no comments can be made about which names you don't like... because I don't give a shit ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7836218618260371270?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7836218618260371270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7836218618260371270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7836218618260371270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7836218618260371270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/10/its.html' title='It&apos;s a....'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5RoQxXrxUE/TpUBToINMhI/AAAAAAAABUY/M2U-9xqFTfQ/s72-c/New%2BImage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8863609934523977107</id><published>2011-09-26T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:49:49.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UfVyLSWnpU/ToE5LJm6NKI/AAAAAAAABUA/AXE0mwggsWw/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656865470674515106" style="WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UfVyLSWnpU/ToE5LJm6NKI/AAAAAAAABUA/AXE0mwggsWw/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Passed! My results were supposed to post to the dep. of licensing website 48 hours after I tested but they never did (and still haven't) so I paid the $8 and found out my results. The suspense was killing me and the longer I waited the more and more I doubted myself. I called the state today and my license will post tomorrow which means my work has to up my pay tomorrow! Wahoo! Lances parents watched Logan the night we found out I passed and we went out to dinner, it was much needed :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, here is what 18 weeks looks like :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ri1ffwlxeuk/ToE5U16I8pI/AAAAAAAABUQ/UHVAnqw_ogE/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656865637185155730" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ri1ffwlxeuk/ToE5U16I8pI/AAAAAAAABUQ/UHVAnqw_ogE/s400/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_N_Z4YJ7vQ/ToE5UqWw3KI/AAAAAAAABUI/3oQstPDKUw0/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656865634083986594" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_N_Z4YJ7vQ/ToE5UqWw3KI/AAAAAAAABUI/3oQstPDKUw0/s400/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8863609934523977107?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8863609934523977107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8863609934523977107&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8863609934523977107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8863609934523977107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UfVyLSWnpU/ToE5LJm6NKI/AAAAAAAABUA/AXE0mwggsWw/s72-c/133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7806282558223383856</id><published>2011-09-21T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:48:54.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a side note</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;After 4 years of being asked,"When is the next one?" and each time replying, "After Nursing School," We can finally say:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xo7Fik4kZ90/TnpZMXaG92I/AAAAAAAABTo/d2iQvQ4vXCM/s1600/iphone%2Bpics%2B239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654930351093905250" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xo7Fik4kZ90/TnpZMXaG92I/AAAAAAAABTo/d2iQvQ4vXCM/s400/iphone%2Bpics%2B239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are Pregnant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is old news to most since I'm almost halfway through the pregnancy now but, for bloggy purposes, we are pregnant! We found out Father's day evening, Lance was a little shocked to say the least. Logan is so excited and tells everyone how I have a baby in my tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The past year I have come somewhat obsessive about expanding our family. I have been on Lances case since last December when I knew we'd be in the clear (done with school) if we got pregnant. We discussed a lot of things, like maybe the gap between Logan is just to big and he would be better off being an only. But I knew if he was I would feel like something is missing. The whole reason that I chose nursing was the crazy schedule may actually allow me to be a mom without day care. Then it turned out to be the issue that prevented us from jumping on the ball for a second. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't realize how obsessed I had become until I would catch myself being jealous of little families that had multiple kids close together and the moms got to stay home with them. I began to resent my husband for having to always make the 'smart' decision rather then the one that followed my heart. I was born to be a mom and I absolutely love it and adore little Logan. I wonder if I could ever love another as much as I love him but I can feel it starting all over with this one. I'm absolutely thrilled to finally be pregnant again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm past the first trimester which was very difficult for me, getting off pills, caffeine, being sick and doing precepting (overnight 12 hour shifts) on top of work was challenging but I graduated and we are in the clear. Everytime I feel sick or don't have any motivation to do anything I remember how lucky I am. I seriously lay in bed at night and think about nursing again and having everything be new again. It's going to be amazing. I'm so excited to see Lance with another, he is such a good daddy and has so much love for Logan. When he shows his excitement for this one it just melts my heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-CfmI5G3BY/TnpZM1mJzsI/AAAAAAAABTw/gRBLZxGEk3s/s1600/iphone%2Bpics%2B240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654930359197486786" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-CfmI5G3BY/TnpZM1mJzsI/AAAAAAAABTw/gRBLZxGEk3s/s400/iphone%2Bpics%2B240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Due February 25, 2011&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No idea on a name yet, we are having the same issue we had last pregnancy... we can't agree. sigh* we've given up for now, I figure the babe will be a few months before one of use caves.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fxBh3I7dwE/Tnpa8na0XWI/AAAAAAAABT4/38GB6CEGdCg/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654932279537196386" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fxBh3I7dwE/Tnpa8na0XWI/AAAAAAAABT4/38GB6CEGdCg/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is 16 weeks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are on week 18 and I've been feeling the little one move all week, so fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7806282558223383856?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7806282558223383856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7806282558223383856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7806282558223383856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7806282558223383856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-side-note.html' title='On a side note'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xo7Fik4kZ90/TnpZMXaG92I/AAAAAAAABTo/d2iQvQ4vXCM/s72-c/iphone%2Bpics%2B239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3420352657521701530</id><published>2011-09-21T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T14:56:06.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The NCLEX</title><content type='html'>So I finished school in August and have since been studying to take the comprehensive test that sums up the past two crazy years of my life. I went in feeling sick and my palms wouldn't stop sweating. The test is so funny, you leave having no idea whether you did good or not. Either result wouldn't surprise me honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin took the NCLEX last year and was one of the random few who got the maximum # of questions (265 out of a 10,000 pool), she was there for all 6 hours with no food and no warning and failed. She drilled it into my head to be prepared, so I prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had visions of me having contractions or a full on break down in the hall on a break. About question 66 my eyes filled with tears, I realized i have no idea what the question is talking about, nor what half the questions were asking. I did some deep breathing and got back on track and finished. I have never been so happy to have a test end at 75 questions in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make you wait 2-3 days for results... so now I wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3420352657521701530?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3420352657521701530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3420352657521701530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3420352657521701530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3420352657521701530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/09/nclex.html' title='The NCLEX'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8042777710322192238</id><published>2011-09-14T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:25:07.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Tuned</title><content type='html'>I'm back, and I'm going to update this thing with over 400 pending photos. My christmas present to myself is to print my blog out into a scapbook for myself since I'm never going to catch up on scapbooking, so I have a lot to do. I'm done with school and next week I take my boards so if I pass I'll have my life back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait, but you can so check back soon!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s1600/16%2Bweeks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652282168023833490" style="WIDTH: 16px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s400/16%2Bweeks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2633215970795452894-8042777710322192238?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8042777710322192238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8042777710322192238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8042777710322192238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8042777710322192238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/09/stay-tuned.html' title='Stay Tuned'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxTnWzuTiY/TnDwr0tV25I/AAAAAAAABTg/PZaTAttE6So/s72-c/16%2Bweeks.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3376685743870624693</id><published>2011-06-15T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T18:12:56.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1mUg04cETA/TflYOfSikpI/AAAAAAAABTY/RXVlWIlYTeA/s1600/Grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618619016062079634" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1mUg04cETA/TflYOfSikpI/AAAAAAAABTY/RXVlWIlYTeA/s400/Grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is my Grandma in her Nursing picture when she graduated. I love and miss her every day and I know she would be so proud of me. I'm so close! One more month and I'll finally be an RN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3376685743870624693?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3376685743870624693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3376685743870624693&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3376685743870624693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3376685743870624693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-motivation.html' title='My motivation'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C1mUg04cETA/TflYOfSikpI/AAAAAAAABTY/RXVlWIlYTeA/s72-c/Grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-799738520461031832</id><published>2011-05-17T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:47:06.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JD's recovery</title><content type='html'>My sister's best friend, Deanna's little boy (JayDee) has been in and out of Primary Children's Hospital all year. He has had Bacterial Meningitis four times now, with multiple surgeries. He seems to recover and then get sick a few weeks later and they again make the long drive up to Primary's from St. George. Meningitis is very painful and he hasn't recieved complete relief yet. He is still recovering at Primary's and has had a PICC line placed in which he is receiving TPN, he still has a shunt. Hopefully the latest surgery has closed his membrane so that the infections stops seeping in :(. When he was three years old he had his brain herniate threw an unclosed portion of his skull which hadn't closed throughout his developement. They did surgery to repair this but years later he is having recurrent problems from his BBB (brain membrane) not being completely closed, Here he is at three years old after his 1st brain surgery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAO2tz4jd_0/TdMDchxpTXI/AAAAAAAABSk/hgYEwtNKX9k/s1600/JD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607829749644217714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAO2tz4jd_0/TdMDchxpTXI/AAAAAAAABSk/hgYEwtNKX9k/s400/JD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1iIHthQZ-g/TdMDcxqanWI/AAAAAAAABSs/1DaF_OFFbss/s1600/sept2007_zoo_jdsurgery_085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607829753908862306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1iIHthQZ-g/TdMDcxqanWI/AAAAAAAABSs/1DaF_OFFbss/s400/sept2007_zoo_jdsurgery_085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't he so dang cute lol!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now four years later he is getting recurrent bacterial meningitis which causes other complications like having his appendix burst (below):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OQeFvHPcuqc/TdMEemetzII/AAAAAAAABS0/Em9Au3PVw-g/s1600/sept2007_zoo_jdsurgery_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607830884778364034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OQeFvHPcuqc/TdMEemetzII/AAAAAAAABS0/Em9Au3PVw-g/s400/sept2007_zoo_jdsurgery_106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my sister with him after one of his brain surgerys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/search/label/JayDee"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSRx1y0YZWw/TdMEfh0TrwI/AAAAAAAABTM/-KMGWXzzReo/s1600/1248292940_ak6U4-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607830900706619138" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSRx1y0YZWw/TdMEfh0TrwI/AAAAAAAABTM/-KMGWXzzReo/s400/1248292940_ak6U4-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhu26ol1q6E/TdMEfd-1xMI/AAAAAAAABTE/k9MQa7L8cmE/s1600/1205534746_3MBrg-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607830899677054146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhu26ol1q6E/TdMEfd-1xMI/AAAAAAAABTE/k9MQa7L8cmE/s400/1205534746_3MBrg-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-syMHTD9Gn4s/TdMEfEWGZmI/AAAAAAAABS8/Ql4wz3_PGo0/s1600/1248329605_tJQve-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607830892795291234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-syMHTD9Gn4s/TdMEfEWGZmI/AAAAAAAABS8/Ql4wz3_PGo0/s400/1248329605_tJQve-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here he is 7 years old after one of the many surgerys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This poor family has spent 58 days in the hospital and 47 at home this year. This is also a huge financial burden on them. My sister is having a drawing to give away a $50 gift card to target for anyone that donates to the fund. This fund was set up by my sister to help her best friend. And if you can't donate then please still post a link on your page to my sisters donation page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't put a price on human life and every measure is taken regardless the cost. Click below to read more or to donate, Thank you so much for reading!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLICK &lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/search/label/JayDee"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-799738520461031832?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/799738520461031832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=799738520461031832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/799738520461031832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/799738520461031832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/05/jds-recovery.html' title='JD&apos;s recovery'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAO2tz4jd_0/TdMDchxpTXI/AAAAAAAABSk/hgYEwtNKX9k/s72-c/JD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3824736302117949423</id><published>2011-05-02T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:06:00.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WSU Nightmare</title><content type='html'>So I ended up getting into the bachelors program which I wasn't to excited about. It was very bitter sweet, I'm so in need of a break yet not everyone in my class got in so who knows if I'd be able to get in again. It is the accelerated one so I can do it in 3 semesters and be done next December. This education thing just keeps dragging and it really gets me down. I just want to go back to having my family and living a normal life. I feel like life has completely stopped while I'm in nursing school and everything is on hold till I finish, and now the date is prolonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked it over with many people and the majority say to just push threw and finish it. It would be really hard to go back to school if I stop, I had planned to when my kids (most of whom aren't born yet) got into school. Many girls have reassured me that it is nothing like nursing school, no clinicals or full time schedules. It is mostly online with a few clinicals but everything is very chilax. So me and my little family are going to continue. I still plan on working as much as I can and the job I have will let me go straight into and RN spot once I take my boards. Lance also said that we can start trying to have another baby once I get my RN license (we'll see if I can even pass the damn boards). So that's that. Life will slowly continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting nightmare was last week when DATC called me and said they were trying to put in my final grade but WSU was saying I wasn't registered for the class! Weird especially since I just took the final. I called them and indeed I wasn't registered. They ended up figuring out that someone from registration had accidentally dropped me out mid-semester. They backregistered me and posted my grade. The next day I get a call from the cashiers office saying that I had a new balance of $690 for the class that I had registered for. Long story short, the girl had dropped me after the 100% tuition reimbursement date and now I had to pay for the class again - even though they were the ones that dropped me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was livid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to over 10 people at that damn school and all of them gave me different story's. This was last Friday and nothing was solved so I figured I'd wait till Monday to deal. So Monday the Cashiers office calls and leaves a voicemail saying that they had sent me to collections which tacks on $200 fees as well as drop me out of all my Nursing courses for my last semester!!! Who does that? They said that I had to pay ASAP in order to continue and to accept my position to the bachelors program. I finally bitched my way up to admin who insisted I was reimbursed but she would cut the bill in half and take off the $200 fees. I ended up paying $340 and had to call registration to re-register me for classes. Then I had to call the Nursing program to explain what happened so they would still accept me into the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about pain in my ass and stress that I don't need huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3824736302117949423?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3824736302117949423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3824736302117949423&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3824736302117949423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3824736302117949423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/05/wsu-nightmare.html' title='WSU Nightmare'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6530320855409848081</id><published>2011-05-02T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T08:00:00.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you can dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I blame these sweet moves on Karate Kid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1154056010264609458</id><published>2011-04-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T21:43:00.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New/Old Job</title><content type='html'>I typed this up a month ago but it never posted so here it is, consider it an update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a job! I was thrilled after interviewing with my boss. Our interview lasted 2 hours and she invited me back for a group interview the next week. It was very intimidating to have all these nurses, CNA's, social workers and case managers around a big table all looking at little ol me and the end in the hot seat. It fealt like a roast where all the comedians make fun of you on national television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My references had talked with Mary (new boss) and given her such good referrals. She had pretty high expectations after hearing what my professors and clinical instructors had to say about me. She told me they had said I was going to go somewhere in my life and that I needed to be with a company that will allow me to grow and expand my roles. I later talked to my clinical instructor who had said these things and she was very adament that I continue my education no matter what obstacles that come along. It felt so good to hear these things especially since I get so discouraged and wonder in I'm giong to make all the deadlines and pass all the tests and in the end I always feel like I don't know a single thing but they really motivated me to continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied for the Bachelor program at WSU, so we'll see if I get in. If I don't get in the accelerated program I think I'll take a year off for a break. I'm burnt out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1154056010264609458?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1154056010264609458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1154056010264609458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1154056010264609458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1154056010264609458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/newold-job.html' title='New/Old Job'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6417027553174534998</id><published>2011-04-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T08:00:07.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out Distress</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I put Logan on time out the other day which is so distressing for him! He always comes up with some saying which he repeats over and over again to get some sympathy from me. One saying that he commonly says is:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"How come you don't love me mommy?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time he came up with "Why can't we be a family? Why won't you let me be in the family!!!?" Heart wretching eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well here he is eating and still talking about not being a family because I put him on time out. He is such a good little actor huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e9b31e67f83c722a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9b31e67f83c722a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329887073%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62DD9C4708FE0F2171060731ED8BD37908512B37.51C7DFD7E915092F12ECC7716263D61F9F3D81C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9b31e67f83c722a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1PeZHfa0TFQZdq1DNc5tMR90EZw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9b31e67f83c722a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329887073%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62DD9C4708FE0F2171060731ED8BD37908512B37.51C7DFD7E915092F12ECC7716263D61F9F3D81C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9b31e67f83c722a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1PeZHfa0TFQZdq1DNc5tMR90EZw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6417027553174534998?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6417027553174534998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6417027553174534998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6417027553174534998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6417027553174534998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-out-distress.html' title='Time Out Distress'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2785574909935770047</id><published>2011-04-28T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:38:02.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We woke Logan up Easter morning with a long trail of eggs leading to his basket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has been asking me for some "Cool DC clothes" LOL! So here is our little skater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter outfit for my 4 year old :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufupTH5e-f8/Tbmi6WXL_aI/AAAAAAAABSc/Est_5KmSTq8/s1600/easter%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600686734930869666" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufupTH5e-f8/Tbmi6WXL_aI/AAAAAAAABSc/Est_5KmSTq8/s400/easter%2B007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3yESfr7dEDg/Tbmi58X3s_I/AAAAAAAABSU/h0Io5DnSR1M/s1600/easter%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600686727954412530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3yESfr7dEDg/Tbmi58X3s_I/AAAAAAAABSU/h0Io5DnSR1M/s400/easter%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-70Hcx7NUF6Q/Tbmi5goZqwI/AAAAAAAABSM/nIQr1J9qkTg/s1600/easter%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600686720507554562" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-70Hcx7NUF6Q/Tbmi5goZqwI/AAAAAAAABSM/nIQr1J9qkTg/s400/easter%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YW3ETnyomTY/Tbmi5a8tj3I/AAAAAAAABSE/RbgFLESuspk/s1600/easter%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600686718982131570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YW3ETnyomTY/Tbmi5a8tj3I/AAAAAAAABSE/RbgFLESuspk/s400/easter%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3oMHNIoRiUo/Tbmi5AILwiI/AAAAAAAABR8/tJAftEpIYHg/s1600/easter%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600686711782490658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3oMHNIoRiUo/Tbmi5AILwiI/AAAAAAAABR8/tJAftEpIYHg/s400/easter%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little Easter party the day before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBISfnB5Hxk/TbmgkS0VtuI/AAAAAAAABR0/gX3V-mx7yGk/s1600/224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600684156999022306" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBISfnB5Hxk/TbmgkS0VtuI/AAAAAAAABR0/gX3V-mx7yGk/s400/224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year one of my Patients invited Logan to an Easter Egg hunt/party are her retirement home because she doesn't have any young grandkids. He had a blast, not many kids showed up so there was plenty of candy and prizes to go around. Here he is playing pin the tail on the bunny. Every one is laughing because he is holding up the blind fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another Egg hunt at our friend Lindseys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-0WKu8yGKY/TbmgkH1HktI/AAAAAAAABRs/BneaZ4RsOuM/s1600/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600684154049499858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-0WKu8yGKY/TbmgkH1HktI/AAAAAAAABRs/BneaZ4RsOuM/s400/221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBUOkTrUyRc/Tbmgjm1qVOI/AAAAAAAABRk/b9kyZOwwot0/s1600/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600684145193407714" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VBUOkTrUyRc/Tbmgjm1qVOI/AAAAAAAABRk/b9kyZOwwot0/s400/228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is at my moms anual Easter Egg hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfzhML3vBqw/TbmgjHA86-I/AAAAAAAABRc/EuD-ui3DEIU/s1600/229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600684136650828770" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfzhML3vBqw/TbmgjHA86-I/AAAAAAAABRc/EuD-ui3DEIU/s400/229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXafOm1-634/TbmgikmOtBI/AAAAAAAABRU/ilJDUIhRy_k/s1600/233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600684127411942418" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXafOm1-634/TbmgikmOtBI/AAAAAAAABRU/ilJDUIhRy_k/s400/233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=2785574909935770047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2785574909935770047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2785574909935770047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufupTH5e-f8/Tbmi6WXL_aI/AAAAAAAABSc/Est_5KmSTq8/s72-c/easter%2B007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2196704748591651510</id><published>2011-04-20T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:20:07.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My silly boy</title><content type='html'>My sister posted some cute sayings Logan has been saying - she is a better mom than I. &lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-jesus-christ-amen.html"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to read them and see his pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-2196704748591651510?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6406976780045296954</id><published>2011-04-09T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:03:50.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My day of Birth</title><content type='html'>My birthday this year rocked. Both of our families held family dinners and I got spoiled rotten. My friend Kallae bought me this cake and brought it to school. It's a princess on a unicorn because I used to think Unicorns were real (up to about a year ago). So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPqETd8JHog/TaCoqixMWWI/AAAAAAAABRM/mIBP2iLywaw/s1600/IMG00347-20110401-0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593656186035263842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPqETd8JHog/TaCoqixMWWI/AAAAAAAABRM/mIBP2iLywaw/s400/IMG00347-20110401-0857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2m-xrFQPm8Q/TaCop_PLw5I/AAAAAAAABRE/2hi_fneNHsI/s1600/IMG00348-20110401-0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593656176497378194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2m-xrFQPm8Q/TaCop_PLw5I/AAAAAAAABRE/2hi_fneNHsI/s400/IMG00348-20110401-0907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite the story about my sweet husband Lance Pants. For the last year this poor sweet man has 'overlooked' a present or card for: Valentines day, Anniversary, Christmas and my birthday last year. We did go to wendover for our anniversary so I must include that. Anyway on Valentines when he didn't get me a card/gift I turned into a mega monster and threw a bitch fit- yada yada. I think he got the point because he totally made up for it on my birthday this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPHONE 4G!!! Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He attempted to surprise be the best he could and he was so excited. He put it in my purse and was planning on calling it when it was time to open presents. But we didn't get that far because I kept getting text messages and found it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6406976780045296954?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6406976780045296954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6406976780045296954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6406976780045296954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6406976780045296954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-day-of-birth.html' title='My day of Birth'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPqETd8JHog/TaCoqixMWWI/AAAAAAAABRM/mIBP2iLywaw/s72-c/IMG00347-20110401-0857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4648314881859621180</id><published>2011-04-09T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T11:41:42.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Soccer Season again!</title><content type='html'>Logan has been asking all winter when soccer would start again. He is loving it! Today I went online to sign him up for baseball, which he has also been asking about, and I am a month to late! Next year we are going to try baseball for sure. I'm sure he will want to do it along with soccer and swimming, how much is to much for a little boy to do? Anyway here are some pictures from last season of soccer. More to come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgs9kFYbdE8/TaCnSo71o7I/AAAAAAAABQ0/YcSkpf1E6Ok/s1600/IMG00195-20101002-1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593654675862037426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgs9kFYbdE8/TaCnSo71o7I/AAAAAAAABQ0/YcSkpf1E6Ok/s400/IMG00195-20101002-1051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cvt5Nml9aA/TaCnSd_9L4I/AAAAAAAABQs/RJrKaKwpxg0/s1600/IMG00167-20100828-0851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593654672926519170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cvt5Nml9aA/TaCnSd_9L4I/AAAAAAAABQs/RJrKaKwpxg0/s400/IMG00167-20100828-0851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCZU_HFq-lc/TaCmewXBZ4I/AAAAAAAABQk/CziqcC0ge8g/s1600/IMG00171-20100828-0931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593653784501905282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCZU_HFq-lc/TaCmewXBZ4I/AAAAAAAABQk/CziqcC0ge8g/s400/IMG00171-20100828-0931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnqBo3qc_yc/TaCmemTwBzI/AAAAAAAABQc/MCt1Aad7Uv8/s1600/IMG00170-20100828-0931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593653781803829042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XnqBo3qc_yc/TaCmemTwBzI/AAAAAAAABQc/MCt1Aad7Uv8/s400/IMG00170-20100828-0931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is a processed brownie in his hand, not a gun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QTi4sMWHRQ/TaCmeYu6EDI/AAAAAAAABQU/ndxeODokk10/s1600/IMG00196-20101002-1136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593653778159636530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QTi4sMWHRQ/TaCmeYu6EDI/AAAAAAAABQU/ndxeODokk10/s400/IMG00196-20101002-1136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GgXtzj4iek/TaCmeCbfjrI/AAAAAAAABQM/rP8Oa2E8RVE/s1600/IMG00176-20100918-1306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593653772172627634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GgXtzj4iek/TaCmeCbfjrI/AAAAAAAABQM/rP8Oa2E8RVE/s400/IMG00176-20100918-1306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdImlVphZh8/TaCmdxTF3iI/AAAAAAAABQE/wb6vfw8bSYU/s1600/IMG00166-20100828-0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593653767573986850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdImlVphZh8/TaCmdxTF3iI/AAAAAAAABQE/wb6vfw8bSYU/s400/IMG00166-20100828-0850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He just got done picking his weggie, it's a pretty intense game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEXmjjwfto8/TaCnTHuNBGI/AAAAAAAABQ8/4k0RwM4_WAo/s1600/IMG00179-20100925-1315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593654684126348386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEXmjjwfto8/TaCnTHuNBGI/AAAAAAAABQ8/4k0RwM4_WAo/s400/IMG00179-20100925-1315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can you say no to this cute boy! He is going to run me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all over the place with all the crap that he wants to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4648314881859621180?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4648314881859621180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4648314881859621180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4648314881859621180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4648314881859621180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-soccer-season-again.html' title='It&apos;s Soccer Season again!'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgs9kFYbdE8/TaCnSo71o7I/AAAAAAAABQ0/YcSkpf1E6Ok/s72-c/IMG00195-20101002-1051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1420843584271697353</id><published>2011-04-04T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:41:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yolanda's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>We threw a baby shower for Aunt Yolanda in January. Yolanda is expecting a little girl named Riannon Orr. She is due at the beginning of May! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl3Xlq2WxjY/TZEO_NSrhnI/AAAAAAAABOE/DyocR37N3Hg/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589265091606054514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl3Xlq2WxjY/TZEO_NSrhnI/AAAAAAAABOE/DyocR37N3Hg/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FN5Huj-d0QY/TZEO-1ECb3I/AAAAAAAABN8/iwiH4wT92XQ/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589265085102190450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FN5Huj-d0QY/TZEO-1ECb3I/AAAAAAAABN8/iwiH4wT92XQ/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STEddMmR4qo/TZEO-eo9zVI/AAAAAAAABN0/cr0OwVbvxZI/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589265079083060562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STEddMmR4qo/TZEO-eo9zVI/AAAAAAAABN0/cr0OwVbvxZI/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V4m9p3C1hjo/TZEO9zyAlzI/AAAAAAAABNs/AhW6ieVOFcU/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589265067578267442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V4m9p3C1hjo/TZEO9zyAlzI/AAAAAAAABNs/AhW6ieVOFcU/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AoFaSpJZ384/TZEO9U5IOKI/AAAAAAAABNk/5HemLpTYTfU/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589265059286628514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AoFaSpJZ384/TZEO9U5IOKI/AAAAAAAABNk/5HemLpTYTfU/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1420843584271697353?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1420843584271697353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1420843584271697353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1420843584271697353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1420843584271697353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/yolandas-baby-shower.html' title='Yolanda&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl3Xlq2WxjY/TZEO_NSrhnI/AAAAAAAABOE/DyocR37N3Hg/s72-c/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2381755062524397535</id><published>2011-03-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T08:00:00.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinsey On Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday, March 20th 2011 we took Logan to Disney On Ice. His girlfriend Mia came of course. Logan was a little upset because it didn't have Cars in this show. When he showed up he saw all the little girls in fairy out fits and princess costumes and, needless to say, he was a bit angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be wrong but I think he is calling me a bad name in his mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SFu9vYgYIFo/TZEUFrPzr8I/AAAAAAAABPs/ix3ufZLQggY/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589270700284424130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SFu9vYgYIFo/TZEUFrPzr8I/AAAAAAAABPs/ix3ufZLQggY/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589267628652043842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLcCTNzIXRo/TZERS4hlHkI/AAAAAAAABOs/6ZATrYxRZmI/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589267613125490706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhq88EXm31c/TZERR-rwuBI/AAAAAAAABOM/zGOui8LBiN0/s400/185628_1880178492479_1481797227_32119624_3626675_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AND THEN..... Jack the skeleton king came out and this was Logans face!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjOfMyUuXhg/TZEUGNhUT5I/AAAAAAAABP0/AZG8NtDE7Yg/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589270709484670866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjOfMyUuXhg/TZEUGNhUT5I/AAAAAAAABP0/AZG8NtDE7Yg/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4YpaKhFiqDc/TZEUGfhzd5I/AAAAAAAABP8/Nav3EdHENbg/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589270714318550930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4YpaKhFiqDc/TZEUGfhzd5I/AAAAAAAABP8/Nav3EdHENbg/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is us watching Buzz Lightyear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1b0X4KkuvdU/TZES18KvaqI/AAAAAAAABPU/3EBlWcPTvnE/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589269330437040802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1b0X4KkuvdU/TZES18KvaqI/AAAAAAAABPU/3EBlWcPTvnE/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY5ns8iUXvg/TZES1kCbU4I/AAAAAAAABPM/4h4j8rnEkPQ/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589269323959718786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY5ns8iUXvg/TZES1kCbU4I/AAAAAAAABPM/4h4j8rnEkPQ/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uuQ0_CXVhvk/TZES1DnIWQI/AAAAAAAABPE/MVAzLKavgfE/s1600/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589269315255294210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uuQ0_CXVhvk/TZES1DnIWQI/AAAAAAAABPE/MVAzLKavgfE/s400/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfT692nWPGo/TZES0yHj_-I/AAAAAAAABO8/psrOCVF8M3E/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFGmVU6b6R0/TZES0jDUCiI/AAAAAAAABO0/8k_MV3LZtDA/s1600/untitled%253B.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejshX32vhbc/TZERSYcWivI/AAAAAAAABOc/YdqQd1dYXNk/s1600/dinsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589267620040182514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejshX32vhbc/TZERSYcWivI/AAAAAAAABOc/YdqQd1dYXNk/s400/dinsey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fn02jPws_9M/TZERSMH26MI/AAAAAAAABOU/m3LAVzlv6ck/s1600/199666_1880180212522_1481797227_32119633_6124428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589267616732997826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fn02jPws_9M/TZERSMH26MI/AAAAAAAABOU/m3LAVzlv6ck/s400/199666_1880180212522_1481797227_32119633_6124428_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R4GUIZl-E-k/TZEUFTRyAUI/AAAAAAAABPk/__vvJg2OxhQ/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589270693850251586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R4GUIZl-E-k/TZEUFTRyAUI/AAAAAAAABPk/__vvJg2OxhQ/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e75xNOOZhvk/TZEUFLQePaI/AAAAAAAABPc/Qr2aWqbmEmk/s1600/untitled%253B.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589270691697278370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e75xNOOZhvk/TZEUFLQePaI/AAAAAAAABPc/Qr2aWqbmEmk/s400/untitled%253B.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-2381755062524397535?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2381755062524397535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SFu9vYgYIFo/TZEUFrPzr8I/AAAAAAAABPs/ix3ufZLQggY/s72-c/shower%2Band%2Bdisney%2Bon%2Bice%2B016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3915657889426452017</id><published>2011-03-28T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:22:52.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WCF8-2WPilQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3915657889426452017?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3915657889426452017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4405641327928976978</id><published>2011-03-28T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:20:18.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexually transmitted diseases are not funny</title><content type='html'>Saturday night, me and Lance went out to a friends birthday party. My sister and her BF Mike came as well. It was a good night, I even attempted to ride a bull! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lance tipped the guy to start the bull on the fastest speed and I was bucked off in .004 seconds. &lt;strong&gt;The video ABOVE &lt;/strong&gt;is of my second try. So I'm probably not going to make any money bull riding but whatev, no biggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While all this was going on, Mike got a hold of my phone and decided to post something on my facebook which said the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ass warts again?! Really!!!???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't notice this post until late that night on the way home and I couldn't delete it because the blackberry facebook app doesn't allow such things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the next evening was a family dinner for my birthday, and since my family is full of asses they took the ass wart comment and ran with it. My little sister Alyse got me and nice large Mumu to act as a naturaly birth control/infection control:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589262359997488514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_J6h3aeOgdc/TZEMgNQcnYI/AAAAAAAABNE/DOqsXgViqVA/s400/bday%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also got me this cute card which she laughed for ten minutes over. She is pretty clever lol!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589263110694897090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrJH0_D71Fg/TZENL50qBcI/AAAAAAAABNU/0pNgyz22j4Y/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It says "For your birthday, I grew you a cat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589263119580132274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---AoZKOVa3I/TZENMa7D87I/AAAAAAAABNc/OOxFjGXQlAU/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, Kelly's present was some money designated for ass cream, if you can't read the writing it says, "For ass wart use only!!!"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589262361362581266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7lo56vc3yDk/TZEMgSV6RxI/AAAAAAAABNM/4Qo6vXZuTt8/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She also got me a small tube of medication. Such a nice sister. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589262348559796370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NKzvkFNUem0/TZEMfipfSJI/AAAAAAAABM8/Qn85NhZXcrg/s400/bday%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a great fun family I have! They are all for sale on KSL, so make me an offer for my group of assholes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4405641327928976978?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4405641327928976978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4405641327928976978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4405641327928976978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4405641327928976978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/03/sexually-transmitted-diseases-are-not.html' title='Sexually transmitted diseases are not funny'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_J6h3aeOgdc/TZEMgNQcnYI/AAAAAAAABNE/DOqsXgViqVA/s72-c/bday%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1030628659865454719</id><published>2011-01-17T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:10:54.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another hooka in the family</title><content type='html'>Click &lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-old-people-should-not-be-allowed-to.html"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;to read about my mom and her sex escapades&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1030628659865454719?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1030628659865454719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1030628659865454719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1030628659865454719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1030628659865454719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-hooka-in-family.html' title='Another hooka in the family'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8422960121158987237</id><published>2011-01-11T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:38:00.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night out on the town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkwsoDxjoI/AAAAAAAABMg/5KXA5bI1yBQ/s1600/000_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560028758191214210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkwsoDxjoI/AAAAAAAABMg/5KXA5bI1yBQ/s400/000_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister took me to her work Christmas party because, well, everyone at her works loves/hates me. You see, during the summer I went with Kelly to Elko where one of the actual Gold mines for my sisters company is. While there, her work threw a party for everyone with unlimited drinks and food. This made for a very fun night, they also had a live band and we dance the night away. When it came time to go home, my sisters boss (who'd I'd gotten to know on the trip), was a bit to tipsy and passed out cold on the bus. When opportunity arises, I must take advantage. I borrowed some lip liner from a girl and hopped on over to his seat and drew a giant penis on his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it was a good decision and very mature of me despite what you think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only is he my sisters boss, come to find out, he is over all the accountants at this giant company. I didn't realize who I was messing with I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning he sent out an email about business, accounts recievable, due dates blah blah blah, and at the end he included:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It appears someone last night took advantage of my inebriated state last night, I will find you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Just kidding, I know it was Lindee."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tee hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so back to the christmas party, here is me and Kelly getting all dolled up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I was a little nervous to go but Curtis had saved us a seat and was very nice to me!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560028755951730226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkwsft1vjI/AAAAAAAABMY/Nqp33KGFFjw/s400/000_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept hearing this weird sound throughout the night and kept asking Kelly what it was.  There was an older lady behind us who we determined had a squeeky chair, or was letting them loose all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Near the end of the evening, when the CEO is giving his speech.  Me and Kelly hear it again, but much louder, a very distinguishing fart sound.  Our whole table busts up laughing as silently as they could, I look at Curtis and he is bright red so I think it's him.  Then it happens again and it finally clicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is looking at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't even hestitate, I reached under my chair and felt the hard plastic of a fart machine.  I ripped it off and chucked it at Curtis.  He had gotten his revenge after 5 months of waiting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say the night was memorable and totally fun, me and Curtis are buddy's now but I'm still trying to come up with ways to pay him back... any ideas???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8422960121158987237?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8422960121158987237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8422960121158987237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8422960121158987237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8422960121158987237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-out-on-town.html' title='Night out on the town'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkwsoDxjoI/AAAAAAAABMg/5KXA5bI1yBQ/s72-c/000_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7452761063727865626</id><published>2011-01-10T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:58:00.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day after christmas</title><content type='html'>Logan loves the farting dog that grandparents Kim and Mickey got him.  The day after christmas he came in the room at 6am and squeezed the dog in my ear.  It scared me and woke me right up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan just busted up laughing, I told him it wasn't time to get up yet and to go back to bed.  All he wanted to do was play with his toys.  I said he could play with whatever in his room, and I fell back asleep after I heard him shut his room door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, he wasn't in his bed.  I looked back in our bed to see if he was sleeping at the bottom or on the floor but he wasn't.  I was a little worried because it's not like him to not be in bed.  I came out to the living room and I found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkyeWGDEGI/AAAAAAAABMw/4Y49zXQkj2c/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560030711873998946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkyeWGDEGI/AAAAAAAABMw/4Y49zXQkj2c/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkyeCr_KQI/AAAAAAAABMo/YoGcwQY4JvU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560030706664417538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkyeCr_KQI/AAAAAAAABMo/YoGcwQY4JvU/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fast asleep next to criss cross crash.  He is so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This isn't the last you've heard about farting btw, stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7452761063727865626?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7452761063727865626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7452761063727865626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7452761063727865626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7452761063727865626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-after-christmas.html' title='Day after christmas'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkyeWGDEGI/AAAAAAAABMw/4Y49zXQkj2c/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4941649624494411171</id><published>2011-01-08T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T19:38:54.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An abundance of Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from christmas. I got a new video camera and am going nuts with it. I have already recorded like 3 hrs of tape since christmas. It takes pictures too but I found out they aren't very clear ones so I still gotta pack around the old camera. The first few were taken with the old camera before I got the video camera and the last ones are fuzzy, sorry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve we attend Lances Grandma's party and then to my dads where we sleep over. Here is christmas eve/morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpVTFHYGI/AAAAAAAABMI/Ox9ItBanx8U/s1600/000_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560020660841308258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpVTFHYGI/AAAAAAAABMI/Ox9ItBanx8U/s400/000_0663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpUwrbW0I/AAAAAAAABMA/Lfonp889d7k/s1600/000_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560020651606760258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpUwrbW0I/AAAAAAAABMA/Lfonp889d7k/s400/000_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpU1dx0qI/AAAAAAAABL4/CxVaby3XdAc/s1600/000_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560020652891689634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpU1dx0qI/AAAAAAAABL4/CxVaby3XdAc/s400/000_0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing the Wii on christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpUa5L_vI/AAAAAAAABLw/RTp0eOJJAEI/s1600/000_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560020645758893810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpUa5L_vI/AAAAAAAABLw/RTp0eOJJAEI/s400/000_0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad had asked Kelly to take some pictures of my dad's house decorated for christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to send to my grandma but she forgot her camera so I took them and figured I'd post them up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkosllHxkI/AAAAAAAABLo/kxO404kwKtI/s1600/000_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560019961432753730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkosllHxkI/AAAAAAAABLo/kxO404kwKtI/s400/000_0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkosSMiHpI/AAAAAAAABLg/YpHZ7Bl3Yq0/s1600/000_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560019956229349010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkosSMiHpI/AAAAAAAABLg/YpHZ7Bl3Yq0/s400/000_0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkosAbzLPI/AAAAAAAABLY/xbOEn5LKMvE/s1600/000_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560019951461543154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkosAbzLPI/AAAAAAAABLY/xbOEn5LKMvE/s400/000_0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkor8rkO4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/uOoBWZRmydE/s1600/000_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560019950453930882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkor8rkO4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/uOoBWZRmydE/s400/000_0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkorTAZ7bI/AAAAAAAABLI/MM2wEY67a54/s1600/000_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560019939267046834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkorTAZ7bI/AAAAAAAABLI/MM2wEY67a54/s400/000_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSknjM0h4HI/AAAAAAAABLA/9z-FsSmfV6Y/s1600/000_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560018700656042098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSknjM0h4HI/AAAAAAAABLA/9z-FsSmfV6Y/s400/000_0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkni6KPM6I/AAAAAAAABK4/-Y9Lnc2EJs0/s1600/000_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560018695646819234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkni6KPM6I/AAAAAAAABK4/-Y9Lnc2EJs0/s400/000_0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSknibwNucI/AAAAAAAABKw/kEWeVhV5g3Y/s1600/000_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560018687484606914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSknibwNucI/AAAAAAAABKw/kEWeVhV5g3Y/s400/000_0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkniEdVZ5I/AAAAAAAABKo/V4WI8SK5McU/s1600/000_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560018681231402898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkniEdVZ5I/AAAAAAAABKo/V4WI8SK5McU/s400/000_0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas eve, Logan in his new jammies and the traditional christmas hats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom would make us dress up every year in these hats that she made, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever since we had the grandkids we have been able to get out of it. Here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;is a picture of the last christmas my mom made us wear the hats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560023273768377250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkrtY_eW6I/AAAAAAAABMQ/PB_LGDPx5SA/s400/IMAG0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frightening huh! I think Lances face was the main factor against the tradition.  Kelly probably&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cries every christmas because she secretly wants to wear one.  Did you see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cute fat Logan?  That was him at 5 months old and 19 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSknh5iWUkI/AAAAAAAABKg/4YzOhaf8sHE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560018678299644482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSknh5iWUkI/AAAAAAAABKg/4YzOhaf8sHE/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here he is at 4 1/2 years old and 45 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm49qmbdI/AAAAAAAABKY/A1lTzljObPc/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560017975033359826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm49qmbdI/AAAAAAAABKY/A1lTzljObPc/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas afternoon we headed over to Lance's dads house to have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and delicious christmas luncheon and open more presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm4u6EyCI/AAAAAAAABKQ/XOQOS-iwhts/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560017971071731746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm4u6EyCI/AAAAAAAABKQ/XOQOS-iwhts/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(These were taken with the video camera and are all fuzzy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Aunt Yolanda (Sean-Lances brother-'s wife) She is 5 months pregnant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a little girl they are naming Ryannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm4VGwgYI/AAAAAAAABKI/xTT-wTK0DWM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560017964145607042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm4VGwgYI/AAAAAAAABKI/xTT-wTK0DWM/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan and his crazy uncle sean. Logan isn't crying he is hiding btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm4ChnipI/AAAAAAAABKA/SjTs4obCmWE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560017959157992082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm4ChnipI/AAAAAAAABKA/SjTs4obCmWE/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thrilled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm34_bSAI/AAAAAAAABJ4/agV5xfFMfqg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560017956598663170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkm34_bSAI/AAAAAAAABJ4/agV5xfFMfqg/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got some cute pictures of Logan and his grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkl3C0uJlI/AAAAAAAABJo/KiFVH9nmncU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560016842546619986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkl3C0uJlI/AAAAAAAABJo/KiFVH9nmncU/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkl2yWceTI/AAAAAAAABJg/IPAZGvsM9Ss/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560016838124665138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkl2yWceTI/AAAAAAAABJg/IPAZGvsM9Ss/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now these are earlier on christmas at our place with Lances mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkl2yHp4BI/AAAAAAAABJY/wvswZhnWDLM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560016838062628882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkl2yHp4BI/AAAAAAAABJY/wvswZhnWDLM/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8wfDWhI/AAAAAAAABJQ/8r6jkqwwJ6w/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560015841191483922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8wfDWhI/AAAAAAAABJQ/8r6jkqwwJ6w/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8aTmPmI/AAAAAAAABJI/8Zr9YA055RI/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560015835237858914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8aTmPmI/AAAAAAAABJI/8Zr9YA055RI/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8AQiEeI/AAAAAAAABJA/mYcMcXMq0FY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560015828245680610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8AQiEeI/AAAAAAAABJA/mYcMcXMq0FY/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa left his hat this year instead of stocking (thats all they had left on christmas eve lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8Ae4wAI/AAAAAAAABI4/fdLy1c8p_BA/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560015828305887234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkk8Ae4wAI/AAAAAAAABI4/fdLy1c8p_BA/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4941649624494411171?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4941649624494411171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4941649624494411171&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4941649624494411171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4941649624494411171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/01/abundance-of-pictures.html' title='An abundance of Pictures'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TSkpVTFHYGI/AAAAAAAABMI/Ox9ItBanx8U/s72-c/000_0663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1021939122402792721</id><published>2011-01-05T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T19:51:27.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by the death eater sister</title><content type='html'>I'm doing a tag because I believe I will have 7 years of bad luck if I don't... or whatever really happens. &lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly &lt;/a&gt;tagged me to share 8 things about myself and tag 8 people and I'll get a million dollars or something. Actually its a stylish blog award. I think I have a total of 8 friends on here and their blogs are pretty stylish so this could be doable, So here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the instructions, which are cut and pasted directly from her blog:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank and link back to the person who gave you this award.&lt;br /&gt;2. Share 8 things about yourself&lt;br /&gt;3. Pass it on to 8 bloggers&lt;br /&gt;4. Contact those bloggers and tell them about their award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things about myself:&lt;br /&gt;1. I want another baby really really really bad, like I cried intermittantly during my OB class when I saw births and babies. (I also cried last night just reading Dumbo to Logan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I've been a scatter brain on the first 3 days of class (forgot syllabus, thought books were stolen, haven't bought the needed books yet, was late).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I had to sign a contract today because I was late, if I'm late again I will be 'kicked out of the nursing program' (I don't think they will actually kick me out, but it's enough to scare the shit out of me). I was 3 minutes late on the third day and its the third thing I thought about.... ironic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I really am 5'11'' and 3/4, Lance is 5'11''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I could eat cereal for breakfast, lunch and dinner for the rest of my life and be completely satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm terrible at English, including spelling; which I'm sure you've noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I get straight A's in school yet still feel like I know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I haven't scrapbooked over a year now, and I don't miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok there you have it, now for my 8 tags who will probably never see this post because no one reads this blog anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drum roll please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Lindz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not putting links to all them because it takes to long. Well have at it ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1021939122402792721?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1021939122402792721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1021939122402792721&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1021939122402792721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1021939122402792721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2011/01/tagged-by-death-eater-sister.html' title='Tagged by the death eater sister'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4870535651373802130</id><published>2010-12-09T20:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:07:21.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan the Hamsternater</title><content type='html'>My mom got married and moved in with her husband in SLC.  So my little sister had to finally venture out on her own and now is living in ogden in a little townhome with an old lady that is now pretty much her mother. Not a big step but a step, jk Alyse. She couldn't take her hamster to the new place so Alyse left Logan her damn hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sworn up and down I will never have pets because&lt;br /&gt;A) I hate cleaning up after them&lt;br /&gt;B) They ruin everything&lt;br /&gt;C) I'm to lazy to get up and walk a dog every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here Logan is with the ever- so-wonder Hamster named Robo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TQGzHHU4HDI/AAAAAAAABIU/dbqjn6gOLcg/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548913150704229426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TQGzHHU4HDI/AAAAAAAABIU/dbqjn6gOLcg/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't see hiom because he is hiding for his life, which he does whenever Logan is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights ago it was just about midnight and a heard a creek from Logans room. I got up and opened his door to see him at the end of his bed in the crawling position with the guilt look on his face. I looked down just in time to see Robo run under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw how mad I was and instantly started crying,"I just wanted to cuddle with Robo mom!!! Waaahhh, I'm sorry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chased down the dumb ass hamster and all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Logan comes to me crying, "My finger is bleeding! Robo bit my finger off mom!" He was so shocked, like his best friend betrayed him.  So I clean it off and went back into the file cabinet looking for his immunization record and he comes in to me and says, "It's ok mom, I spanked him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 45 lb four year old son spanked a 0.00023 lb hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I don't want pets, they will be terrorized in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TQGzG2C613I/AAAAAAAABIM/0MGSnbXzAAk/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548913146065508210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TQGzG2C613I/AAAAAAAABIM/0MGSnbXzAAk/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Logan finished up his Tetanus shots Aug of this year so we are good to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548913157074426402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TQGzHfDpmiI/AAAAAAAABIc/SYqlH9I0G4I/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these days....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4870535651373802130?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4870535651373802130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4870535651373802130&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4870535651373802130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4870535651373802130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/12/logan-hamsternater.html' title='Logan the Hamsternater'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TQGzHHU4HDI/AAAAAAAABIU/dbqjn6gOLcg/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4155817291868959322</id><published>2010-11-14T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T11:45:03.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lance is going to be a blood uncle!!!</title><content type='html'>This is Yolanda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TOA6qgJd7II/AAAAAAAABH8/kJeUv4LYfjA/s1600/Yo%2527s%2Bbelly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539492043524271234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TOA6qgJd7II/AAAAAAAABH8/kJeUv4LYfjA/s400/Yo%2527s%2Bbelly2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Sean (Lances brothers) wife and they have been married over 6 years and haven't been able to have a baby.  So this was a HUGE suprise! I'm so freaken excited. I have already picked out some baby names for them and knitted 12 baby hats, ok so not really but I am going to be the annoying obsessive Aunt that this baby can't get away from. When Lance told me the 'possible' news I was jumping up and down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'd like to publicly welcome baby XX or XY into our family!  We have waited WAY to long for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TOA6qQqCWjI/AAAAAAAABH0/cal3gaxosrQ/s1600/Yo%2527s%2Bbelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539492039365909042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TOA6qQqCWjI/AAAAAAAABH0/cal3gaxosrQ/s400/Yo%2527s%2Bbelly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Sean and Yolanda, I think Yo is finally catching up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539492050718875778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TOA6q68y4II/AAAAAAAABIE/fEYYLY_MZnk/s400/Yo%2527s%2Bbelly%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4155817291868959322?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4155817291868959322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4155817291868959322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4155817291868959322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4155817291868959322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/11/lance-is-going-to-be-blood-uncle.html' title='Lance is going to be a blood uncle!!!'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TOA6qgJd7II/AAAAAAAABH8/kJeUv4LYfjA/s72-c/Yo%2527s%2Bbelly2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7613832300997421228</id><published>2010-11-10T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:14:21.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>We are experiencing technical difficulties at this time, it's called nursing school finals, NCLEX, ATI = Stress.  We will be back momentarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Orr's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7613832300997421228?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7613832300997421228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7613832300997421228&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7613832300997421228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7613832300997421228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/11/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3731067237719614888</id><published>2010-08-26T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:54:00.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF45Ft2f7_I/AAAAAAAABHk/Sdwc6dcOLXk/s1600/38952_1520831946690_1411307533_1367062_3135939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502898565063634930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF45Ft2f7_I/AAAAAAAABHk/Sdwc6dcOLXk/s400/38952_1520831946690_1411307533_1367062_3135939_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know the boys are camouflaged but they are on the pillars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF45FL8X4HI/AAAAAAAABHc/ufd63CuOa6A/s1600/38952_1520831866688_1411307533_1367060_4504328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502898555961466994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF45FL8X4HI/AAAAAAAABHc/ufd63CuOa6A/s400/38952_1520831866688_1411307533_1367060_4504328_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my best friend Lacie took the boys out on a mommy-son date. We went to the arcades and golfed in the glowing pirates cove. We pretty much just climbed on everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44uT5zrpI/AAAAAAAABHU/sUmh4MNZR6A/s1600/weoi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502898162961198738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44uT5zrpI/AAAAAAAABHU/sUmh4MNZR6A/s400/weoi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44tuy9bII/AAAAAAAABHE/7L7IVQ0BiSI/s1600/34249_1508316833820_1411307533_1336221_3664626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502898153000365186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44tuy9bII/AAAAAAAABHE/7L7IVQ0BiSI/s400/34249_1508316833820_1411307533_1336221_3664626_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44tIszhZI/AAAAAAAABG8/WOWmXFJX97U/s1600/34249_1508316913822_1411307533_1336223_4897592_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502898142774003090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44tIszhZI/AAAAAAAABG8/WOWmXFJX97U/s400/34249_1508316913822_1411307533_1336223_4897592_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little boy has been a busy Mr. popular this summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502898153351337074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44twGo1HI/AAAAAAAABHM/Q4DEjEJsiaU/s400/kjh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44snFH3_I/AAAAAAAABG0/gPWpYyidBe0/s1600/%3Bilahewg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502898133749194738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF44snFH3_I/AAAAAAAABG0/gPWpYyidBe0/s400/%3Bilahewg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3731067237719614888?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3731067237719614888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3731067237719614888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3731067237719614888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3731067237719614888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF45Ft2f7_I/AAAAAAAABHk/Sdwc6dcOLXk/s72-c/38952_1520831946690_1411307533_1367062_3135939_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5258492021290864224</id><published>2010-08-12T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:49:00.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>We have a pool in our new 'complex' that no one goes to.  We rock this place and me and Logan are there all the time.  He brought his friend Kayla and they had a blast as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF432Vlv9RI/AAAAAAAABGs/m5as3epyC7I/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502897201341265170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF432Vlv9RI/AAAAAAAABGs/m5as3epyC7I/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43j7qlmUI/AAAAAAAABGk/4hiyoFUVfkE/s1600/40485_423137719348_748044348_4587365_709423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502896885144590658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43j7qlmUI/AAAAAAAABGk/4hiyoFUVfkE/s400/40485_423137719348_748044348_4587365_709423_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43jkM0o8I/AAAAAAAABGc/mO6krbKji7E/s1600/39212_423137774348_748044348_4587372_2821521_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502896878845731778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43jkM0o8I/AAAAAAAABGc/mO6krbKji7E/s400/39212_423137774348_748044348_4587372_2821521_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43jKVILXI/AAAAAAAABGU/KZ9Nc_fEyKM/s1600/38541_423137794348_748044348_4587373_505722_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502896871901244786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43jKVILXI/AAAAAAAABGU/KZ9Nc_fEyKM/s400/38541_423137794348_748044348_4587373_505722_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think it's time Logan get a life jacket that fits? Lol reminds me of Richard Sims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43is1sLXI/AAAAAAAABGM/TfHA6WC4p9k/s1600/38781_423137739348_748044348_4587368_1271732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502896863984758130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43is1sLXI/AAAAAAAABGM/TfHA6WC4p9k/s400/38781_423137739348_748044348_4587368_1271732_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43iPA6ELI/AAAAAAAABGE/752Q-nvWswM/s1600/38781_423137729348_748044348_4587366_1166095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502896855978741938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF43iPA6ELI/AAAAAAAABGE/752Q-nvWswM/s400/38781_423137729348_748044348_4587366_1166095_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have no idea what I just said but they apparently the weren't happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5258492021290864224?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5258492021290864224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5258492021290864224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5258492021290864224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5258492021290864224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/08/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF432Vlv9RI/AAAAAAAABGs/m5as3epyC7I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6991231802184561415</id><published>2010-08-10T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:19:00.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went camping up by causey dam the end of July with some friends. It was a wild time and the kids loved it! The first night we had a jump rope and push up competition which I lost so I had to cook and clean after every meal on the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second night we discovered our grill had a leak in it, we used what we called "inmate innovations" we balanced our grill on rocks and the edge of the fire pit and cooked our dinner. The men were very proud of themselves for this. The steak only took an hour to cook but it was delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892628638255378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zsK8ZSRI/AAAAAAAABFU/A1RGd7qxzJg/s400/lsdkfj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892327608737170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zaphXXZI/AAAAAAAABFE/RsGGHL3TKvw/s400/sldkfj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next activity was fishing! Logan and Mia had new fishing poles and were obsessed with 'fishing' which was really throwing our their line and reeling it back in. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zs5YUABI/AAAAAAAABFk/gxX3_CSAI3k/s1600/woeir.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502894585697605522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF41eFjtF5I/AAAAAAAABFs/KTiH1jcEk_c/s400/lskdfj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892641103380498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zs5YUABI/AAAAAAAABFk/gxX3_CSAI3k/s400/woeir.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zsRGynuI/AAAAAAAABFc/aBkHI8nT5as/s1600/ytyt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892630292471522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zsRGynuI/AAAAAAAABFc/aBkHI8nT5as/s400/ytyt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892315221514306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zZ7YBWEI/AAAAAAAABE0/XXxmhPTTJgk/s400/lskdfj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502894593256406242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF41eht3POI/AAAAAAAABF0/485Vl2fTvEQ/s400/sl%3Bdif.bmp" border="0" /&gt;These are Logans muscles. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502894602258873218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF41fDQN-4I/AAAAAAAABF8/ElHIyqUWjRY/s400/qw.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Yup you &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; got tickets to the gun show. Just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zZsm10NI/AAAAAAAABEs/E3-GwKH19kk/s1600/l,kjs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892311257141458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zZsm10NI/AAAAAAAABEs/E3-GwKH19kk/s400/l,kjs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fishing looks exhilerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502891905905726706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zCGjiFPI/AAAAAAAABEM/K8akTGrcAiI/s400/%3Bsldjfk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zDkeNMnI/AAAAAAAABEk/Zq6_P2faMcM/s1600/fios.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502891931116319346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zDkeNMnI/AAAAAAAABEk/Zq6_P2faMcM/s400/fios.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502890176201598722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4xda57pwI/AAAAAAAABD8/Zf4dFQ8r5PU/s400/j%27g.bmp" border="0" /&gt; The next portion of the fun involved tubing down the Weber river. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suprisingly no one got seriously injured, except Jason did try to go down on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a tube that had a weight limit of 60 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892322334175138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zaV3z76I/AAAAAAAABE8/dTpR9l4Oh3U/s400/oweir.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502892615812878674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zrbKlkVI/AAAAAAAABFM/oW8LVhifceE/s400/uhbnnf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zDIRegDI/AAAAAAAABEc/geY-Cij_O34/s1600/eee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502891923546734642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zDIRegDI/AAAAAAAABEc/geY-Cij_O34/s400/eee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zCaSCN9I/AAAAAAAABEU/ZFEuRbaukIA/s1600/ccc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502891911201044434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zCaSCN9I/AAAAAAAABEU/ZFEuRbaukIA/s400/ccc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zByEY80I/AAAAAAAABEE/WGyOLzYFFD0/s1600/%3Bklj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502891900406395714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zByEY80I/AAAAAAAABEE/WGyOLzYFFD0/s400/%3Bklj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Betcha thought Lance left the metal detectors and gold pans home didn't you. &lt;br /&gt;Nope, he brought both detectors and pans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats my man. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4xNRGKP-I/AAAAAAAABDk/oKSF_nJvWc4/s1600/ytyt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502889898690625506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4xNRGKP-I/AAAAAAAABDk/oKSF_nJvWc4/s400/ytyt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4xMpcAi0I/AAAAAAAABDU/XwZtBrpod_0/s1600/%3Balsjf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502889888044845890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4xMpcAi0I/AAAAAAAABDU/XwZtBrpod_0/s400/%3Balsjf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got pretty good at hobo showers by the time we went home, we all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smelled like roses.  Gotta love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been an awesome summer so far &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6991231802184561415?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6991231802184561415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6991231802184561415&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6991231802184561415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6991231802184561415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/08/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4zsK8ZSRI/AAAAAAAABFU/A1RGd7qxzJg/s72-c/lsdkfj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-748027565999901552</id><published>2010-08-07T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T21:19:16.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family photo sneak peeks...</title><content type='html'>We got our pictures taken by a professional photographer, my sister came along because the photographer was teaching her how to use her camera and what to photograph etc etc.  Well the photographer is still editing our pics but here is what my sister took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vitrSwXI/AAAAAAAABDM/A3Bg1caJwIc/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502888068116562290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vitrSwXI/AAAAAAAABDM/A3Bg1caJwIc/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4viGIdKDI/AAAAAAAABDE/xVkb7kLkQJw/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502888057501460530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4viGIdKDI/AAAAAAAABDE/xVkb7kLkQJw/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vh7PDxpI/AAAAAAAABC8/A3eAhwPmvlc/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502888054576367250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vh7PDxpI/AAAAAAAABC8/A3eAhwPmvlc/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vaJczXzI/AAAAAAAABC0/-xleF-Lx15k/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887920953155378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vaJczXzI/AAAAAAAABC0/-xleF-Lx15k/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vZhzP-3I/AAAAAAAABCs/GSl3ObVV7Uc/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887910309886834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vZhzP-3I/AAAAAAAABCs/GSl3ObVV7Uc/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vZa1yNMI/AAAAAAAABCk/LSq2aXSNSBs/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887908441470146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vZa1yNMI/AAAAAAAABCk/LSq2aXSNSBs/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vZBUAi2I/AAAAAAAABCc/Yhbj-OYrSIs/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887901588917090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vZBUAi2I/AAAAAAAABCc/Yhbj-OYrSIs/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vYpLnQzI/AAAAAAAABCU/xazwyTvVcZI/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887895111254834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vYpLnQzI/AAAAAAAABCU/xazwyTvVcZI/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vKbN1NbI/AAAAAAAABCE/qqtA7TWLMAI/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887650844292530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vKbN1NbI/AAAAAAAABCE/qqtA7TWLMAI/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vJ0x2hSI/AAAAAAAABB8/FCiGm0M22RE/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887640526390562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vJ0x2hSI/AAAAAAAABB8/FCiGm0M22RE/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vJWK_K6I/AAAAAAAABBs/5c5gQV2qcU8/s1600/946800366_ztSjn-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502887632310315938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vJWK_K6I/AAAAAAAABBs/5c5gQV2qcU8/s400/946800366_ztSjn-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q7BOUgOI/AAAAAAAABBk/-i1n9uF3a6E/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502882988122472674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q7BOUgOI/AAAAAAAABBk/-i1n9uF3a6E/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q678qvOI/AAAAAAAABBc/iGucsnEty-w/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502882986706255074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q678qvOI/AAAAAAAABBc/iGucsnEty-w/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q6nuV95I/AAAAAAAABBU/huOP1n_8GL8/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502882981277464466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q6nuV95I/AAAAAAAABBU/huOP1n_8GL8/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q6SeSasI/AAAAAAAABBM/__0d2RK-3f4/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502882975572978370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q6SeSasI/AAAAAAAABBM/__0d2RK-3f4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q5639hqI/AAAAAAAABBE/icZvBPINU0I/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502882969238210210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4q5639hqI/AAAAAAAABBE/icZvBPINU0I/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It will be interesting to see what the edited versions look like!  I'm excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-748027565999901552?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/748027565999901552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=748027565999901552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/748027565999901552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/748027565999901552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-photo-sneak-peeks.html' title='Family photo sneak peeks...'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TF4vitrSwXI/AAAAAAAABDM/A3Bg1caJwIc/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8301770220110184489</id><published>2010-07-20T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:06:26.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>Uncle Sean and and Aunt Yolanda came to town for the 4rth of July and throughout the festivities this is the only almost picture I got of them.  This is Lance, Sean and Logans bums walking to start golfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaL5IvagPI/AAAAAAAABA0/Q4gACSI40_A/s1600/sean+and+loga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496234208967426290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaL5IvagPI/AAAAAAAABA0/Q4gACSI40_A/s400/sean+and+loga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan loved playing and has begged me to go ever since.  It was a very busy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaL4ncKJSI/AAAAAAAABAs/3QF2K40xvxk/s1600/golfing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496234200028292386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaL4ncKJSI/AAAAAAAABAs/3QF2K40xvxk/s400/golfing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And ended like this.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496234197373487538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaL4djNCbI/AAAAAAAABAk/t5TKfJV7ag8/s400/sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496234212844054258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaL5XLrJvI/AAAAAAAABA8/q19t6WwWHmY/s400/passed+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next night we went to Grandpa and Grandma Orr's for BBQ, Smores (delicious) and fire works.  I only had my camera phone on me so the pictures are fuzzy but you get the idea. Here is silly Logan pulling faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaI-NWNdLI/AAAAAAAABAM/SNAFmWingl0/s1600/silly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496230997568353458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaI-NWNdLI/AAAAAAAABAM/SNAFmWingl0/s400/silly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Logan kept taking Grandpa's hat, he finally gave Logan his own!  They are to cute.  Grandpa has 2 fingers and Logan has 4 up for their favorite driver, Jeff Gordon.  Grandpa is counting down the days until he can get this kid in a race car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaI98lFiPI/AAAAAAAABAE/kkbI8yDbI2s/s1600/grampa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496230993067346162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaI98lFiPI/AAAAAAAABAE/kkbI8yDbI2s/s400/grampa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaI9ecD1nI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Shfo0nFmfAs/s1600/bball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496230984976422514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaI9ecD1nI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Shfo0nFmfAs/s400/bball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this day ended like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496231006077005170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaI-tC1LXI/AAAAAAAABAU/iPJ5Yk2zz7o/s400/sleepy+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The entire summer Logan has passed out early cuz we drag him around everywhere with us and wear the poor kid out!  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496231947870042578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaJ1hfyedI/AAAAAAAABAc/ObD9CvYOqEQ/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are looking forward to camping all next week!  Lance got him warmed up with some cat fishing on Sunday.  They also tricked me into smelling cat fish baite which turns out to be poop, they think they are so clever.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many more pictures to come from yours truly, the slacking blogger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8301770220110184489?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8301770220110184489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8301770220110184489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8301770220110184489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8301770220110184489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TEaL5IvagPI/AAAAAAAABA0/Q4gACSI40_A/s72-c/sean+and+loga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-364862223824691210</id><published>2010-06-18T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T06:59:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDJSx_ASI/AAAAAAAAA_0/eSvhY9GjhyE/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We took Logan to whatever they had going on at Layton Hills mall a few weeks ago. You know, when all the old guys with no teeth make you pay $3 to get on their filthy rides that last 1 minute. Yup carnivals. filled with carnies. Despite seeing all the cracked out clowns and conductors, Logan had fun. And thats all that matters :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483558216983839010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDJSx_ASI/AAAAAAAAA_0/eSvhY9GjhyE/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDIotqaGI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2IWYbUWkdm0/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483558205691422818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDIotqaGI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2IWYbUWkdm0/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDINvVDYI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Gwwo2A4y5Dw/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483558198450654594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDINvVDYI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Gwwo2A4y5Dw/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDG313OvI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gby0Zg80md0/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483558175392611058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDG313OvI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gby0Zg80md0/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCEQKKFgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/XCPP4jAupCs/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483557030868948482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCEQKKFgI/AAAAAAAAA_U/XCPP4jAupCs/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCDDh2RyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/8E2bD06bOas/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483557010298783522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCDDh2RyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/8E2bD06bOas/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCClu52yI/AAAAAAAAA_E/yYNMEWb55gc/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483557002300480290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCClu52yI/AAAAAAAAA_E/yYNMEWb55gc/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCCKuPCcI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Dinyrdy6u-8/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483556995049916866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCCKuPCcI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Dinyrdy6u-8/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCBFDNloI/AAAAAAAAA-0/6sTx1e1-QcA/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483556976347420290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmCBFDNloI/AAAAAAAAA-0/6sTx1e1-QcA/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the weekend my family helped Kelly move, these are the stickers that were in my purse from her boxes, Logan found them while we were on our way to the carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-364862223824691210?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/364862223824691210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=364862223824691210&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/364862223824691210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/364862223824691210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/06/carnies.html' title='Carnies'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBmDJSx_ASI/AAAAAAAAA_0/eSvhY9GjhyE/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-288010188957365789</id><published>2010-06-15T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T06:52:31.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Takin a break</title><content type='html'>I thought having all this freetime away from school would leave me time to blog, but as usual I suck.  Sorry!  I'll give a short script update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lance was in the ER for heart issues that made him black out at work, long story short we are seeing a speacialist and Lance is off caffiene for good and getting help with his sleeping pattern, he has PVC's and a right bundle branch block, both minor things if kept under control but with Lance's sleep schedule and caffine intake it took its toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I guess thats about the only important news worth posting about.  I've got some pictures from the fair and swimming and such I'll put on here but right now I'm at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I stole this pic off of Lindsey's blog, this is Logan at Rees's birthday party where he threw a fit because he couldn't hold her new bunny, sigh* at least he is still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBeEOHSw0VI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lOnnDjJjPM8/s1600/logan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482996449357648210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBeEOHSw0VI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lOnnDjJjPM8/s400/logan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-288010188957365789?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/288010188957365789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=288010188957365789&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/288010188957365789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/288010188957365789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/06/takin-break.html' title='Takin a break'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/TBeEOHSw0VI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lOnnDjJjPM8/s72-c/logan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6182079925505359594</id><published>2010-05-22T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T09:14:52.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gB5RharGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mFkg9t-OUtA/s1600/So+tiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474127430536572002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gB5RharGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mFkg9t-OUtA/s400/So+tiny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the time off from school over this summer has been really getting to me in the baby wanting department. This morning I snuck in and kissed Logan before my run and his breath smelled like baby breath which is odd since he usually has the worst morning breath. It brought back so many memories and made my heart ache to cuddle with another little baby. Lance and I have discussed the issue which we had aggreed on trying next February since that would give me 3 months after I graduate nursing till I had another, but Lance says it just isn't going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474127892280033586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gCUJpowTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yknKWl7cNWw/s400/levi+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474127417677764690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gB4hno2FI/AAAAAAAAA98/nXnoPm_XI0Q/s400/big+cheeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He is the logical thinker of the two of us, and he doesn't want to have another until we have an actual house and I have a steady job. Damn, good argument huh? I wanted Logan and the baby to be close but even if we tried next year they would be 5 years apart, so I guess whats another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474127902231598258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gCUuuRlLI/AAAAAAAAA-c/F18RlXk9W9M/s400/logan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not being in school for the summer is a cruel break and makes me want to move on with life but I know life stops once I go back, its just to busy. Meanwhile we are sweating buckets since our renters lease ends in December and we don't think they will renew, which puts us with rent and mortgage. Someone else in our same condo complex listed theirs for $9,000 less then what we bought ours for YIKES! If we sold in December we are going to end up paying :( stupid economy! If I was able to work full time we could hold both places for awhile but there is no way I can since I don't get another break (like this summer) till I graduate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474127428410682914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gB5JmkLiI/AAAAAAAAA-E/tKxaQN_K9ik/s400/Hoodie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Can you blame me for wanting another, he is just so sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats my worries right now. School is harder then I thought when you have to put your life on hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474128526693982050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gC5FBtX2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/eLUNv73S24w/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6182079925505359594?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6182079925505359594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6182079925505359594&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6182079925505359594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6182079925505359594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-blue.html' title='Baby Blue'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S_gB5RharGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mFkg9t-OUtA/s72-c/So+tiny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4234335571376789706</id><published>2010-05-18T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:56:00.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been going strong since 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zp6iHr_1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/4H86QNXRYDc/s1600/mia+and+logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466501239521673042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zp6iHr_1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/4H86QNXRYDc/s400/mia+and+logan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4234335571376789706?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4234335571376789706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4234335571376789706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4234335571376789706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4234335571376789706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/cuties.html' title='Cuties'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zp6iHr_1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/4H86QNXRYDc/s72-c/mia+and+logan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8172192982425371283</id><published>2010-05-15T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T19:50:00.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><content type='html'>Cut off 12 inches of my hair and it hurt me deep inside.  First we started with 4 inches, but the bottom layer was waaaay longer then the top layer (which were different colors).  So... we chopped it all.  I only cried once and swore to kill everyone who asked why I cut it.  But now I'm over it, it's easy, light, and it will grow back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zo8uQeGRI/AAAAAAAAA9k/T7OyI1XKFug/s1600/5k+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466500177627846930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zo8uQeGRI/AAAAAAAAA9k/T7OyI1XKFug/s400/5k+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zo8BTBg_I/AAAAAAAAA9c/rPtv0wUx9qU/s1600/5k+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466500165558961138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zo8BTBg_I/AAAAAAAAA9c/rPtv0wUx9qU/s400/5k+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, I also got bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zo7vj_LnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/43oOqqA98lM/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466500160798273138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zo7vj_LnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/43oOqqA98lM/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8172192982425371283?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8172192982425371283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8172192982425371283&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8172192982425371283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8172192982425371283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zo8uQeGRI/AAAAAAAAA9k/T7OyI1XKFug/s72-c/5k+115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3037540045207394593</id><published>2010-05-13T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T06:40:00.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One funny boy</title><content type='html'>Since Logans learned to dress himself he has been putting all his clothes on backwards and comes out saying,"Ready!" and then busts up laughing. He thinks it is the funniest thing ever. Me... not so much, especially when we are already running late for school. Well this was a new one I'd never seen before, he laughed and laughed at my reaction. Silly boy. Do they ever get boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9znIXjtgQI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Gutf1ukV6ak/s1600/hey+girl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466498178669707522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9znIXjtgQI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Gutf1ukV6ak/s400/hey+girl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9znILzX5rI/AAAAAAAAA88/NeUv9Xd5_90/s1600/hey+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466498175514175154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9znILzX5rI/AAAAAAAAA88/NeUv9Xd5_90/s400/hey+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I'M READY!" LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3037540045207394593?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3037540045207394593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3037540045207394593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3037540045207394593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3037540045207394593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-funny-boy.html' title='One funny boy'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9znIXjtgQI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Gutf1ukV6ak/s72-c/hey+girl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8675821786910033118</id><published>2010-05-10T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:03:00.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party hardy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zmeLZiULI/AAAAAAAAA80/qUk5w-CBci4/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466497453851300018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zmeLZiULI/AAAAAAAAA80/qUk5w-CBci4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have I ever mentioned I'm a bad picture taker? My family had a random game and snack party saturday for my sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; who just got into the master program for accounting at Westminster! My dad threw my name on the cake as well cuz I got a 4.0 this semester. Then mid celebration we added my little sisters name because she FINALLY declared her major. Well the only 2 pictures I got of the whole celebration were of these two stinkers making everyone pull them around on a towell. Brolan kept wandering off, he is the busiest little boy you'll ever meet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464261939482922242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9T1SHaRDQI/AAAAAAAAA68/49OixMCC0oY/s400/kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2633215970795452894-8675821786910033118?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8675821786910033118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8675821786910033118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8675821786910033118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8675821786910033118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/party-hardy.html' title='Party hardy'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zmeLZiULI/AAAAAAAAA80/qUk5w-CBci4/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4879945887812067662</id><published>2010-05-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:00:09.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no bun in my oven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zlx2uTLDI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ld7B_cfIKz8/s1600/oven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466496692386999346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zlx2uTLDI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ld7B_cfIKz8/s400/oven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After almost 60 years of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my green goddess oven has gone to a better place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where no one burns food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are no black clouds over head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pist.&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/2633215970795452894-4879945887812067662?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4879945887812067662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4879945887812067662&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4879945887812067662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4879945887812067662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/there-is-no-bun-in-my-oven.html' title='There is no bun in my oven'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zlx2uTLDI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ld7B_cfIKz8/s72-c/oven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3878003266409441128</id><published>2010-05-03T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:28:00.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zkv0U7YPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/sufGMPRTKJY/s1600/chillen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466495557872345330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zkv0U7YPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/sufGMPRTKJY/s400/chillen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are the best days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm savoring the moments until I go back to work full time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm training in ER admitting in hopes when I graduate Nursing next July that I can get a position there, the ER would be sooooo fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3878003266409441128?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3878003266409441128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3878003266409441128&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3878003266409441128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3878003266409441128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/lazy-days.html' title='lazy days'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zkv0U7YPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/sufGMPRTKJY/s72-c/chillen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5035479093532261990</id><published>2010-05-02T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:00:00.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm officially a soccer mom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he is soooo excited, almost as much as I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zni6BOf4I/AAAAAAAAA9M/q8syoSf1jOU/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466498634596908930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zni6BOf4I/AAAAAAAAA9M/q8syoSf1jOU/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The game consists of four 5 minute quarters which is hilarious to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty sure there will be no cordination or organization to the four year old game of soccer but it sure looks entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandparents, games start every Saturday in August, I'll let you know the times when I get the schedule.  Yeeha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/2633215970795452894-5035479093532261990?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5035479093532261990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5035479093532261990&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5035479093532261990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5035479093532261990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/watch-out.html' title='Watch Out'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zni6BOf4I/AAAAAAAAA9M/q8syoSf1jOU/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3067598263580283405</id><published>2010-05-01T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T11:21:33.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School is out for the summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll see all you fine classmates in August!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zesd0ZrcI/AAAAAAAAA70/8D82CQpHoQg/s1600/5k+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466488903220964802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zesd0ZrcI/AAAAAAAAA70/8D82CQpHoQg/s400/5k+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zer66FnAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/HwzchqZyLCw/s1600/5k+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466488893849574402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zer66FnAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/HwzchqZyLCw/s400/5k+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zerCiHXiI/AAAAAAAAA7k/voSFWoiKOFU/s1600/5k+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466488878716640802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zerCiHXiI/AAAAAAAAA7k/voSFWoiKOFU/s400/5k+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the 6 boys of our class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466489904087639826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zfmuVnJxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/d32X2E6ffoU/s400/5k+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zeqaSKCRI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HqkcHZ7EgwM/s1600/5k+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466488867912288530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zeqaSKCRI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HqkcHZ7EgwM/s400/5k+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zepwfGmiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/fnKBoQ-KbGU/s1600/5k+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466488856692300322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zepwfGmiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/fnKBoQ-KbGU/s400/5k+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Except the following, who are making me run all summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466489767840368978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zfeyxuyVI/AAAAAAAAA8M/W2nDsQswORw/s400/5k+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466489759014293330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zfeR5bj1I/AAAAAAAAA8E/eVapTOPGKiY/s400/5k+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466489776767841682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zffUCNNZI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OKr0Ff9Ud4Y/s400/5k+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thats what you get&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3067598263580283405?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3067598263580283405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3067598263580283405&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3067598263580283405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3067598263580283405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/school-is-out-for-summer.html' title='School is out for the summer'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9zesd0ZrcI/AAAAAAAAA70/8D82CQpHoQg/s72-c/5k+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2552996010222611457</id><published>2010-04-25T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:25:54.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I've lost my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464266555852242050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9T5e0uevII/AAAAAAAAA7E/i864Jw-ugIM/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some odd reason I got the notion in my head that I am going to run a &lt;em&gt;half marathon&lt;/em&gt; in August. I have some sweet talking classmates who are getting me to do this ridiculous stunt. They have become my personal trainers. I have ran three 5K's in the last 3 Saturdays. I start out very motivated and about mid mile 2 I start thinking how much I HATE RUNNING, and how I never want to run again. Every race I do worse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st 31 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd 34 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd 36 minutes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miraculously the next day I forget how much I hate running and I go again. I don't know how I will make it from barely being able to run 3 miles to running 13. Please pray for me and my self confidence because it's dwindling right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also the day after running, my right knee hurts so dang bad! Yet when I run it doesn't hurt at all. So nursing students, here is the challenge: find out what I have and relieve my pain physically and mentally so I will like running. I've self diagnosed myself with bursitis, Osgood schlatters disease, and a weak belief system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please Cure me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And leave me some good tips from all you marathon junkies!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464266560981925714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9T5fH1ff1I/AAAAAAAAA7M/jen4FPmMvaA/s400/GetAttachment1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup thats my best friend Lacie and she is in on it to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-2552996010222611457?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2552996010222611457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=2552996010222611457&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2552996010222611457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2552996010222611457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-ive-lost-my-mind.html' title='I think I&apos;ve lost my mind'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S9T5e0uevII/AAAAAAAAA7E/i864Jw-ugIM/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-719272246200803816</id><published>2010-04-12T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:18:46.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your a nursing student when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S8PUOwys38I/AAAAAAAAA60/bFwOaiBLpoU/s1600/StressedOUT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459440523383988162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S8PUOwys38I/AAAAAAAAA60/bFwOaiBLpoU/s400/StressedOUT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your notes are always with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have dark circles under your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think you have symptoms of diseases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cry easily and for no apparent reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You haven't blogged for over a month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry, Finals are next week and I'll be back for the summer in full force. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile this is what I look like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459440517146222850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S8PUOZjgIQI/AAAAAAAAA6s/lnkpn_JHbss/s400/stressed_out2.jpg" border="0" /&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/2633215970795452894-719272246200803816?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/719272246200803816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=719272246200803816&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/719272246200803816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/719272246200803816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-know-your-nursing-student-when.html' title='You know your a nursing student when...'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S8PUOwys38I/AAAAAAAAA60/bFwOaiBLpoU/s72-c/StressedOUT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-40584524354318711</id><published>2010-03-13T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:39:28.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Cold</title><content type='html'>This picture was taken at 6:30pm during dinner.  Logan was out for the night after 2 bites of potatoes and didnt wake up till 8 the next day!  This kid can stay up till 10 usually, no sweat.  What a cutie eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S5x2DSY3pQI/AAAAAAAAA6k/3O1uqdVJ_8A/s1600-h/log.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448359448059290882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S5x2DSY3pQI/AAAAAAAAA6k/3O1uqdVJ_8A/s400/log.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-40584524354318711?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/40584524354318711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=40584524354318711&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/40584524354318711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/40584524354318711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-cold.html' title='Out Cold'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S5x2DSY3pQI/AAAAAAAAA6k/3O1uqdVJ_8A/s72-c/log.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7353351434534544128</id><published>2010-02-28T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:26:00.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lances Crew Shake up</title><content type='html'>Lances work finally told them how they split up the crew, he was pretty upset by it.  Luckily he is still on the right shift so he will switch to days which was the biggest worry we had.  I got him a few pick-me-ups which included our first date night in MONTHS!  I totally should have used this for Valentines day... What was I thinking.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438336844321232418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3jai96vliI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rsohkjLQ80Y/s400/jan+10+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7353351434534544128?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7353351434534544128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7353351434534544128&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7353351434534544128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7353351434534544128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/lances-crew-shake-up.html' title='Lances Crew Shake up'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3jai96vliI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rsohkjLQ80Y/s72-c/jan+10+075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5433305985911139525</id><published>2010-02-23T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:19:00.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brolan</title><content type='html'>I got to tend my cute one and only nephew Brolan Lee.  He is already betroathed to &lt;a href="http://mommymattersblog.com/"&gt;Karin's &lt;/a&gt;daughter so dont get any ideas ladies.  Those dimples will melt your heart eh?  I think the blonde hair and bright blue eyes is going to run in the grandkid family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bRXdXj0FI/AAAAAAAAA4s/TD6T1aP7rLw/s1600-h/jan+10+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437763801047093330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bRXdXj0FI/AAAAAAAAA4s/TD6T1aP7rLw/s400/jan+10+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bRW0AI9lI/AAAAAAAAA4k/8r3tHj8TjCE/s1600-h/jan+10+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437763789943010898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bRW0AI9lI/AAAAAAAAA4k/8r3tHj8TjCE/s400/jan+10+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bRWVVjORI/AAAAAAAAA4c/a4HQgMP6y84/s1600-h/jan+10+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437763781711313170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bRWVVjORI/AAAAAAAAA4c/a4HQgMP6y84/s400/jan+10+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5433305985911139525?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5433305985911139525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5433305985911139525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5433305985911139525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5433305985911139525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/brolan.html' title='Brolan'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bRXdXj0FI/AAAAAAAAA4s/TD6T1aP7rLw/s72-c/jan+10+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8284085520756464839</id><published>2010-02-21T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:08:00.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappa Orr is a bad Influence</title><content type='html'>Last week Lance's dad AKA "Crappa Orr", watched Logan while I went to a study group. They sat and watched their favorite TV show, Nascar! Well that night we got home about 10 and because I'm persistant on Logan dressing himself I left him alone and said that we could read a book after he got into his PJ's. Well after about 5 minutes of waiting for him I went to see what he was up to. And this is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438333239415246594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3jXRImLjwI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6IwQ3eN4Nlo/s400/jan+10+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Wizord of Oz instinct told me to follow the white squared road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438333229205274114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3jXQij7vgI/AAAAAAAAA58/lVsefyTPCjs/s400/jan+10+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When I asked him what he was doing he said very matter-of-factly; "Grampa say to make Nascar Track! It goes around and around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438333223518339154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3jXQNYEAFI/AAAAAAAAA50/ILwxVXwWDx0/s400/jan+10+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now his new task was to clean up the TP, (He was in his PJ's so I couldn't get to mad even if it was after 10pm.) Well he brought me the roll and was so excited that his Nascar track was portable and had a "garage" for his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438333247506306994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3jXRmvPV7I/AAAAAAAAA6M/9F4K470Hr7I/s400/jan+10+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a cheezer! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I haven't verified the story with Crappa Orr yet but I have a feeling he didn't instruct my 3 year old to make a track with toilet paper, at least I hope not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8284085520756464839?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8284085520756464839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8284085520756464839&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8284085520756464839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8284085520756464839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/crappa-orr-is-bad-influence.html' title='Crappa Orr is a bad Influence'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3jXRImLjwI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6IwQ3eN4Nlo/s72-c/jan+10+115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3587467753016348310</id><published>2010-02-17T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:00:08.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759734443073202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNqwFm3rI/AAAAAAAAA30/Wl_f6C2Jl1o/s400/jan+10+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Vegas, Here we come... you should be scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bOB-MPfwI/AAAAAAAAA4E/h29uFL1AZG8/s1600-h/jan+10+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760133365989122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bOB-MPfwI/AAAAAAAAA4E/h29uFL1AZG8/s400/jan+10+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out the window is supposed to be the strip but Lance is a genius with the camera.  We stayed on Freemont street at the Nugget, check out the shark tank!  They have a slide going right threw it.  I was determined to swim even though it snowed when we were there, it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNrvnLQhI/AAAAAAAAA38/I4f1xz5olLs/s1600-h/jan+10+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759751495303698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNrvnLQhI/AAAAAAAAA38/I4f1xz5olLs/s400/jan+10+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760140061918242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bOCXIrRCI/AAAAAAAAA4M/uN0tB16QCeI/s400/jan+10+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNp-p2KWI/AAAAAAAAA3k/_aB1Y3_B6d8/s1600-h/jan+10+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759721173297506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNp-p2KWI/AAAAAAAAA3k/_aB1Y3_B6d8/s400/jan+10+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lance Loves his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNpRWDRhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/MbRx1W7SctE/s1600-h/jan+10+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759709010675218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNpRWDRhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/MbRx1W7SctE/s400/jan+10+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the light show on Freemont street!&lt;br /&gt;Yes Lance had a beer in his hand at all times.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759726316316034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNqR0CZYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ihpUm3F0CUI/s400/jan+10+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now my FAVORITE part.  Lance surprised me with tickets to "KA" it is part of the Cirque de soliel but has more dancing it it.  I snuck some pictures that turned out horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNIDtGPCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/IOvJMyAuczk/s1600-h/jan+10+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759138413558818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNIDtGPCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/IOvJMyAuczk/s400/jan+10+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759145718941506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNIe61h0I/AAAAAAAAA3U/ht8_OE6R7dI/s400/jan+10+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the last moment Lance was awake, I looked over halfway thru and Lance was passed out snoring.  $300 for tickets to the show, Sleeping thru the entrie thing priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNHHco73I/AAAAAAAAA28/sbfiHjS_yEI/s1600-h/jan+10+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759122238402418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNHHco73I/AAAAAAAAA28/sbfiHjS_yEI/s400/jan+10+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Someone saw us struggling to take a picture of us so they offered to help.  Our plan was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to only ask really obese people to take our picture so we could chase them down if they decided to run with it.  You gotta do what you gotta do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNGvpmndI/AAAAAAAAA20/exdyHov8wtw/s1600-h/jan+10+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437759115850325458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNGvpmndI/AAAAAAAAA20/exdyHov8wtw/s400/jan+10+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had so much fun but were pretty anxious to go back home to see our little boy.   I missed him terribly, who wouldn't?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437760153507306962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bODJOTndI/AAAAAAAAA4U/3lOBX3e9Soo/s400/jan+10+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3587467753016348310?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3587467753016348310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3587467753016348310&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3587467753016348310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3587467753016348310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas Baby'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bNqwFm3rI/AAAAAAAAA30/Wl_f6C2Jl1o/s72-c/jan+10+098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3281955550986258234</id><published>2010-02-15T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:27:00.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Group anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I am absolutely loving school. It was something I had dreaded for months and now that its here, after only a month I don't remember what life was like without it! I was lucky enough to join the smartest study group in the whole class. Seriously these girls come prepared with color coded graphs and packets of self made questions to help us with our tests. I have always been a B average student and I blame these girls for making me an obsessive A+ student. Although Logan took these pics, here are my girlies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bUE5B58TI/AAAAAAAAA5E/_Gy20ObyWQU/s1600-h/jan+10+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437766780589830450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bUE5B58TI/AAAAAAAAA5E/_Gy20ObyWQU/s400/jan+10+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bUEaiB3MI/AAAAAAAAA48/5JxsQW_rQjc/s1600-h/jan+10+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437766772403068098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bUEaiB3MI/AAAAAAAAA48/5JxsQW_rQjc/s400/jan+10+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have study group once a week every week for our test and every host makes a snack or treat.  We have a blast and yes, Lance, we really do study, are fully clothed, and there are not pillows anywhere in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bUD_itTzI/AAAAAAAAA40/AmIKn3NjauM/s1600-h/jan+10+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437766765158158130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bUD_itTzI/AAAAAAAAA40/AmIKn3NjauM/s400/jan+10+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I coudn't have been luckier with the class I'm in, I love all these girls and am pretty excited (and unprepared) for clinicals next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedclan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hannah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jillynandryangraham.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jillyn&lt;/a&gt;, Tristie, &lt;a href="http://tingey4.blogspot.com/?zx=c823ad83bc4a01d4"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;, Kallae and &lt;a href="http://ryandani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dannielle&lt;/a&gt;.. you guys ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3281955550986258234?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3281955550986258234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3281955550986258234&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3281955550986258234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3281955550986258234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/study-group-anyone.html' title='Study Group anyone?'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bUE5B58TI/AAAAAAAAA5E/_Gy20ObyWQU/s72-c/jan+10+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4533092756894888251</id><published>2010-02-13T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:55:47.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bountiful baskets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What could I possibly be so excited about that gets me up on a Saturday at 7am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bJlDhcdEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/F4pJ-vQn-1Q/s1600-h/jan+10+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437755238534378562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bJlDhcdEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/F4pJ-vQn-1Q/s400/jan+10+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://jillynandryangraham.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jillyn &lt;/a&gt;from school told me about this wonderful thing called Boutniful baskets. Every 2 weeks they bring a truck load (to each location) full of fruits and vegies and distribute it evenly in baskets for its members. I am now a member and after paying $15 for a basket I got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9 Apples, 2 cucumbers, 1 pinapple, spinach leaves, 1 honey dew, 6 ears of Corn, 3 grapefuits, 3 tomatoes, 7 potatoes, 1 package of strawberries, 6 bananas, and 1 squash! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was 1 honey dew and 3 huge things which were the size of Logans head, I couldn't figure out what they were, I was seriously thinking they were weird cantalops or mangos. When I cut it open they were HUGE grapefruits! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437753641760746802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bIIHE8bTI/AAAAAAAAA2E/srV9hL9tpkg/s400/jan+10+122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437772597529008882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bZXe0R2vI/AAAAAAAAA5M/T8SJZxz-Mfw/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437753631671675778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bIHhfha4I/AAAAAAAAA18/mzBCCvR3SGE/s400/jan+10+121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bIJoPDUpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/2QuuiULQelo/s1600-h/jan+10+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437753667841381010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bIJoPDUpI/AAAAAAAAA2c/2QuuiULQelo/s400/jan+10+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bII_By-CI/AAAAAAAAA2U/j2bTgqKq8vA/s1600-h/jan+10+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437753656779929634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bII_By-CI/AAAAAAAAA2U/j2bTgqKq8vA/s400/jan+10+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logans head was barely bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bIIrtMfdI/AAAAAAAAA2M/RnGK_1P5aN4/s1600-h/jan+10+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437753651593248210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bIIrtMfdI/AAAAAAAAA2M/RnGK_1P5aN4/s400/jan+10+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437755247025781218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bJljJ8-eI/AAAAAAAAA2s/oBftt4V0nHM/s400/jan+10+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Logan is a little tired and overwhelmed by all the fuits and veges, he also is a little pist that his mom woke him up so early for fruit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The website is &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/bountifulbaskets.org"&gt;bountifulbaskets.org&lt;/a&gt; and its $19 your first basket and the $15 every basket after that. They also have extra packages you can buy like homemade bread $10 for 5 loafs (whole wheat and I hear its delicious), every week they have a special extra package, this week was Citrus package (with a whole slat of different citrus fruits), mexican (Everything to make fresh mexican salsa), Italian (herbs and spices), etc. This was my first week but I'm sure I'll post all about it the next time which is 2 weeks from today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are dozens of pickup locations all around Utah and AZ, they open sign up Tuesdays and close Wednesdays and they fill up fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4533092756894888251?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4533092756894888251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4533092756894888251&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4533092756894888251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4533092756894888251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/bountiful-baskets.html' title='Bountiful baskets!'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S3bJlDhcdEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/F4pJ-vQn-1Q/s72-c/jan+10+128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6671712598447210250</id><published>2010-02-01T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:00:03.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary 4 years!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CYBlq9BI/AAAAAAAAA10/Nq18wbznjDY/s1600-h/document+1+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I can't believe its already been four years! Time goes by fast. This year Lance TRIED to surprise me with a "secret" trip for our anniversary. He put some good effort towards it and lead me down false paths. he text my mom and said we were going to Jackson Hole so immediatly I text her and ask her for details but she was in on the whole thing and claimed she had no idea. I'm the nosiest person alive and I have to know everything that is going on and so this was driving me crazy. Lance made some not-so-sneaky moves like calling me at work and asking...&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, do you get paid time off?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;"Yes, Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh just wondering... So who is your boss?"&lt;br /&gt;"Um her name is Brenda why?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, well I never get to see you so you should request some time off. Is she the one you would talk to to request it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Um, yeah sure I guess."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay well I'll talk to you later."&lt;br /&gt;Totally not sneaky husby. Well then I called Lance on it but he wouldn't reveal where we were going until I used reverse psychology.... on a 27 year old, and it worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Me: "Don't tell me where were going cuz I want everything to be a surprise."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok... What if you dont like it? I'm really worried you wont."&lt;br /&gt;"I am pretty picky, but I still want it to be a surprise."&lt;br /&gt;"Well your going to look at the account to see where I bought the hotel."&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, well yeah duh! but said"No I want it to be a surprise."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It basically went on like this for a few days and he finally told me that we are going to Vegas, so the weekend of Feb 5 we are headed out there. WAHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I still love Lance pants and realize I don't talk about him much on this blog, its mostly about me (lol, anyone in nursing who has trouble not talking about themselves in theraputic conversations? Sometimes you gotta have it be about you -&lt;em&gt;EMILY&lt;/em&gt;- )&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of Lance pants and I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is 5 years ago, when he was in Police academy uniform&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430851181166130194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CYBlq9BI/AAAAAAAAA10/Nq18wbznjDY/s400/document+1+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CKCt4TrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ymRV2tZvgIU/s1600-h/Wedding+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430850940950826674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CKCt4TrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/ymRV2tZvgIU/s400/Wedding+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CJWc4uMI/AAAAAAAAA1k/X83lrTaJ0j8/s1600-h/l_280929ffddcf1d74a103ff8e058a342e.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430850929068390594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CJWc4uMI/AAAAAAAAA1k/X83lrTaJ0j8/s400/l_280929ffddcf1d74a103ff8e058a342e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CJOPDUrI/AAAAAAAAA1c/2vTIVJD9-N0/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430850926862881458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CJOPDUrI/AAAAAAAAA1c/2vTIVJD9-N0/s400/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CIjQuXxI/AAAAAAAAA1U/fQQO6dSwgLk/s1600-h/2007-L2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430850915327172370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CIjQuXxI/AAAAAAAAA1U/fQQO6dSwgLk/s400/2007-L2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CH1KZAqI/AAAAAAAAA1M/J6NK3fxIXBk/s1600-h/Lindee%27s+wedding+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430850902952575650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CH1KZAqI/AAAAAAAAA1M/J6NK3fxIXBk/s400/Lindee%27s+wedding+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt; BTW if anyone has any wedding pics of us, we would like them... My old lap top lost all of them when it crashed so these are the few I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6671712598447210250?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6671712598447210250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6671712598447210250&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6671712598447210250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6671712598447210250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/anniversary-4-years.html' title='Anniversary 4 years!!!'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S15CYBlq9BI/AAAAAAAAA10/Nq18wbznjDY/s72-c/document+1+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4451715960323599234</id><published>2010-01-26T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T06:00:08.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gargantuism Runs in the Family</title><content type='html'>This is Logan and his cousin Charly. Charly will be 6 next month and Logan is 3 1/2. Oh dear I'm scared to see how big he is going to get.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1z8uAi7sLI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Yi8dmNi5b1k/s1600-h/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430493118052675762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1z8uAi7sLI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Yi8dmNi5b1k/s400/198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4451715960323599234?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4451715960323599234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4451715960323599234&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4451715960323599234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4451715960323599234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/gargantuism-runs-in-family.html' title='Gargantuism Runs in the Family'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1z8uAi7sLI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Yi8dmNi5b1k/s72-c/198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2952967831229834283</id><published>2010-01-20T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:00:00.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handy Manny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z2Bo0N2XI/AAAAAAAAAyE/F-k1YlAVimk/s1600-h/Handymanny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424152571722717554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z2Bo0N2XI/AAAAAAAAAyE/F-k1YlAVimk/s400/Handymanny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan LOVES Handy Manny&lt;br /&gt;My dad got him a tool belt for Christmas and he wanted to wear it the other night along with his hat. He started calling me Mr. Lopar and instructed me on calling him Handy Manny... After everything and anything I said. He was so dang cute, following me around everywhere 'fixing' things. I did laundry and he nailed together every piece I folded. For a little boy who has just begun to really understand and play pretend, I though it was a very cute developing step. I just love his cute little face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-2952967831229834283?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2952967831229834283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=2952967831229834283&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2952967831229834283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2952967831229834283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/handy-manny.html' title='Handy Manny'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z2Bo0N2XI/AAAAAAAAAyE/F-k1YlAVimk/s72-c/Handymanny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5424286427166101516</id><published>2010-01-19T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:21:20.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One big white girl and her anger</title><content type='html'>So today I got our of school at 10:45! Wahoo, I took Logan swimming in the bubble at Surf N Swim. These pictures are actually from St. Georgy trip this past summer but I didn't bring my camera today. But I figure posts without pictures are lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the pool I was with Mia (Logans best friend) and Cathryn (My best friend). There was a cute little Hispanic boy following Logan around and his dad kept yelling his name to come over to him (His dad had tattoos all over and his last name on his chest gangsta style). His mom came and looked pist and she said get away from him (Logan), well I replied that he was fine but she grabbed him and while carrying him away she says,"Dont you dare play with that white boy." I seriously couldn't believe it! I was soooo pist. I really have no problem with my kid playing with other races AT ALL but I wanted to tackle her and tell her to go back to Mexico where she didn't have to worry about who her son played with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would have gone over well. I always felt that American's were racist towards people from other countries and never realized that it goes both ways. I've never really been in a situation where someone was down right racist, it was pretty shocking. In High school I had kids call me "Big White Girl" but I wasn't offended because, well, I am a giant white amazon woman, there is no missing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm mostly pist off that she is passing that down to her kids, what a horrible role model. If I wasn't so scared of her husband I might have said something or but my 10 foot white leg up her ass but that would've been stooping to her level while setting no better example for Logan. Anyway swimming was awesome afterwards and Logan had a blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like I said these pics are from St. George this summer pretty random.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1ZxbaJitvI/AAAAAAAAA0k/p6AmsIEYT18/s1600-h/St+George22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428651116531463922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1ZxbaJitvI/AAAAAAAAA0k/p6AmsIEYT18/s400/St+George22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our $1.00 Seal that served as alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1ZxaxqqXmI/AAAAAAAAA0c/GLTWDTeGNFg/s1600-h/stgeorge8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428651105664523874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1ZxaxqqXmI/AAAAAAAAA0c/GLTWDTeGNFg/s400/stgeorge8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laughing at Logan cuz he is pretty funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1ZxapHkjmI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Vg_suTGoL6o/s1600-h/stgeorge10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428651103369858658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1ZxapHkjmI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Vg_suTGoL6o/s400/stgeorge10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw9U0v6uI/AAAAAAAAA0M/gdceQvLJTkw/s1600-h/St+George14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428650599705996002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw9U0v6uI/AAAAAAAAA0M/gdceQvLJTkw/s400/St+George14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw8xH90LI/AAAAAAAAA0E/VO0vg8EAUFw/s1600-h/St+George5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428650590122922162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw8xH90LI/AAAAAAAAA0E/VO0vg8EAUFw/s400/St+George5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw8OFVgKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/gJ0sftalX8k/s1600-h/Stgeorge7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428650580716650658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw8OFVgKI/AAAAAAAAAz0/gJ0sftalX8k/s400/Stgeorge7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I stayed on the longest 15 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw791RcgI/AAAAAAAAAzs/jr446e2zkDI/s1600-h/Stgeorge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428650576354308610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Zw791RcgI/AAAAAAAAAzs/jr446e2zkDI/s400/Stgeorge2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but not least, Me and Alyse are following our dreams of becoming &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sychronized swimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428655098459547058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Z1DL_LZbI/AAAAAAAAA08/r3empmC2uQU/s400/St+George16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428655094780975746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Z1C-SI2oI/AAAAAAAAA00/mvHpHIb_SFM/s400/St+George17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428655089736445394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1Z1CrfbbdI/AAAAAAAAA0s/j9FP7KVhcEA/s400/St+George18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5424286427166101516?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5424286427166101516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5424286427166101516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5424286427166101516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5424286427166101516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-big-white-girl-and-her-anger.html' title='One big white girl and her anger'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1ZxbaJitvI/AAAAAAAAA0k/p6AmsIEYT18/s72-c/St+George22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8196922740417718549</id><published>2010-01-15T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:31:00.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been feeling monstrously (new word, in fact word of the week) guilty about being gone for 6 hours a day M - F then 12 hrs Sat and Sun. My poor little boy is shuffled to babysitters 7 days a week. I just finished the first 2 weeks of Nursing school and only had 3 sob moments which were mostly on the way to school after dropping Logan off. Also we find out that Lances Crew might get split up which means he could be on grave shift for another 3 months, so that was sob fest #4. When Lance is on days He can watch Logan on his days off in the morning when I'm gone.  But when on graves he has to sleep in the day since he gets home at 6:30 AM; its not practical for him to stay up till 2pm when i get home then leave for work at 5pm (despite what some people think).  So we are really having a hard time with graves grrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today (Friday) we finished our second big test and clinical pass off so I vowed not to do homework tonight (Even tho I should be for Pharmacology grrr... that teacher drives me nuts).  Well tonight after the 'Friday test and clinical pass off thingy magingy' I decided to surprise Logan.  I went and picked up his best friend Mia and then went to get him from Alyse (little sister who was watching him while I was at school).  Logan was crying when I got there for who knows what but when I brought him to the car he said, "Is that my best friend!  (through sobs)Thank you momma!"  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I throw him in the car and we head to the tree house.  On the way I picked up my mom to help me since watching two 3 year olds at that giant place is a challenge.  Right when we walked in they were off in separate directions, my mom took one and I the other.  They added a GIANT cow that you can milk and I carried Mia in on my hip to see it and she clenched up and was so scared.  Well I'm feeling all warm inside until I realize it was warm on the outside because she PEED all over my shirt.  So I ran around the treehouse the next couple of hours smelling like pee.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finally left and my mom took us to Costa Vida where the kids shared a Quesadilla and downed it like they had never eaten before.  They were so worn out!  Once I got in the car I had my Ipod on shuffle and Black Eyed Peas monkey business came on and somehow they both fell asleep to it (with in a minute of being in the car 7:30pm)  They are dang cute look at them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427186691973086498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1E9irjIfSI/AAAAAAAAAzc/j-Lj652DITA/s400/Sleepygirl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427186693292642210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1E9iwdvT6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/kckY8FWOVQw/s400/Sleepyboy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Logan is still asleep (its 9pm) and I'm going to join him, I feel exhausted all the time these days and and soooo excited to hit the sack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8196922740417718549?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8196922740417718549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8196922740417718549&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8196922740417718549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8196922740417718549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S1E9irjIfSI/AAAAAAAAAzc/j-Lj652DITA/s72-c/Sleepygirl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5403583862235751180</id><published>2010-01-14T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:00:08.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z4rydOi4I/AAAAAAAAAyM/f8YT81yXd_A/s1600-h/milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424155494888409986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z4rydOi4I/AAAAAAAAAyM/f8YT81yXd_A/s400/milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does the body good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5403583862235751180?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5403583862235751180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5403583862235751180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5403583862235751180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5403583862235751180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/milk.html' title='Milk'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z4rydOi4I/AAAAAAAAAyM/f8YT81yXd_A/s72-c/milk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4383593849079252324</id><published>2010-01-10T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:21:00.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Our cluttered little Chrismas Corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHhRwhVfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/aceCnLjrWSg/s1600-h/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422412588382246386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHhRwhVfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/aceCnLjrWSg/s400/190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHg0VINHI/AAAAAAAAAxc/o_I1gnTCP3Q/s1600-h/189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422412580482724978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHg0VINHI/AAAAAAAAAxc/o_I1gnTCP3Q/s400/189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6 in the morning pancake cookin with My hot new apron Mickey made.  Its adorable, Kelly was soooooo jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes we did have Christmas this year. It was so busy getting presents ready and working, it just came up so fast. I was excited to give everyone little calenders with pictures this year. It was really all we could afford but I was happy with the way they turned out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year I forget that me and Lance recieve presents! That is silly to say but we are so excited to see Logan open all of his, we forget that our family absolutely spoils us! Its so fun because everything we get from Lances family is such a surprise, it amazes me that they pick out things that we both we buy for ourselves. I'll have to take some pictures of everything we got. My dad was wonderful and gave me and Lance a big chunk of money to buy ourselves clothes which we gladly did. We haven't been clothes shopping in years, we felt pretty old and outdated. I even bought skinny jeans to go with the boots Alyse gave me. I didn't think I could handle them but am surprise at how well they fit. Anywho sorry this post isn't picturetastic I did get pics of Logan at our little family christmas but forgot the camera at all the family gatherings (there were 2 christmas eve and 4 Christmas day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day began at 6:30 a.m. We snuck into Logans room with the video camera and told him santa had come.  He stumbled out and just sat by the tree right next to his little scooter.  He was so tired it was hilarious.  He finally warmed up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422412610368915282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHijqjR1I/AAAAAAAAAx8/0RoI42y7IT8/s400/192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422412601815857266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHiDzV-HI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_Im8u33a28o/s400/194.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;There we go, now he is happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422412596609858466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHhwaIu6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/UcEuaIuY6Lo/s400/193.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas and Thank you Family for your genorosity and if you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;could teach me how to spell genourosity I'd be even more grateful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, The Orr's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4383593849079252324?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4383593849079252324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4383593849079252324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4383593849079252324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4383593849079252324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas.html' title='CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BHhRwhVfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/aceCnLjrWSg/s72-c/190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5268044827291530239</id><published>2010-01-07T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:37:04.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Jesus for your Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z7I5Fn9PI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Jl3IgMetMOw/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Every Christmas my mom makes Jesus cake which is the best cake you could EVER put in your mouth. It is very difficult to make, and my mom hates doing it but all four of her children guilt her into it," What would Jesus think if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; make his cake this year mom?" Its a pretty good argument. This year she tried to slyly pass the job onto me but my sister, Alyse, didn't trust I could pull it off therefore she volunteered to make it. Well Alyse came down with the flu and didn't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our families greatest fear was coming true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No Jesus Cake on Jesus's day of birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were a few angry people, including Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424157955235583506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z66_9tFhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pYMzraDSaFw/s400/xmas7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dad:"What? No Jesus cake." You can just see the concern in his poor old man face.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424157965070475074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z67kmhn0I/AAAAAAAAAys/6VJYqaxRvSA/s400/xmas4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z7IbaPIjI/AAAAAAAAAzE/3wYA9cAnZRA/s1600-h/xmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424158185941312050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z7IbaPIjI/AAAAAAAAAzE/3wYA9cAnZRA/s400/xmas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan Gagged himself thinking of another cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY my mother escaped her pending doom and made the Jesus cake, which was delicious and gave her a free passport to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we rejoiced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z67UUffFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/pbSby1W09sI/s1600-h/xmas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424157960699870290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z67UUffFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/pbSby1W09sI/s400/xmas5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z67A9VYpI/AAAAAAAAAyc/C67sJNtMBLs/s1600-h/xmas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424157955502465682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z67A9VYpI/AAAAAAAAAyc/C67sJNtMBLs/s400/xmas6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424161454653724434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z-GsUAVxI/AAAAAAAAAzU/VsGQJUXAl_U/s400/xmas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas can continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424158193907922162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z7I5Fn9PI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Jl3IgMetMOw/s400/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424157973179569618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z68Cz4ldI/AAAAAAAAAy0/5SnmXFJSLGY/s400/xmas3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5268044827291530239?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5268044827291530239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5268044827291530239&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5268044827291530239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5268044827291530239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you-jesus-for-your-cake.html' title='Thank You Jesus for your Cake'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0Z66_9tFhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pYMzraDSaFw/s72-c/xmas7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1510074736864287030</id><published>2010-01-03T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:12:00.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bu Bu's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvV-gnjD_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6U81k0n53Wk/s1600-h/Bub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421161846354939890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvV-gnjD_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6U81k0n53Wk/s400/Bub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu Bu is a hillbilly nickname for my cousin Brandon he is attending Med school in Galvasten Texas (I'm pretty sure I slaughtered that spelling but don't care to check) where he met this Beauty Mandy who is attending Physical therapy grad school  That are really that beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe he is FINALLY getting married HE IS LIKE ALMOST 50 well actually 25 i think, but in Utah that is way old to be just barely getting married. I'm mostly excited to see my cousin Ashley who just graduated from the LPN program that I will start on Monday (Yikes) This girl is very talented, smart and beautiful.  I got to go to her graduation and found out she was an officer of her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on your RN year Ash love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421155676335286578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvQXXgOqTI/AAAAAAAAAwE/glDqp2UGA-4/s400/Me+and+Ashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1510074736864287030?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1510074736864287030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1510074736864287030&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1510074736864287030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1510074736864287030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/bu-bus-wedding.html' title='Bu Bu&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvV-gnjD_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/6U81k0n53Wk/s72-c/Bub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8222306994113408814</id><published>2010-01-02T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:17:14.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday December 30 will be a day to remember. That day was the last day off I will have until Martin Luther King day, and the next day off after that is Presidents Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go 3 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew this day was coming and I have been trying to prepare as much as I can. A big thing for me was getting our new little place organized so I don't feel chaotic. Unfortunately my husband and my son can't read, so I'm out of ideas. I spent the last two weeks off trying to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Label label label&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Unpack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Finish 10 units of medical terminology before the 1st day of class (I have one more day and one more section).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Finish the extra credit assignment due on the 1st day of class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Spend all my christmas money on new clothes since I haven't bought a pair of jeans since 2005. (I did this in one day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did finally get some curtains hung up in the dining room.  and yes that is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wood paneling and yes you should be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407517209934354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BC6GK0uhI/AAAAAAAAAxU/un-iofYIFMw/s400/211.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me get back to my boys not being able to read. I have to give Logan credit, even though he is three and can't read, he is memorizing where things go. Lance on the other hand has selective reading observe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422405304277958082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BA5SWufcI/AAAAAAAAAwc/nLjgnWq8oFo/s400/213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422405296625005634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BA412HtEI/AAAAAAAAAwU/gzyMeH4kqSk/s400/214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  Yes, I know there is a red towell and white towell in the jeans bag, and jeans in the towells bag, and colors in the whites. This is a step, they actually made it into the laundry basket. Lance has what he calls "pants spot" This is a designated area for his pants on the floor because he might wear them the next day. This has been an argument between us for four years because his "pants spot" turns in to a "pants shoes shirt yesterdays pants and underwear spot" in front of the bathroom door. I labeled our hamper this week in hopes it would help him understand. Its a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Logan loved organizing his room, he couldn't believe how many cars, trains, and tracks he had. He has been good at putting them away and knows where most of them go. I labeled them to help his daddy also know where they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422405325173945218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BA6gMt84I/AAAAAAAAAw0/RK41ZrW4BEo/s400/199.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lance, this says S-H-O-E-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422405318382815938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BA6G5lisI/AAAAAAAAAws/4lLDIELUL9g/s400/200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407498358895042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BC4_8YscI/AAAAAAAAAw8/jIbaHKY29NY/s400/202.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Billion year old Dino knows how to read why cant my 27 year old husband&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Somemore random Logan room pics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407504131312274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BC5VcoypI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ZZwWyPV6U-o/s400/207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407509689436338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BC5qJzCLI/AAAAAAAAAxM/wcozu5BHt1E/s400/206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422405315067005794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BA56jCS2I/AAAAAAAAAwk/R8ZnwVtcLD0/s400/201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am OBSESSED with schedules and following them and I hope that we can keep this place in order so I will be able to do this crazy school work mom thing and have time with Logan at the end of the day rather them scrubbing time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Wish me luck, it will be awhile till we chat again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8222306994113408814?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8222306994113408814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8222306994113408814&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8222306994113408814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8222306994113408814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/mommy-mania.html' title='Mommy Mania'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/S0BC6GK0uhI/AAAAAAAAAxU/un-iofYIFMw/s72-c/211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-4388642151264954449</id><published>2009-12-30T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:10:46.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe if I Make My Titles Really Long Like Kelly People Will Read My Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a true story of what happens to girls that trust Lindee way to much;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bro and sis in law (Renee) are in town with there two kids Charly and Piper AKA Logans only cousins for the Holidays. Renees sister (Rochelle) also came up to Utah to spend Christmas with them. When we got to see them on Christmas, Renee and Rochelle said they like my hair and were suprised I did it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421152457622510498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvNcA3TW6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/sUsZhCv4QsA/s400/Hair.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they asked if I would come down and try it on their hair and I said sure. I was more thinking, "Logan gets to play with his only cousins whom he loves, and we get to have a girls day." What I should have been thinking is,"I have never dyed anyone elses hair but my own and I have no idea what I'm doing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is bro in law Nate with Logans little cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421152469017996850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvNcrUMrjI/AAAAAAAAAvk/yyn6M6Td3nU/s400/halloweenkids.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the day came and we spent from 11am to 3pm dying hair. Rochelle's turned out very good and we were pleased. I had to leave before Renee washed hers so I only got to see a picture. I could tell there were some orange spots because we were going from dark to light but overall looks ok, we definately have to do a touch up but not to bad for my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After like two hours my back was hurting, I don't know how hair dressers do it all day long, standing in one spot! They are tough. Well we did have fun and Renee was very brave and didn't pee her pants which I'm grateful for. Click &lt;a href="http://growingupcampbell.blogspot.com/2009/12/lindee-fied.html#comment-form"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; to see the photos! Here is before shot of beautiful Renee with dark hair and you can hop on over to her page to see Blonde Renee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421152477731747154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvNdLxt9VI/AAAAAAAAAv0/aayi9wbTaOc/s400/renee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the club of never ending fun and awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being made fun of because you might not be the sharpest tool in the shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dark roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to mention that Renee is also a very talented photographer and is in town (UTAH) until January 6th if anyone would like to use her services:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my neices, freaken adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421152471727223762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvNc1aIM9I/AAAAAAAAAvs/d5ZZbDg-HkE/s400/Water.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry to my victims and want you to know that my touch up service is much better them my dye service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-4388642151264954449?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4388642151264954449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=4388642151264954449&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4388642151264954449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/4388642151264954449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-bro-and-sis-in-law-renee-are-in-town.html' title='Maybe if I Make My Titles Really Long Like Kelly People Will Read My Blog'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SzvNcA3TW6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/sUsZhCv4QsA/s72-c/Hair.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6235665405426325697</id><published>2009-12-15T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:46:40.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toys Toys and more Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone else ready to swear off all toys and break their kids little hearts?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Logan is a little obsessed with Thomas the Train. Everynight we read 3 books and one of those books is ALWAYS the Thomas the Train catalog, there is no story just pictures of trains and tracks. He goes threw and tells me all their names. Grandma bought wooden tracks for his birthday and I bought an expansion set offline which turned out to be plastic tracks which I couldn't return grrr. I can't find all the cool bridges and tunnel stuff for the plastic electric tracks either. But he has 2 little sets now but wants more more more. I took him to toys are us, he didn't want the thomas bike or the real car, he wanted the thomas the train set that was $170! It has mountains and bridges... $170!!! And the trains are $20 a piece, that is insane!  He has enough trains as it is silly boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This set is only... $400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527331386019058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SyfRakquzPI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Lodzsze5gcg/s400/Thomas.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Logan is liking the girl trains and knows there names: sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527320315056850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SyfRZ7bNUtI/AAAAAAAAAu0/9c5tloX1fvU/s400/molly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those freaken ZuZu pets are ridiculous to, I found a box that had all the accessories and two pets, I'm thinkin, "Ok, if its like $40 I'll get it," cuz Logan thinks they are hilarious (he chases the fake hamster around cracking up at our friends house). I have the clerk do a price check and it was $140! Why can't Logan like cars still, you could pick up a cute cars course for $20. *Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only $8 but you can't find them ANYWHERE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;People are selling them on ebay for $50 cuz its the hot new toy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm waiting until January when I can walk in and buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527324703884530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SyfRaLxlhPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/p08-0sCahS4/s400/hamster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;here is the whole set for $140&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;re - freaken - diculous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527306227602850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SyfRZG8f1aI/AAAAAAAAAuk/N9obirMB_IM/s400/zu+zu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got him a three wheeled spider man scooter and some playdough and I'll probably get him Handy Manny tools after Christmas when the go on sale for $15, he carried them around everywhere in the store saying he was going to fix this and that, so cute! He loves Handy Manny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527312783754146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SyfRZfXmw6I/AAAAAAAAAus/q3w1lWSG-FM/s400/tools.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty we are skimping on christmas this year but my school is costing us so much money, I had no idea it was this expensive! They don't accept student loans so I got enough grants from the school to cover my tuition (which is cheap $200 a month)! But at Orientation yesterday we took a trip to the book store and added up all the books that we need (there are over 20) and it came to $1500.00. I seriously just wanted to cry right there! I'm pretty sure Lance squeezed out a few tears after I told him. Well I found a girl selling a lot of her books which are older versions but I really dont care at this point, so I bought 7 for $150, not to bad huh! The rest will still cost me about $600 because they are in packets with skills books and CD's and crap but that saved like $750! Wahoo. Mr. Tax return will have to pay off the credit card I put them on but its only two months away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just rambling on because I haven't taken any new pictures, but there is what I'm thinking right now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6235665405426325697?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6235665405426325697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6235665405426325697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6235665405426325697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6235665405426325697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/12/toys-toys-and-more-toys.html' title='Toys Toys and more Toys'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SyfRakquzPI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Lodzsze5gcg/s72-c/Thomas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6326644413933648946</id><published>2009-12-10T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:05:00.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving - A bunch of pulled faces but no crotch shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While being so proud I remembered my camera, I forgot that the Orr's don't cooperate well with pictures.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_nsVY-XI/AAAAAAAAAs4/cvcgEs_sCKY/s1600-h/315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411074534689798514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_nsVY-XI/AAAAAAAAAs4/cvcgEs_sCKY/s400/315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411080661780800930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgFMVhuJaI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/U09lCsJSGAw/s400/355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_nIOq8GI/AAAAAAAAAsw/DYN6fNQ47ws/s1600-h/354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411074524997939298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_nIOq8GI/AAAAAAAAAsw/DYN6fNQ47ws/s400/354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You see what I mean, Sean isn't making that face naturally and lance hiding under his hood. At least I hope Sean wouldn't make that face naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_mpeYNcI/AAAAAAAAAso/BuUlN_zloEM/s1600-h/352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411074516742321602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_mpeYNcI/AAAAAAAAAso/BuUlN_zloEM/s400/352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute Tyson again, I should just crop Lance and Sean out of ever picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411073257005656914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf-dUlwK1I/AAAAAAAAAsI/CB0mV5cHOr0/s400/316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At least Tyson is looking at me, despite giving me the finger, he is showing effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411073255569263234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf-dPPSioI/AAAAAAAAAsA/oi1EpenN0ok/s400/314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is cute Dagney, she is 90 something and is sharper then a tool. Tyson showed her people of walmart and she was cracking up and very fascinated! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076623699893234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgBhSgNW_I/AAAAAAAAAto/OEKJI41j2V8/s400/357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is cute Anut Patti, pouring Logan a shot jk. Vern and Patti are always very patient with Logan. Vern and Grandpa were downstairs playin cars with Logan, so cute!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076602922575522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgBgFGgpqI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FF9i4oJ1ffg/s400/317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No one wanted to pose for a cute picture for me so I handed the camera to Logan for some artistic photography. He got waaaaaaaaaaay better pictures then me, it starts out with the usual object pictures but then he gets right up in everyone's face to snap the kandid moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411074537259596114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_n16E-VI/AAAAAAAAAtA/3xatXHrr0rk/s400/378.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Feet keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076595524425874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgBfpip2JI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WJQt11GGmSE/s400/398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Feet Car&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076606768982754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgBgTbkKuI/AAAAAAAAAtY/TXZVUeybdy8/s400/335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Buttons&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf-eY6VktI/AAAAAAAAAsY/BkMcivCNjUo/s1600-h/322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411073275345605330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf-eY6VktI/AAAAAAAAAsY/BkMcivCNjUo/s400/322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Orr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411074514066366690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_mfgYYOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/lUugqjLTC2I/s400/351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Although fuzzy, its a way better picture then what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf-d-n0BoI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Ahrpi4NccPY/s1600-h/319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411073268288587394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf-d-n0BoI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Ahrpi4NccPY/s400/319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076615554211618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgBg0KIHyI/AAAAAAAAAtg/1M9D2R_k0BI/s400/368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Patti, practicing for auditions in Vidal Sassoon, very sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411080652439334882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgFLyuir-I/AAAAAAAAAuI/sFOhO_dd718/s400/382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411080630985766802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgFKiznN5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/TJotyLfSsL8/s400/366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Uncle Sean is the funnest to photograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411080638944581794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgFLAdJGKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/IN6ibWxJZ4E/s400/365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411080644064196354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgFLThwNwI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9DcGlxKx62s/s400/370.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Mom was there to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, Verns crotch, sorry I coudn't keep my promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082095885048130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxgGfz-0WUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/tAF_LfhKd8Q/s400/346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6326644413933648946?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6326644413933648946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6326644413933648946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6326644413933648946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6326644413933648946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-bunch-of-pulled-faces-but.html' title='Thanksgiving - A bunch of pulled faces but no crotch shots'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf_nsVY-XI/AAAAAAAAAs4/cvcgEs_sCKY/s72-c/315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7262637853809401985</id><published>2009-12-06T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:52:19.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving - Must be over 18 to read, pornographic material contained</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For once I remembered my camera for the Holidays. I'm so bad at grabbing my camera and usually steal pics from Kelly for our family gatherings which leaves me with no pictures of Lances family! But Thanksgiving day I remembered.  Our day began 12:15 where I went to Terry and Dave's (Lances aunt and uncle on moms side) to meet Debbie (mother in law) for Thanksgiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I better mention that Logan loves to take pictures so he had my camera when we were walking to the door and was ready to take pics of grandma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well Aunt Terry lets me in and Uncle Dave stands up to greet us. Well Uncle Dave's health is getting bad and he as dementia so he forgets he isn't wearing any pants. To make matters worse Logan snaps a picture of Dave standing up without his pants on. Terry rushes over to cover Dave while I apologize and take the camera and erase the picture. Thanksgiving is looking up already. Here are some of Logans pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7ckQ9zdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/jYD01k8Oj3Q/s1600-h/299.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069945498684882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7ckQ9zdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/jYD01k8Oj3Q/s400/299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7b4B6XbI/AAAAAAAAAro/Wgzyb-HxMfA/s1600-h/308.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069933624384946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7b4B6XbI/AAAAAAAAAro/Wgzyb-HxMfA/s400/308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7bREYGII/AAAAAAAAArg/-6GoqgvL62w/s1600-h/296.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069923165739138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7bREYGII/AAAAAAAAArg/-6GoqgvL62w/s400/296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And last but not least this: Dave hadn't quite covered up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069940787552754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7cStvofI/AAAAAAAAArw/X9IvIrXRmhs/s400/293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And that my friends, makes for a good Thanksgiving. Uncle Sean got to come out for Thanksgiving and Logan came up to him with a cherry in his hand, he had snuck into the chocolate covered cherries and only wanted the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6tWOzg_I/AAAAAAAAArY/2NNAjbbFb70/s1600-h/312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069134277673970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6tWOzg_I/AAAAAAAAArY/2NNAjbbFb70/s400/312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whats so funny mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6s6AM3UI/AAAAAAAAArQ/5paPRXM3TqY/s1600-h/313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069126700227906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6s6AM3UI/AAAAAAAAArQ/5paPRXM3TqY/s400/313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6skHBoEI/AAAAAAAAArI/YvOGpLlRMt4/s1600-h/291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069120823271490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6skHBoEI/AAAAAAAAArI/YvOGpLlRMt4/s400/291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6sEmrHtI/AAAAAAAAArA/IOgo_NhYSjU/s1600-h/292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411069112366079698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf6sEmrHtI/AAAAAAAAArA/IOgo_NhYSjU/s400/292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well after Grandma Debbie, we went to Aunt Patti (Lances Aunt on Dads side). Luckily my family didn't do a dinner this year so I didn't have to go to 4 families, just two. Divorced parents on both sides = busy holidays. Stay tuned for the next family Thanksgiving, it gets pretty wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7262637853809401985?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7262637853809401985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7262637853809401985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7262637853809401985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7262637853809401985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-must-be-over-18-to-read.html' title='Thanksgiving - Must be over 18 to read, pornographic material contained'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf7ckQ9zdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/jYD01k8Oj3Q/s72-c/299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6573475380285388212</id><published>2009-12-01T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:39:48.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Late Late Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxfzngMkxgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/47SeuVrFMBw/s1600-h/271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411061337292064258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxfzngMkxgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/47SeuVrFMBw/s400/271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Halloween we got together with our friends Mike and Ashley and there daughter Kohlie to carve pumpkins.  Little did we know me and Ashley suck at carving pumpkins as seen above, so we made cookies on the floor with the kids, perfectly sanitary no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxV5FliqyLI/AAAAAAAAApw/RWbDflvooT8/s1600/Pumpkincarving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410363664239347890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxV5FliqyLI/AAAAAAAAApw/RWbDflvooT8/s400/Pumpkincarving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lance and Mike were left to create there masterpieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410363656297427970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxV5FH9KtAI/AAAAAAAAApg/8zyCCtai0Yg/s400/Pumpkincarving2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxV5FjPCiAI/AAAAAAAAApo/YDDxyM9BfKc/s1600/Pumpkincarving.1jpg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410363663620147202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxV5FjPCiAI/AAAAAAAAApo/YDDxyM9BfKc/s400/Pumpkincarving.1jpg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lance takes his pumpkin carving very serious and spent a good hour to carve his babies.  He picked out the ugliest pumpkin at the patch that was rotting and saw a vision of a skeleton:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411062094202135570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf0Tj5_5BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/ANee-UxJHB4/s400/272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He was so proud of his work so Mike played a trick on him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411062069223086930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf0SG2h21I/AAAAAAAAAqg/EAPZ91h-liE/s400/273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411062077303971234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sxf0Sk9KXaI/AAAAAAAAAqo/K3FkXKPtlBg/s400/274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lance is busy carving Jack the Skeleton when Mike comes in from outside and claims that heaccidently knocked over the skeleton and broke it.  Immediatly Lance stands up and starts for outside but he knocks over the garbage can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411061346546196658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxfzoCq7oLI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/192JiT63MTs/s400/278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He starts to run outside and steps in the pumpkin guts and falls flat on his face.  It was the funniest thing ever!  He stood up so fast I didn't get a picture of him on the ground but I snapped Mike laughing at him.  I guess were over the point in our relationship where I rush over to help him and ask if he was ok.  I was pointing and laughing for ten minutes beforeI asked if he was ok.  Earlier that day he had a shotgun shoot for work and like every yearhe had a giant bruise on his shoulder so he really hurt his shoulder in the fall... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411061358204227842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxfzouGbEQI/AAAAAAAAAqY/5UFBtjK92kI/s400/277.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jack turned out great despite a handicapped carver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxV5ElZ9ZbI/AAAAAAAAApY/qKur3Znh_Xk/s1600/Pumpkincarving3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410363647022949810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxV5ElZ9ZbI/AAAAAAAAApY/qKur3Znh_Xk/s400/Pumpkincarving3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lancer Pants has skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411061330270520146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxfznGCgg1I/AAAAAAAAAqA/U54EGHn3tw4/s400/290.JPG" border="0" /&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/2633215970795452894-6573475380285388212?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6573475380285388212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6573475380285388212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6573475380285388212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6573475380285388212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-late-late-halloween.html' title='Late Late Late Halloween'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SxfzngMkxgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/47SeuVrFMBw/s72-c/271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3686663492266259968</id><published>2009-10-30T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:48:00.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye farmville</title><content type='html'>No not farmville on face book (losers) I mean Harrisville farmville. We have found renters! No more waking up to the sound of cow poop or the shaking of the house from the tracks. Double wide here we come! Trust me I will miss our house but I wont miss the money we spend on it! I also started my new job which compared to any other job I have had, is super super easy. I sit at a desk and do my homework. Once in a while someone will come in and I'll direct them where to go but other then that it is so easy I'm sure they will figure it out some day and assign me window washing. Our renters move in Decemeber 1st, I have a lot of work to do until then! Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3eKxLHUvI/AAAAAAAAApQ/nb61IQYtu1s/s1600-h/St.+George+09+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394712205239735026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3eKxLHUvI/AAAAAAAAApQ/nb61IQYtu1s/s400/St.+George+09+143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just faux painted our room a few months ago!  Sniff sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3eKWQqQHI/AAAAAAAAApI/OYJOxd1a8EE/s1600-h/St.+George+09+144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394712198015238258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3eKWQqQHI/AAAAAAAAApI/OYJOxd1a8EE/s400/St.+George+09+144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The renters are ripping down the wallpaper and painting Logans room, Sniff sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3dV0iX9qI/AAAAAAAAApA/gv1yaVpcJ94/s1600-h/Condo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394711295609534114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3dV0iX9qI/AAAAAAAAApA/gv1yaVpcJ94/s400/Condo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3dVas3jTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/pA4RQ7rnY14/s1600-h/St.+George+09+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394711288674225458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3dVas3jTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/pA4RQ7rnY14/s400/St.+George+09+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3dUrGyqBI/AAAAAAAAAow/UHEjBxAj6Zg/s1600-h/St.+George+09+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394711275898054674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3dUrGyqBI/AAAAAAAAAow/UHEjBxAj6Zg/s400/St.+George+09+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how long our new carpet lasts with the renters, Its very bitter sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3686663492266259968?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3686663492266259968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3686663492266259968&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3686663492266259968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3686663492266259968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-farmville.html' title='Goodbye farmville'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3eKxLHUvI/AAAAAAAAApQ/nb61IQYtu1s/s72-c/St.+George+09+143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1748097065355024624</id><published>2009-10-24T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T06:39:00.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>There is not another child on the face of this Earth that hates hair cuts more then Logan.  My friend Lacie is a wonderful hairdresser and it takes a good hour to finish his haircut becuase we have to distract him and finally just hold him down.  It horrible!  It's almost enough to convince me to have a wookie  as a son just to avoid it.  It really does feel like child abuse and Lacie is usually on the verge of tears by the time we are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we both switched off with the razor to hide it from him, that only took a few minutes for him to figure out.  He flipped his head back and knocked the clip off of the razor and we may have buzzed a big chunk out of the back.  Why not just buzz the whole thing you ask?  Because it is pure hell and it had already been an hour by that point... so here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3aaZE8reI/AAAAAAAAAoo/RHfCzlRqf3c/s1600-h/lhair2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394708075602816482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3aaZE8reI/AAAAAAAAAoo/RHfCzlRqf3c/s400/lhair2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3aZwrbeDI/AAAAAAAAAog/pMrGtk2xbfU/s1600-h/Loganshair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394708064758364210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3aZwrbeDI/AAAAAAAAAog/pMrGtk2xbfU/s400/Loganshair.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1748097065355024624?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1748097065355024624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1748097065355024624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1748097065355024624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1748097065355024624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/10/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3aaZE8reI/AAAAAAAAAoo/RHfCzlRqf3c/s72-c/lhair2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-1398109461949196381</id><published>2009-10-20T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T08:39:11.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da... Derby</title><content type='html'>We took Logan to his first demolition derby a few weeks ago.  When we sat down all their engines were on and Logan wouldn't even sit down, he was crying and wanted to go.  Once the cars started driving he calmed down as long as I covered his ears.  At the end he was cheering and so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YPDeFsDI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Ix1OoZ86VyI/s1600-h/derby4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394705681800867890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YPDeFsDI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Ix1OoZ86VyI/s400/derby4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YOPidD0I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ExDs0ydyfCA/s1600-h/derby3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394705667860533058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YOPidD0I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ExDs0ydyfCA/s400/derby3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We may have used bribes to make him happy and coax him from under the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YMzuLRMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/guITB_mCgEc/s1600-h/derby2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394705643213636802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YMzuLRMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/guITB_mCgEc/s400/derby2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YLtsoQkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/LVa9I9N9kU8/s1600-h/derby1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394705624416666178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YLtsoQkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/LVa9I9N9kU8/s400/derby1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YK6c32OI/AAAAAAAAAn4/5ndesXD-7qU/s1600-h/derby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394705610660370658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YK6c32OI/AAAAAAAAAn4/5ndesXD-7qU/s400/derby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was my first derby as well, I was pretty nervous.  There were 3 rollovers and the crowd cheered!  I was so nervous and just sat with my hand over my mouth hoping they were ok.  Having a little boy is so fun, I get to experience all these things that girls didn't care about to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-1398109461949196381?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1398109461949196381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=1398109461949196381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1398109461949196381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/1398109461949196381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/10/da-derby.html' title='Da... Derby'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/St3YPDeFsDI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Ix1OoZ86VyI/s72-c/derby4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6661899758317854062</id><published>2009-10-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:46:18.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWD-m9WMcI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hSann-VkhZ0/s1600-h/St.+George+09+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387857640851648962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWD-m9WMcI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hSann-VkhZ0/s400/St.+George+09+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWCFQ2FppI/AAAAAAAAAno/qeZkchbnzHM/s1600-h/St.+George+09+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So this might be old boring news to some of you, but since my sister Kelly had no idea I feel inclined to tell bloggy world what the latest is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We have decided to rent out our townhome in Harrisville and move into my dads old trailor, yes trailor (its a double wide thankyou very much). We are doing this because Nursing (I also got into nursing school FYI) is in Kaysville, 25 minutes away from Harrisville but only 5 minutes away from Layton. Lance already works in Farmington so both our commutes will be cut down. School schedule will be as follows: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mon, Tues, Wed 8-4:30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday and Friday clinicals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sat and Sunday waitress and probably another night during the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This means: Lindee gets to quit her job YYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! I hate my job with every fiber of my being, dont get me wrong, I love phlebotomy but hate plasma centers. This also means: Lindee gets to waitress again at nights which causes Lindee and Lance = BROKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So my dad is letting us rent for cheap to make it so I don't have to work so much and can focus on Logan and school. It sounds like alot and a huge change but it will actually be a break!  Right now I'm working 40 hours and doing 15 credits as well as trying to move and get both places ready to rent.  So I'm excited to get settled and QUIT.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here are a few pictures of the Utah Fair we went to. Check out my sister &lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly's &lt;/a&gt;page for the whole story and somemore cute pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsV_iq2HDAI/AAAAAAAAAlg/7Lc1MFcwdB8/s1600-h/St.+George+09+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWCFQ2FppI/AAAAAAAAAno/qeZkchbnzHM/s1600-h/St.+George+09+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBxChTF7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/qfWrRkIrBAQ/s1600-h/St.+George+09+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387855208708773810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBxChTF7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/qfWrRkIrBAQ/s400/St.+George+09+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBwh_fgfI/AAAAAAAAAnI/YtmBVbh2xug/s1600-h/St.+George+09+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387855199977046514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBwh_fgfI/AAAAAAAAAnI/YtmBVbh2xug/s400/St.+George+09+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBwOoF_7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/W486S2rGIvs/s1600-h/St.+George+09+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387855194778632114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBwOoF_7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/W486S2rGIvs/s400/St.+George+09+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBvveQihI/AAAAAAAAAm4/1WRrl0KZCYU/s1600-h/St.+George+09+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387855186415880722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBvveQihI/AAAAAAAAAm4/1WRrl0KZCYU/s400/St.+George+09+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387855217681641682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBxj8mMNI/AAAAAAAAAnY/9YA1i51TX5M/s400/St.+George+09+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBEYtarQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kV6CL8ixrJY/s1600-h/St.+George+09+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387854441571069186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBEYtarQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kV6CL8ixrJY/s400/St.+George+09+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Logan always takes the camera and loves taking pictures. Its so funny to see the world the way he does, except when you find 3 pictures of cow poo... close up... on your camera. Here is some of his work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387855551094826210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWCE-AfpOI/AAAAAAAAAng/YSt9sY9YlNo/s400/St.+George+09+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387854473409807954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBGPUXRlI/AAAAAAAAAmw/7tnt4H1PkiE/s400/St.+George+09+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWATTX5UZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/_SIvd6-dmXM/s1600-h/St.+George+09+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387854462998770178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBFoiLcgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/61nKHiWVVUU/s400/St.+George+09+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387854458952773314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBFZdibsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/LCKHQR7UvT0/s400/St.+George+09+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387855556151453330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWCFQ2FppI/AAAAAAAAAno/qeZkchbnzHM/s400/St.+George+09+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387854450658931410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWBE6kIctI/AAAAAAAAAmY/mrXkrjg9174/s400/St.+George+09+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6661899758317854062?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6661899758317854062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6661899758317854062&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6661899758317854062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6661899758317854062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-update.html' title='Family Update'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SsWD-m9WMcI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hSann-VkhZ0/s72-c/St.+George+09+105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7713496123924634426</id><published>2009-09-20T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T11:40:15.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ29ysf9DI/AAAAAAAAAkw/gNOdCUlreW8/s1600-h/Baby6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383621208520520754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ29ysf9DI/AAAAAAAAAkw/gNOdCUlreW8/s200/Baby6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the most recent pics of cute little Logan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2fNFaOGI/AAAAAAAAAko/7bloyIIV3so/s1600-h/Baby5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383620683028379746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2fNFaOGI/AAAAAAAAAko/7bloyIIV3so/s200/Baby5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2eioIDWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4RhwUiIQE-g/s1600-h/Baby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383620671631265122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2eioIDWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4RhwUiIQE-g/s200/Baby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2eHoiJvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ldYnf89u3CU/s1600-h/Baby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383620664385218290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2eHoiJvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ldYnf89u3CU/s200/Baby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2d9IljZI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/W21yFzFb89Y/s1600-h/Baby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383620661566868882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2d9IljZI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/W21yFzFb89Y/s200/Baby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2dSm58gI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3xvry3qBDrs/s1600-h/Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383620650151309826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ2dSm58gI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3xvry3qBDrs/s200/Baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7713496123924634426?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7713496123924634426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7713496123924634426&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7713496123924634426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7713496123924634426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/09/picture-update.html' title='Picture Update'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SrZ29ysf9DI/AAAAAAAAAkw/gNOdCUlreW8/s72-c/Baby6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-774815148698189067</id><published>2009-08-23T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:15:00.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday 3 of 3</title><content type='html'>Birthday number 3 took place at my dads new house in bountiful. His friend Gary cooked us fresh buffalo burgers, what do I mean by fresh? I mean Gary killed the buffalo and then we ate it. I've never had fresh meat before, I'm a city girl ok! They were so delicious! Since I'm a bad picture taker, I took these pictures from &lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly's &lt;/a&gt;blog. She is a picture DIVA! So this party will probably have the most pictures. I had to steal half of my pictures for Logans 2nd birthday off of my friend &lt;a href="http://brettandlindsey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lindsey's &lt;/a&gt;blog. Geez I'm really a bad picture taker but a really good picture thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is our out of order birthday pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandpa helping light the candle below is baseball cake #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(the first was used at party #1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohN0_H1U2I/AAAAAAAAAho/XBDGVUcnbmk/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370628128332141410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohN0_H1U2I/AAAAAAAAAho/XBDGVUcnbmk/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grandma Laine and Aunt Lyse. They got Logan some PJ's and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a Thomas the train set which he has to take everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohN0ccPI1I/AAAAAAAAAhg/9AzM0ShYniQ/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370628119022478162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohN0ccPI1I/AAAAAAAAAhg/9AzM0ShYniQ/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you can't tell us apart lol. Kelly looks like the grim reaper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I look like, well, the "B" word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohN0GTsowI/AAAAAAAAAhY/0HM_CEzDvFM/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370628113081082626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohN0GTsowI/AAAAAAAAAhY/0HM_CEzDvFM/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Alex was mad at Logan who peed on his floor and so he took Logans ball.&lt;br /&gt;(Logan peed on his floor after this picture was taken, well, the next weekend to be exact,&lt;br /&gt;but Alex is going to start law school and can tell the future).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNzndw5tI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/fqdk9uvLuxI/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370628104801806034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNzndw5tI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/fqdk9uvLuxI/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is opening a present, if you haven't noticed his shirt yet, our friends&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Ashley (who need to get a blog) got that for him since he is always carrying around his blanky. I think its hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNlJIBZvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Q1WdfdrQA2A/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627856139380466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNlJIBZvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Q1WdfdrQA2A/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNk8KeDNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YCfL1Pt_4Tg/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627852659985618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNk8KeDNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YCfL1Pt_4Tg/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad getting out Logans new cowboy hat, gun and whip that Gary bought him (buffalo killer Gary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNkfpLgNI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CyHflySaaC4/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627845004165330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNkfpLgNI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CyHflySaaC4/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lance and Gary at the edge of their seats with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNkF14pYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/wUdE-_ydbbM/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627838078133634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNkF14pYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/wUdE-_ydbbM/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsi and cute Brolan. She always has that lost look on her face. jk Love you kels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNjh-NSZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QuOo0r-rzRw/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627828449364370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNjh-NSZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QuOo0r-rzRw/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan outside at the sand box my dad has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNVlzhjnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3UyI6IJ-f9I/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627588960128626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNVlzhjnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3UyI6IJ-f9I/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNVFUV7CI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ulKvOR3HuSw/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627580239408162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNVFUV7CI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ulKvOR3HuSw/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two original guys of the family, my sweet dad and my evil brother. (well he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isn't so evil these days, he fixes my disposal when I break it and pretty much built our first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apartment but its just to make up for flushing my head down the toilet and tying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me to a tree in the sprinklers and telling me witches were haunting me and..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNUjegA7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4SWFofcNrr8/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627571155207090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNUjegA7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4SWFofcNrr8/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Chad's wife and Amy who watches Logan for me while I work and she is Brolans mommy, and my mom and cute Kelsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNUa_NrRI/AAAAAAAAAgI/JvyPErTEmMg/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627568876498194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNUa_NrRI/AAAAAAAAAgI/JvyPErTEmMg/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Lance and big Al and me avoiding the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNT3L938I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ZDhXqRt2N1E/s1600-h/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627559266312130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohNT3L938I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ZDhXqRt2N1E/s320/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Logan got spoiled rotten, I'm so happy that we have our amazing families to spoil and love him to death. I'm done being the baking diva for the weekend as well, I made 3 cheesecakes (one I ruined by burning it so I threw it away, the other I took to Kim and Mickey's - Birthday #1- and the 2nd I took to birthday #3 at my dads). I made 30 cupcake ice cream cones for birthday #2 (it was my first time making these and I discovered you must fill the cupcakes 2/3 full -not 3/4- for them to not overflow, so I ruined a dozen but the next batch worked!) as well as two baseball cakes (one was used for Logan's little cake in birthday party #1 and the other for birthday #3) Whew if anyone followed that you are definatly a ture blog reader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-774815148698189067?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/774815148698189067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=774815148698189067&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/774815148698189067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/774815148698189067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-3-of-3.html' title='Birthday 3 of 3'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohN0_H1U2I/AAAAAAAAAho/XBDGVUcnbmk/s72-c/Log%27s_3rd_Bday_070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-8153973948818178535</id><published>2009-08-19T22:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:37:46.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logans Birthday 2 of 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, Here we go again. This was Logans 2nd 3rd birthday party. AKA the "friend" party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozcDYJD2qI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BYMLvXDYHcE/s1600-h/Logansbday12"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910406124329634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozcDYJD2qI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BYMLvXDYHcE/s320/Logansbday12" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don;t judge me and my friend &lt;a href="http://brettandlindsey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lindsey&lt;/a&gt;, we had to show the kids how its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb6iCI4AI/AAAAAAAAAjg/E280q-CSpQc/s1600-h/Logansbday11"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910254160830466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb6iCI4AI/AAAAAAAAAjg/E280q-CSpQc/s320/Logansbday11" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I'm twice her size, I won every time... sucka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb6dIRqvI/AAAAAAAAAjY/WPS7SQ3u2Ag/s1600-h/Logansbday14"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910252844395250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb6dIRqvI/AAAAAAAAAjY/WPS7SQ3u2Ag/s320/Logansbday14" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You don't get much cooler parents then this right? We were knocking kids down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb556xHBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HW7UQEH-Suo/s1600-h/logansbday13"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910243392494610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb556xHBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HW7UQEH-Suo/s320/logansbday13" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah there were some of Logans friends there to, and reluctantly we let them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a turn. This is Nate and Reese, 2 of Lindsey and Bretts kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb5ufnllI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hDNhio3ALzQ/s1600-h/logansbday9"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910240325834322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb5ufnllI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hDNhio3ALzQ/s320/logansbday9" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is their 3rd little Elliot Bug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb5MNZ7RI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iC8hyRlJgg4/s1600-h/logansbday8"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371910231122636050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozb5MNZ7RI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iC8hyRlJgg4/s320/logansbday8" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey was kind enough to let me steal her pictures since I'm a bad mom and barely took any, I was busy slip n sliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozbmZ4OI-I/AAAAAAAAAi4/gRwYkpQBnPY/s1600-h/logansbday7"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909908374365154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozbmZ4OI-I/AAAAAAAAAi4/gRwYkpQBnPY/s320/logansbday7" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozbl4zl3jI/AAAAAAAAAiw/kIxsfwUGYWs/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909899496578610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Sozbl4zl3jI/AAAAAAAAAiw/kIxsfwUGYWs/s320/Logans+birthday+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Koolaid and Cupcake ice cream cones! Directions since many have asked:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fill cupcakes 2/3 Full (don't overfill because it will be a catastrophe) place the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ice cream comes upside down on top of the batter and bake same time. Spray the pan as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well so they come out easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozblCLKHjI/AAAAAAAAAio/4V5xFjWHKgU/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909884831473202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozblCLKHjI/AAAAAAAAAio/4V5xFjWHKgU/s320/Logans+birthday+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know you want some of this!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371914244597985602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozfizkfsUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/918fyApQHps/s320/logansbday6" border="0" /&gt; Logan has sang happy birthday to himself everyday since his 3 parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozbkTtIQRI/AAAAAAAAAig/4ffObnfXqDU/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909872357490962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozbkTtIQRI/AAAAAAAAAig/4ffObnfXqDU/s320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now for the deflating of the pool, I needed more help then these skinny kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linds???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza9wrwD1I/AAAAAAAAAiI/zdUdUtejfGg/s1600-h/logansbday4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909210121441106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza9wrwD1I/AAAAAAAAAiI/zdUdUtejfGg/s320/logansbday4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the kids played hide and seek ( I almost spelled played plade... I go to college dont worry). They crawled into the neighbors dog igloo, luckily it was brand new since our neighborhasn't moved in yet! Mia looks so dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza9vpU7fI/AAAAAAAAAiA/kCSPCHRuBiU/s1600-h/logansbday3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909209842839026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza9vpU7fI/AAAAAAAAAiA/kCSPCHRuBiU/s320/logansbday3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza886V1RI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Z1pwlxtJz8E/s1600-h/logansbday2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909196223993106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza886V1RI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Z1pwlxtJz8E/s320/logansbday2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza8uHCLKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W3xZanmZBTU/s1600-h/Logansbday"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371909192250698914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Soza8uHCLKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W3xZanmZBTU/s320/Logansbday" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The slip and slide doesn't work so well for children under 40 pounds but they did &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their best. Mostly me and Lindsey were throwing kids down. Here is Logans attempt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5965e94da8550107" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5965e94da8550107%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329887074%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B76A98AABBECB0826004B6319D1FAEB8483855.D4F8487E4281D18F0B5B42D123DE388DA32B5BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5965e94da8550107%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRm1K124eImngtUWGv2uhV3HpKAw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5965e94da8550107%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329887074%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B76A98AABBECB0826004B6319D1FAEB8483855.D4F8487E4281D18F0B5B42D123DE388DA32B5BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5965e94da8550107%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRm1K124eImngtUWGv2uhV3HpKAw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371915213443005826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozgbMzJfYI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gDLUhHhtdGQ/s320/Logans+birthday+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stay tuned for round three of Logans Bday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-8153973948818178535?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5965e94da8550107&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8153973948818178535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=8153973948818178535&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8153973948818178535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/8153973948818178535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/08/logans-birthday-2-of-3.html' title='Logans Birthday 2 of 3'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SozcDYJD2qI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BYMLvXDYHcE/s72-c/Logansbday12' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-3000389492033373626</id><published>2009-08-16T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:15:41.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 of 3 birthday posts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohI1oYy5MI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3kQmycKAdnQ/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          Our cute little Logan turned 3 on August 9th.  We had not 1, not 2 but 3 birthday parties for this little guy.  It started off with some bbq burgers at Granpa Kim and Grandma Mickey's house where we had Garlic dip.  It is my favorite thing to eat at these get togethers.  I believe it is cream cheese, sour cream and Garlic... lots of garlic.  Everyone has to eat this stuff in order to get through the night so everyones breath smells the same.  I've tried otherwise and it is a painful experience.  Luckily I love the stuff and cant smell much afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;        Once again Logan stole the camera and took a picture of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohIl7I7GTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ko4wpZO5IR8/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370622372006795570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohIl7I7GTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ko4wpZO5IR8/s320/Logans+birthday+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is opening a car that goes quite fast from grandma and grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH-ZeLMCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Z1OUiRd2vOQ/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370621692954226722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH-ZeLMCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Z1OUiRd2vOQ/s320/Logans+birthday+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening a doodle pad (is that what they are called)?  Maybe this will spare our walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH9liY9zI/AAAAAAAAAew/JPpF0TCIcy0/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370621679013263154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH9liY9zI/AAAAAAAAAew/JPpF0TCIcy0/s320/Logans+birthday+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheesing it up for the cake, it used to be a baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH9DqZwqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Rsryc8LGoHM/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370621669920064162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH9DqZwqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Rsryc8LGoHM/s320/Logans+birthday+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing us how old he is... He used to be two (right) and now he is three (left hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH8n1KJfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-r5Gh-Q6cE4/s1600-h/Logans+birthday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370621662448985586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH8n1KJfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-r5Gh-Q6cE4/s320/Logans+birthday+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Afterward we went to the Weber county fair where we ran into no other then cousin Tyson.  What is the significance of this?  Tyson couldn't come to Logans birthday because he had a wedding to go to, yet he magically shows up at the fair, hmmm.  Just kiddin Tyson, we know you went to the wedding and to the fair afterward; but your still dead.  Here is Logan cheesin it up in front of the goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370622381363212962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohImd_qsqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Uw1R6xLeeek/s320/Logans+birthday+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is as close as Lance would let us get to the cow ha ha, dangerous creatures I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370621700120978690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohH-0K3JQI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GLFWNuv8vvc/s320/Logans+birthday+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This concludes birthday party numero uno.  Stay tuned for birthday #2, in which there are cupcake icecream cokes, koolaid and some grown women participating in a slip and slide extravagansa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-3000389492033373626?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3000389492033373626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=3000389492033373626&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3000389492033373626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/3000389492033373626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-of-3-birthday-posts.html' title='1 of 3 birthday posts!'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SohIl7I7GTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ko4wpZO5IR8/s72-c/Logans+birthday+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7677977201886365318</id><published>2009-08-12T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:55:00.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logans inner artistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan has been obsessing over my camera and always posing for pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had no idea he'd taken it and actually took pictures till I uploaded all mine and found 85&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures I hadn't taken. The below picture helped me identify the culprit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL6MZPkGI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uMfiXimAQWU/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855781748346978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL6MZPkGI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uMfiXimAQWU/s320/Logan+takes+pic+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL50v8tpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MuzubsaWxKo/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855775401129618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL50v8tpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MuzubsaWxKo/s320/Logan+takes+pic+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL5QloOxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/c2tYFvftwco/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855765694167826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL5QloOxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/c2tYFvftwco/s320/Logan+takes+pic+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL5CgsAQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/BM2Y9wjR30A/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855761915347202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL5CgsAQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/BM2Y9wjR30A/s320/Logan+takes+pic+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLY7rAKoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/M8ijNb0cml8/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855210323749506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLY7rAKoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/M8ijNb0cml8/s320/Logan+takes+pic+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLYS67KgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/TC9v7ubaiMI/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855199384676866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLYS67KgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/TC9v7ubaiMI/s320/Logan+takes+pic+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLYA17h7I/AAAAAAAAAdo/A_8H3LKlKh4/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855194531891122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLYA17h7I/AAAAAAAAAdo/A_8H3LKlKh4/s320/Logan+takes+pic+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLXsrD76I/AAAAAAAAAdg/onhkpCHIqgQ/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855189117595554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLXsrD76I/AAAAAAAAAdg/onhkpCHIqgQ/s320/Logan+takes+pic+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLXS7k9nI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nF9rXGMnAvY/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364855182207546994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPLXS7k9nI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nF9rXGMnAvY/s320/Logan+takes+pic+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7677977201886365318?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7677977201886365318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7677977201886365318&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7677977201886365318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7677977201886365318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/08/logans-inner-artistry.html' title='Logans inner artistry'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPL6MZPkGI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uMfiXimAQWU/s72-c/Logan+takes+pic+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7552383233623823367</id><published>2009-08-07T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:37:00.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPKFw-ywyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/LtVM_N9g2u0/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364853781524824866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPKFw-ywyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/LtVM_N9g2u0/s320/Logan+takes+pic+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blue steal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPKFaol9fI/AAAAAAAAAdI/AI8LdHINR9s/s1600-h/Logan+takes+pic+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364853775526131186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPKFaol9fI/AAAAAAAAAdI/AI8LdHINR9s/s320/Logan+takes+pic+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to see Lance's brother Sean his wife Yolando aka Yo Yo. It was a good time full of river tubing, drinking, dancing, drinking, Rocky's game, drinking, gambling, drinking. All together it was a good trip all though I was mad at Lance most the time, did I mention drinking. Usually Lance and his Bro Sean tend to revert back to child hood after a few beers and I want to ram my fist threw there little annoying stomachs. Luckily I had Yo there to entertain me. She gave me a pedicure and dragged my lazy butt out of bed to go dancing. It was lotza fun! I'm posting all the pictures I pathetically got.  We are losers and forgot the camera everywhere we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364852629336008130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPJCsvkpcI/AAAAAAAAAcw/rScxNONt0oc/s320/Logan+takes+pic+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yolandas driving...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364852633981415538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPJC-DH8HI/AAAAAAAAAc4/7R73q_2k6kE/s320/Logan+takes+pic+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364852642852372370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPJDfGH_5I/AAAAAAAAAdA/s65y9T4FKAY/s320/Logan+takes+pic+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say although there house is beautiful it is very close to down town Denver. I first night there we were hanging out on the porch at 1a.m. since we got in super late. We see a car pull over on the corner and two exoticly dressed women get out. And walk separate ways. In high heels and animal print tops... Then we hear a thump thump thump coming down the road and watch as a car is heading toward cofax with a completely flat tire, going pretty fast. Last we see an ambulance and cop head of the street toward where the car had come. It was pretty hilarious. We locked to doors and went to sleep.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364852623678902866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPJCXq0ElI/AAAAAAAAAco/xPJvnJrTc_M/s320/Logan+takes+pic+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364852613438634866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPJBxhV-3I/AAAAAAAAAcg/vB3h17_R_48/s320/love+ya.jpg" border="0" /&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/2633215970795452894-7552383233623823367?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7552383233623823367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7552383233623823367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7552383233623823367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7552383233623823367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/08/colorado-trip.html' title='Colorado Trip'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPKFw-ywyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/LtVM_N9g2u0/s72-c/Logan+takes+pic+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-9024550093981869538</id><published>2009-08-03T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:01:04.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan and Mia, How the epic love story began</title><content type='html'>This two little kids have been together since '06.  For there 3rd anniversary and Logans birthday on the 9th, Mia wanted to pay tribute and tell the story about How they met...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPEme1cfBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/r50Yj5GaNVM/s1600-h/l_5699a0893e5db2421520d57d96998d68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364847746519694354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPEme1cfBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/r50Yj5GaNVM/s320/l_5699a0893e5db2421520d57d96998d68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPEmDw26yI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Hi4cXn7WjfA/s1600-h/l_b90c20fc6dd407cd27677d8c48b099fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364847739252697890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPEmDw26yI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Hi4cXn7WjfA/s320/l_b90c20fc6dd407cd27677d8c48b099fa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPEljHpRBI/AAAAAAAAAcI/SEkWCUnMplg/s1600-h/l_16169e78a91d49e9925a899b5cbfd2a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364847730489902098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPEljHpRBI/AAAAAAAAAcI/SEkWCUnMplg/s320/l_16169e78a91d49e9925a899b5cbfd2a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364844008507992386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPBM5qAaUI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tV5X2bvys1k/s320/Logan+takes+pic+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mia,'' Now this is a all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I ended things with the prince called lil "L".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In West Layton born and raised on the playground is where I spent most of my days, Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool. And all shooting some Koolaid outside of the pool, When a couple of guys said were up in no good, Started making trouble with my boy from the hood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364842351115011010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO_sbYug8I/AAAAAAAAAao/beib3wHPoG8/s320/Logan+takes+pic+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He got in one little fight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364843084229224306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPAXGcxp3I/AAAAAAAAAbY/OUbDZHMA5jk/s320/Logan+takes+pic+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and my mom got scared, She said youre not dating that boy as long as I breathe air. I whistled for a sippee and when it came near the bottle said gerber, smell of old milk in the air, If I could say anything I could say that this Baby sh*t is ov-aer. I thought now forget it, yo home to Big "L" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364843066350677298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPAWD2MrTI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Iblx5bf3-mo/s320/Logan+takes+pic+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pulled up to the playground about seven or eight, And I yelled to my mom go home smell you later, I Looked at my man I was finally there. To be Mrs. gangsta on my throne as the princess of Big "L"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364843076261256242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPAWoxEHDI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Iqd-D1hISHE/s320/Logan+takes+pic+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He Treats me reeeeeeal nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364842367145075634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO_tXGl47I/AAAAAAAAAa4/z_XLLsnM9jc/s320/Logan+takes+pic+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364844038548383410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPBOpkMZrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/D0Wj9Uk74L8/s320/Logan+takes+pic+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364844025020591762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPBN3K6rpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/VI31GZsbo0c/s320/Logan+takes+pic+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364844016191143074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPBNWRz_KI/AAAAAAAAAbo/vpsxpOac-HU/s320/Logan+takes+pic+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364844031468935378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPBOPMUmNI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pUoVKehbl54/s320/Logan+takes+pic+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I keep him in-line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364842378000766114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO_t_iylKI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5HYETASAwtE/s320/Logan+takes+pic+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby cakes Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364842360387823458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO_s97iZ2I/AAAAAAAAAaw/KOEOPLoJftk/s320/Logan+takes+pic+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-9024550093981869538?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/9024550093981869538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=9024550093981869538&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/9024550093981869538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/9024550093981869538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/08/logan-and-mia-how-epic-love-story-began.html' title='Logan and Mia, How the epic love story began'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnPEme1cfBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/r50Yj5GaNVM/s72-c/l_5699a0893e5db2421520d57d96998d68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-653580063534249426</id><published>2009-07-31T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:01:21.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kid Is Better Than Your Kid</title><content type='html'>So here I go on a little rant. Ever since I was prego I've felt the stress, as many mothers do, of proving to everyone that I can do this. I was 18 when I got pregnant and married (in that order ha ha), I knew what everyone thought, and it drove me nuts. I wanted to prove that I wasn't to young or crazy (I was a wild one) to take care of my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364834154811921634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO4PVxylOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/QDROzHaqdL0/s320/Logan+takes+pic+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily when I had Logan he was and is my world! I still cant believe that I can love someone so much. I'll just stare at him and I have to squeeze him and kiss him all over cuz he is so freaken cute! Anyway back to the point... I still feel that feeling of, What are people going to think if... I've gotten to the point that I say to hell with it. I let Logan out in our carport/condo driveway area to play with his cars with, heaven forebid, no shoes. I could care less if he wears shoes outside, I never did, but I'm sure neighbors are looking at him and shaking there heads ARGH! See I still do it. I'm not going to hold his hand everywhere we go to prove I'm watching him, If I know he wont run away then he wont. I dont need to wash his hands every 30 minutes or try and calm him down so he wont embarass me in public instead of giving him timeout at the grocery store. I'm going to do what I need to, causing whatever scene I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364834163126636034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO4P0wLDgI/AAAAAAAAAaY/HZ_sJUkrqsI/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate the competition between mothers. Everyone brags about there children and with good reason but when you start comparing your kid to my kid, I'm going to break your nose. Logan is perfectly average. He wasn't the 18 month old who can read books but he knew his ABC's! I used to feel the stress of; look what that kid is doing my kid should be doing that to. But that is ridiculous! I have a few rules for myself as Logan gets older:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364834166393363954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO4QA7BXfI/AAAAAAAAAag/Si2bs6Oxt5A/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dont make him do anything he doesn't want to do that he doesn't need to do.&lt;br /&gt;Explanation: Anyone who has seen some of the TV shows about the parents of the 5 year old beauty queens knows these moms are showing off those girls for their own pride. It makes me furious to see them sceaming and crying and their mom just telling them how pretty they will be on stage blah blah blah, seriously get a grip mom. If they want to go up there then yes, let them, it will make them happy but if they dont then leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has seen the new Bruno movie (only a select disturbed few) there is a scene where he is asking parents what there kids can do or what they are comfortable with doing to be on this [fake] TV show. I couldn't believe how some of the parents answered! One mom said that &lt;em&gt;she wouldn't mind helping her 30 pound child loose 10 pounds for the show, she would eve consider liposuction WTF!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Praise Praise Praise, always let him know he is loved. I honestly dont care if my son grows up to be hippee, preppy, gangsta (with exceptions) or gay. As long as he is loving and accepting and respectful. Hopefully I can raise him that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bad%20parents" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bad, bad parents Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d68/olds442man/badkid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bad%20parents" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Good Bad Parents Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb300/group_theory1/goodbadparents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need to remember that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite quotes from my friend &lt;a href="http://mommymattersblog.com/"&gt;Karin&lt;/a&gt;, she is an awesome homeschooling diva with four of the cutest kids ever, her youngest is currently engaged to my nephew, "I sometimes wonder why we moms cannot all just get along? Why are we recreating Junior High with each other? To that end, I've made it my personal mission to give mothers with temper tantrum throwing toddlers a BIG smile and a empathetic, " Hang in there. We've all been there!" Instead of looking down at them and smirking because my children are currently behaving like angels and nibbling on an organic mini rice cake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm sick of this competition between moms, the comparing and the worrying that other people are judging our parenting. I am going to be better about doing the same judging to others as well. We all have different beliefs, views, and ways to raising our kids. There is no degree in being a mom, there is no requirements, we are all doing the best we can! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If your ever feeling down, just remember... Your better then these parents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bad%20parents" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bad Parents Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d190/SheriffFatman1976/bad-parents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bad%20parents" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bad Parenting Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll184/audrey083053/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bad%20parents" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bad Parenting Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll184/audrey083053/b13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bad%20parents" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bad Parenting Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll184/audrey083053/b14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bad%20parents" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="What bad parents &amp;amp;gt;. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll288/Genuine_D/baby-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDkwOTg1Nzg4NTUmcHQ9MTI*OTA5ODU5MjM*MiZwPTQ2OTMxJmQ9Z3JhcGhpY3NodW5*LmNvbSZnPTEmbz*3MjFmMmQwODI*MTA*YmI4ODJiYjRjOGI3MGViNWUxMQ==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="Dart To The Face" href="http://www.graphicshunt.com/funny/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="images" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/funnypics/images/d/dart_to_the_face-13297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDkwOTg4NDczNjAmcHQ9MTI*OTA5ODg1MTkyMCZwPTQ2OTMxJmQ9Z3JhcGhpY3NodW5*LmNvbSZnPTEmbz*3MjFmMmQwODI*MTA*YmI4ODJiYjRjOGI3MGViNWUxMQ==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="Baby With Playboy" href="http://www.graphicshunt.com/funny/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="images" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/funnypics/images/b/baby_with_playboy-12027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDkwOTg4ODA4NTMmcHQ9MTI*OTA5ODg4NjQ*NCZwPTQ2OTMxJmQ9Z3JhcGhpY3NodW5*LmNvbSZnPTEmbz*3MjFmMmQwODI*MTA*YmI4ODJiYjRjOGI3MGViNWUxMQ==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="Drunk Babies" href="http://www.graphicshunt.com/funny/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="images" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/funnypics/images/d/drunk_babies-12029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-653580063534249426?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/653580063534249426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=653580063534249426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/653580063534249426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/653580063534249426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-kid-is-better-than-your-kid.html' title='My Kid Is Better Than Your Kid'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SnO4PVxylOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/QDROzHaqdL0/s72-c/Logan+takes+pic+085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-7920170942831776776</id><published>2009-07-29T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:04:58.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICKCHAT</title><content type='html'>Holy Crappin motherload of crappety crap.  So I'm trying to post this video about chick chat and for about an hour now it has been saying illegal request because apparently OUR video is a copywrite that WE own but I dont have rights to.  So I finally got it up YAH!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the video, so to all you loyal readers (Mom and Kelly) here is Kelly, Alyse and I talking about how much we love eachother!  NOTE: I apologize for the big fat profane finger that pops up in the middle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-7920170942831776776?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7920170942831776776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=7920170942831776776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7920170942831776776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/7920170942831776776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/07/chickchat_29.html' title='CHICKCHAT'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-560018630166101448</id><published>2009-07-29T10:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:57:08.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mabR20Ig7fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mabR20Ig7fw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/07/chick-chat_29.html' title='Chick Chat'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-327159172293462188</id><published>2009-07-19T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:37:20.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLhbXKmIw3k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLhbXKmIw3k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7pmHTSk6R50"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7pmHTSk6R50&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling the videos wont work so go to the links to see a few cute videos of Logan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-327159172293462188?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/327159172293462188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=327159172293462188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/327159172293462188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/327159172293462188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-movies.html' title='Home movies'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6712399409984202854</id><published>2009-07-12T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:41:12.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-D4coNCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WIpRZyVqHXM/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;This is my sister Kelly and on July 3rd she turned 18. Because she has no children her age is ten years younger then her real age, which also means I didnt tell everyone how horribly old her real age is. Not only am I not mentioning her age, but I'll skip over the melanoma she had and the age spot on her cheek, she is very young at heart though.  I also beat her at blogging about it which is a real talent. As you can see she took pictures of her own birthday the whole time. It was a blogger war, and I have officially won... sucka.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733286304815666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-CZN8GjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wa-NbPCS0Yo/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733277174111570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-B3NAnVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/p0eIJR089KI/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year my parents let us choose what dinner we want and what cake. We get to choose anything we want. Last year I choose Alex's homemade chicken tacos, they are delicious, along with dads grilled parmesan vegies and ice cream cake. Usual requests are steak or salmon but Kelly went above all means to request the best, hardest, most deliciousest meal of all.... Yogurt Soup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is Yogurt soup you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is heaven, pure Bliss in every meatball, chicken and Yogurt bite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad used to cook all sorts of weird food which is how I tried fried twinkies, fried green tomatoes and octopus soup. However Yogurt soup is his best dish ever. I was looking forward to the meal for a week once I knew what she had requested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Kel, and Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733293455110562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-Cz2s8aI/AAAAAAAAAZw/7iXgjU2lf10/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Presents (which I selected from her wanting page - present buyers guide to easy) we did cake and candles. The cake I made, I thought, was disgusting but everyone choked it down. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733311867794466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-D4coNCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WIpRZyVqHXM/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Below is Kelly not letting Logan blow out the candles because she wants them all to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-DfTrOZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SvIh3TL0Ky8/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733305119357330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-DfTrOZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SvIh3TL0Ky8/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even cut the cake wrong so she would get the biggest piece.  OK not really she actually just sucks at cutting cake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357736870476472786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SlqBTBTDYdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FkIPuDRdpz4/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEL!  WE LOVE YOU OLD LADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6712399409984202854?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6712399409984202854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6712399409984202854&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6712399409984202854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6712399409984202854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-bliss.html' title='Birthday Bliss'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/Slp-CZN8GjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wa-NbPCS0Yo/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5569978439292396423</id><published>2009-06-24T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:18:08.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Wicked Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLaOvfXtEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5R6zVRs-fGc/s1600-h/11+months+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351079254070637634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLaOvfXtEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5R6zVRs-fGc/s320/11+months+old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You see this cute little adorable face that reminds you of my cute big adorable face? This is Logan at 11 months old, beginning the coke addiction that has trouble him for many years. His little face is very misleading. Dont let those big innocent eyes fool you into believing he is the innocent little two year old he pretends to be. He has to big loves in his life, no not me and Lance (although I'm sure we're up there), he loves;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coke, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shiny things (coins, jewelry etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me explain, when you can't find Logan or he will not come when you call = big trouble. As it means for most kids. Once their quiet you need to find them. As many of you know most the time he as taken a &lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/2009/03/aunt-kellah-must-have-extra-soft-carpet.html"&gt;crap &lt;/a&gt;somewhere or is getting into my &lt;a href="http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-gone-wild.html"&gt;makeup&lt;/a&gt;. The other day I found him here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072501779300562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLUFtPqgNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ftryTozebX4/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072514297728978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLUGb4Sj9I/AAAAAAAAAYo/IQfoRXCPo1g/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sucking down coke as fast as he could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072518220128850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLUGqfdolI/AAAAAAAAAYw/A50DMaqGXBU/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Here you go momma." Luckily he handed it over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This, unfortunetly is not his biggest crime to date. I have been missing my wedding ring for over a month and after turning the house upside down, going threw everything in the vacuum (gag) and taking flashlights to all vents in the home I had sadly given up hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Despite claims that I KNOW I left my ring on my nightstand (the only place I take it off), Lance still claimed I had lost it because, well, I loose EVERYTHING. Anyway like I was saying, after about a month Lance calls me and says he has a yellow and black suprise. Here are the things that go threw my head:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bee" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i331.photobucket.com/albums/l470/mgumowitz/bee.jpg" border="0" alt="welcome bee Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bumble%20bee" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This would piss me off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt293/JRealtor/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/century%2021" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Century 21 Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt293/JRealtor/sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He as been very close to selling our place without my permission, so this would also piss me off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I though of curtains or clothes, but nothing really clicked nor do I want yellow and black curtains or clothes. When I get home he hands me this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072525209828210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLUHEh7-3I/AAAAAAAAAY4/L3w8ay31Cdw/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yah! Logans Tonka truck. Then I get kinda mad cuz I was all excited for a suprise and I get a truck, he as a weird sense of humor and I accept this as my super fantastic prize until he says to look into the drivers seat...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077638552335826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLYwtNytdI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/S6oFkrtX5Nw/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What is that you ask? Yes of course its my wedding ring that Logan STOLE that I DIDN'T lose. I've never wanted to hurt and kiss my child at the same time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077626532902642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLYwAcItvI/AAAAAAAAAZA/jCnavwDJn9g/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077630886928562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLYwQqN4LI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Z8Pp56lvesI/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No, thats not a mans veiny gigantic hand that is mine, with my ring on which I haven't taken off since. Lesson learned. So let it be known to hide all coke and shiny objects around my thief of a child. He is a freaken cute wicked boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5569978439292396423?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5569978439292396423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5569978439292396423&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5569978439292396423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5569978439292396423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/06/wicked-wicked-child.html' title='Wicked Wicked Child'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SkLaOvfXtEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5R6zVRs-fGc/s72-c/11+months+old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-5275748791460850143</id><published>2009-06-02T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:36:51.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congraduations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiW_0GKQtDI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_pFImpd7ilg/s1600-h/IMG_1100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342887434672714802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiW_0GKQtDI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_pFImpd7ilg/s320/IMG_1100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had two graduations this year. This first was this lady;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342887441098168722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiW_0eGNWZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Sb6PNUHqhp0/s320/IMG_1099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is my mom and she got her bachlors degree after raising a Chad, Kelly, Me and Alyse and two grandchildren. She tells me Kelly was the hardest because of her &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://grandpooba.blogspot.com/2009/06/planting-flowers-can-be-deadly.html"&gt;outbursts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I remember her often chasing us with a rake in the yard. I was the easiest and my mother often calls me her golden child becuase I am perfect. And I gave her this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342889102102812194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXBVJ0k1iI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sxcJGaxCjMw/s320/IMG_1106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Brother gave her Brolin on the right so he is second, naturally. Alyse is the next and last of course Kelly, who we let hold the grandchildren to make her feel better about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I am very proud of my mom she has worked very hard for this! She is the biggest help in my life and the best babysitter ever. Without her and my family I wouldn't be able to be going to school and working. Thanks mom LOVE YOU! Here she is with all her grankids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342891923643218034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXD5Y4OuHI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Wo3uDyUVAuo/s320/IMG_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342893762860107746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXFkcftR-I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MzYZEhxRsDs/s320/IMG_1066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342891926252499426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXD5imVMeI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9vEtGnt7v0I/s320/IMG_1031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342891934141995906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXD5__VW4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/-p7KWYMBWsU/s320/IMG_1037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342887428978873618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiW_zw8vlRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VI6GJJRPmGQ/s320/IMG_1097.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next graduate is little Kelsi, she graduated from 11th grade. I know thats not an official graduation but she worked very hard, I would know because I am her math tutor. We often fell asleep together doing hours of math but she is done! Yah! No more math. Also she is the next years drill team captain. Wahoo go Kelsi! Look how cute brolin is in his little tux!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342889120684790690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXBWPC3U6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/mIxeD9sxuZg/s320/IMG_1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here Logan, Kelly, and Brolin are watching her dance. Its that mesmerizing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342889109117457906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXBVj8_1fI/AAAAAAAAAXY/uZl9AH-dWw8/s320/IMG_1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That big ugly guys is Brolins dad, nut no worries Brolin got looks from his mom.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342889113623107282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiXBV0vOltI/AAAAAAAAAXg/WWIoZSZTkzo/s320/IMG_1110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats all the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-5275748791460850143?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5275748791460850143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=5275748791460850143&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5275748791460850143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/5275748791460850143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/06/congraduations.html' title='Congraduations!'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SiW_0GKQtDI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_pFImpd7ilg/s72-c/IMG_1100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-2027173241558792552</id><published>2009-05-14T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:40:19.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick Flicks are Out</title><content type='html'>What did I go see this weekend? Wolverine. Why would I go to a shoot em up... no rather cut them up, action packed, testosterone fill mythical movie as Wolverine? Was it the super powers that make me feel inadequate and unspecial? No. Was it the delicious popcorn and dots mix that me and Lance enjoy at the movies? No... It was a five minute scene of Wolverines sweet naked body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/wolverine" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Wolverine Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/fyshah/wolverine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and I liked the movie so much Lance decided to take some human growth hormone to become more like him. I think its working and I couldn't be more pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335719436912268674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgxIjtpNlYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ttN_tOHZfII/s320/wolverine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly for me Ryan Renolds happens to be in the movie as well. As some of you know, he is my boyfriend and my old myspace friend. I promised him I would not ever mention our secret affair, so I wont but I do have pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/ryan%20renolds" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ryan Renolds Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk311/Kaa-Boone/ryanreynolds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335714195568766162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgxDyoHirNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/01vuOC0_16U/s320/RR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures that got leaked to the press, we played it off saying I was his cousin but as you can see he clearly has feelings for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335716146748991074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgxFkM1KJmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ddl_WET6bPI/s320/alanisryan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the movie, I highly recommend this movie to all the women who do not want to go because it is a "man" movie. Dump your chick flick idea for the night becuase I promise there will be plenty of eye candy excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-2027173241558792552?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2027173241558792552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=2027173241558792552&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2027173241558792552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/2027173241558792552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/05/chick-flicks-are-out.html' title='Chick Flicks are Out'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgxIjtpNlYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ttN_tOHZfII/s72-c/wolverine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2633215970795452894.post-6487747940102930592</id><published>2009-05-05T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:06:54.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys gone Wild</title><content type='html'>After working 40 hours and then going to the school to study another 20 hours this last week, my poor home and family was neglected. Finals are over and I can now get back to being a Wife/Mother. Which means starting with laundry (Sorry Lance). We have survived using socks twice, throwing wrinkled clothes in the dryer to freshen them up, and eating off of old paper plates from Logans birthday party. Needless to say it took a full 8 hour day for me to get my house back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my stack of towells:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332538574283679794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD7lI8_KDI/AAAAAAAAAVg/13oYUPflzGs/s320/makeup+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332538576504987186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD7lROlnjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ENJ_HYCYlAw/s320/makeup+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to make more then one trip up the stairs, they are my worst enemy. I looked like Gus Gus off of Cinderella but luckily I didn't drop any. Notice the makeup bag next to the towells, and how it is so close to the edge of the counter... this will come in to play soon. It has a "K" because I bought it for Kelly but kept forgetting to give it to her and now I use it... sorry Kel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332538584181792818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD7lt04YDI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jslh0c7rOEg/s320/makeup+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shoving them neatly under the sink I noticed things had gotten very quiet. I went to the top of the stairs and heard splashing in the toilet so I yelled for Logan to get out of the toilet. He said, "No I cleaning messy face momma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found, after him being alone for 4 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332539263288759042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD8NPsmUwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/D5tTxACFIf0/s320/makeup+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332538589814045506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD7mCztu0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/Si4dt1d5ONw/s320/makeup+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332539266363096770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD8NbJk_sI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mqTeYPuUL5Y/s320/makeup+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much deep thought and searching I found this, which was in the "K" bag right next to the towells I had photographed before I took them upstairs. That sneaky devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332538588042200146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD7l8NRhFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9_mqriy48jU/s320/makeup+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2633215970795452894-6487747940102930592?l=lllorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6487747940102930592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2633215970795452894&amp;postID=6487747940102930592&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6487747940102930592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2633215970795452894/posts/default/6487747940102930592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lllorr.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-gone-wild.html' title='Boys gone Wild'/><author><name>Orr's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01902223910895854072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SNCYFEF3ExI/AAAAAAAAABE/A6yWWPYfFHw/S220/Lindee+and+Lance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NyftR3jIKQ/SgD7lI8_KDI/AAAAAAAAAVg/13oYUPflzGs/s72-c/makeup+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
