<?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-1657151039550150242</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:57:01.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A DAY IN THE LIFE OF...</title><subtitle type='html'>Chris, Laura, Nicole, Phillip, Desiree</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-556208086857307250</id><published>2009-07-06T10:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:02:16.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"12" years ago today.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SlIepYVWKhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/fW5yETmTrmU/s1600-h/babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355376603152394770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SlIepYVWKhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/fW5yETmTrmU/s400/babes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 12 years ago today i recieved the best gift any person could give me.  i love this young man so much.  there is not a day when he is saying or doing something that makes me laugh.  tuesday he has his interview with the bishop, he leaves for boys camp saturday and will be gone for a whole week.  when he returns he will be ordained a deacon in our ward.  i am so happy and sad at the same time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PHILLIP MICHAEL CORDOVA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;07-06-1997&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/1657151039550150242-556208086857307250?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/556208086857307250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/556208086857307250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/07/12-years-ago-today.html' title='&quot;12&quot; years ago today.....'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SlIepYVWKhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/fW5yETmTrmU/s72-c/babes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-4573587751779985740</id><published>2009-06-17T18:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:38:49.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm borded</title><content type='html'>so since school has been out i have heard nothing but &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"i'm bored". &lt;/span&gt;i tell the kids to read a book, draw a picture or we can play a game. they will even have friends over and still say this. today i got tired of it. they were both (phil &amp;amp; des) downstairs and they were arguing and just being 12. so i had it. i put on some shorts and my tennis shoes and went downstairs and told them to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the park and we ALL swung and the swings, layed out on a blanket listened to music and played phase 10. we had an amazing time. we were there for almost 3 hours and then the kids from iverson and goldfarb started coming so we decided it was time to leave. it was nice not hearing the&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; "i'm bored"&lt;/span&gt; or the fighting. i even bought them ice cram for being so good. we have plans to do it again tomorrow only were bringing lunch and a different game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-4573587751779985740?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4573587751779985740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4573587751779985740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-borded.html' title='i&apos;m borded'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8375467195084104595</id><published>2009-05-04T14:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:12:55.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;              so we finally moved into the new house and i am so excited.  i love it.  its the perfect size, 3 bdrm, 2 1/2 bths, and 2 car garage.  i love it.  the pool is about 20 yrds. from my front door and i don't have to worry about the maintenance and up keep of it and no lawn to fuss over.  it is also closer to the kids school and friends (my friends too) and we are back in our old ward (treeline).  i would take pictures, but my camera is somewhere buried in the sea of boxes. once i have everything where i want it i will post it all.                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-8375467195084104595?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8375467195084104595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8375467195084104595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-house.html' title='new house'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-3124849001207520898</id><published>2009-03-30T16:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:17:19.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>messy house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so we are moving again, but not far. we found a great townhouse just up the street. it is right next to the park and the best thing is that we're in the treeline ward again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i love the new place. i had told a couple of people that if they hear of anything just to let us know. so one day my lovely friend grace was talking to another sister and mentioned that i was looking for a place and asked if she knew of anything. the sister then tells grace that she had knew of a man who was interested in renting his home but she had not seen or heard from him so she wasn't to sure. just as she was outside saying this the man she was referring to walks out to take out the trash and she asked if he was still interested in renting his home and he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this place is perfect for us. it has 3 room and 2 1/2 baths and a 2 car garage. we are so excited to move in, which will be on the first of may. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so now my house is in shambles with boxes everywhere and clothes, shoes and toys.  i told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; i was going to do room by room and hopefully it goes better this way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-3124849001207520898?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3124849001207520898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3124849001207520898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/03/messy-house.html' title='messy house'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-3045001961060168121</id><published>2009-03-26T18:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:17:47.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cori and melissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/ScwK-wnVhFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/l72j_Q7pF3M/s1600-h/cori+and+melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317637333335770194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/ScwK-wnVhFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/l72j_Q7pF3M/s400/cori+and+melissa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These two ladies are my bestest friends. i love them both so much. before i moved away for a short while there was never a day when we were not talking to each other or at one of their houses. they are the two most loving, generous, caring and wonderful women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are always there for me when i need them. even living in texas i was calling them crying that i wanted to come back home and they assured me that i was going to be okay and everything would be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today cori and i went to go and just spend the day with melissa. we had so much fun just talking and spending time with each other. thank you cori and melissa for such a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to anyone who knows them, they are both the most wonderful people EVER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(sorry cori i borrowed the pic from your blog, cause i dont have one of the both of you together)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-3045001961060168121?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3045001961060168121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3045001961060168121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/03/cori-and-melissa.html' title='cori and melissa'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/ScwK-wnVhFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/l72j_Q7pF3M/s72-c/cori+and+melissa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8720597006414940872</id><published>2009-03-05T17:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:09:54.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>brinkley, my new bff....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so my new bff, brinkley came over on tuesday and we had a great time. we played this new game that the kids got. its called "boogie superstar" and we love it. so i wanted brinkley to come over and play with us. here, des and brinkley are dancing some of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-afe1496470e32a0c" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafe1496470e32a0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331692246%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FF2D0518C1E32EAF56DBADB9B80D5A9DE24E2F7.C9B863B2EADF52009FEC669A0DB0D2D824D5393%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafe1496470e32a0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwO-2PZGDz90x1EWt_Ulvhwe6XpI&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafe1496470e32a0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331692246%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FF2D0518C1E32EAF56DBADB9B80D5A9DE24E2F7.C9B863B2EADF52009FEC669A0DB0D2D824D5393%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafe1496470e32a0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwO-2PZGDz90x1EWt_Ulvhwe6XpI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBoj6d3NOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zmn__LqDOjQ/s1600-h/100_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309858926869034210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBoj6d3NOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zmn__LqDOjQ/s400/100_1047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we had an awesome time with her. des and i took turns playing the game with her. at one point she beat me,she did great with just playing it this once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBojQlcaPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/W_Ex4ozJgc4/s1600-h/100_1044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309858915626543346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBojQlcaPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/W_Ex4ozJgc4/s400/100_1044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this games shows different styles of dancing and singing with great songs to do it to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBoiz-rI-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/KoHIp28Ppgc/s1600-h/100_1043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309858907947738082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBoiz-rI-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/KoHIp28Ppgc/s400/100_1043.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/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBoitOMpjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/sb51zn4zPBM/s1600-h/100_1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309858906133800498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBoitOMpjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/sb51zn4zPBM/s400/100_1042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thanks brinkley for coming over, next time it will be longer and we will play guitar hero.&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/1657151039550150242-8720597006414940872?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=afe1496470e32a0c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8720597006414940872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8720597006414940872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/03/brinkley-my-new-bff.html' title='brinkley, my new bff....'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SbBoj6d3NOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zmn__LqDOjQ/s72-c/100_1047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-3621086867499247914</id><published>2009-02-16T23:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:09:57.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new toys....yeah!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304198264477889378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMN_xys2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/bwYnUUpmCQw/s400/100_1002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so chris finally gave in and we got a new computer.  i absolutely love it.  we got an awesome deal on it.  chris got a rebate from his school for hp and we ended up getting the monitor for free.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on top is the old computer and desk and below is the new computer and desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMOxckmBI/AAAAAAAAATw/aKUfP_tgkHM/s1600-h/100_1018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304198277810657298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMOxckmBI/AAAAAAAAATw/aKUfP_tgkHM/s400/100_1018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i also got a new phone.  the other rest its soul is finally dead.  i went a whole day with out any reception anywhere.   since i had the phone for over a year i got the new one really cheap.  if there is deal to be found i will find it. the new phone is a sidekick and i am loving it.  the sales lady was great and gave me two extra face plates for it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMOndN8tI/AAAAAAAAATo/kQRCVM0Hv7E/s1600-h/100_1015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304198275129012946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMOndN8tI/AAAAAAAAATo/kQRCVM0Hv7E/s400/100_1015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and finally for valentines chris got me a sewing machine.  i am SO LOVING IT!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i recently bought new curtains, but they we're too see through.  so i decided to make some darker ones and they came out great well i think so.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMOLoquqI/AAAAAAAAATY/-_NcfmQST7E/s1600-h/100_1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304198267660843682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMOLoquqI/AAAAAAAAATY/-_NcfmQST7E/s400/100_1010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304198272653345234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMOeO-QdI/AAAAAAAAATg/IgkvBoRxYpA/s400/100_1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aren't they so pretty.  well everyone should come over and play with the new toys.&lt;/span&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/1657151039550150242-3621086867499247914?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3621086867499247914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3621086867499247914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-toysyeah.html' title='new toys....yeah!!!!'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SZxMN_xys2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/bwYnUUpmCQw/s72-c/100_1002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8784333114926336199</id><published>2009-02-03T22:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:39:23.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>something different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkZ52x4LBI/AAAAAAAAATI/nwVFRm0tPQc/s1600-h/100_0993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298794918326053906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkZ52x4LBI/AAAAAAAAATI/nwVFRm0tPQc/s400/100_0993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this past week I have been really upset.  We found out some news that it I don't like so I needed to do something to cheer me up.  I decided to paint the kids bathroom.  As you can see Des is painting and the blue that it was looked like a light purple and I hated it.  Phillip helped out for a bit but lost interest when the ice cream man came by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkZ5LgzlhI/AAAAAAAAATA/rJMwNVtb_9o/s1600-h/100_0995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298794906711725586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkZ5LgzlhI/AAAAAAAAATA/rJMwNVtb_9o/s400/100_0995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She tried her hardest to stay clean and not to get any on the ceiling.  But as you can see she got on both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkZ5PPLKCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PQAKA740OOE/s1600-h/100_0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298794907711514658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkZ5PPLKCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PQAKA740OOE/s400/100_0997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to add some lime green towels and monkey fixtures so it will look so much better.  I love it.  I had it done by the time Chris got home and he just shook his head and said couldn't I do something else less dramatic.  I told him no and to leave me alone and also informed him that it is the kids bathroom and he doesn't have to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The down stairs bathroom is next.  I just don't know what to do.  So if any of you have ideas just let me know, I'm up for anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1657151039550150242-8784333114926336199?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8784333114926336199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8784333114926336199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-different.html' title='something different'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkZ52x4LBI/AAAAAAAAATI/nwVFRm0tPQc/s72-c/100_0993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-9052864439333972382</id><published>2009-02-03T22:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:27:20.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Andre's French Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298788553106216658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkUHWfNVtI/AAAAAAAAASI/AkBzhDep1hI/s400/montecarloandres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sis in law, or (my oldest as I referrer to sometimes) took me to eat the restaurant that she works at.  This was my birthday present from her.  It's inside the Monte Carlo and it was good.  Earlier that day I was asking Chris what does one eat at a French place, he said stick with the chicken you cant go wrong with that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298789731045759234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkVL6p4WQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jeDvq_3vm4U/s400/100_0976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here is Nicole with the Wine Director.  He is name is Claudio and he was so nice and funny.  He kept on ask if I was sure that I didn't want any wine.  I repeatedly told him that I don't drink.  But thanked him any ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkVMX07EcI/AAAAAAAAASg/iZnEbEdCWto/s1600-h/100_0980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298789738876703170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkVMX07EcI/AAAAAAAAASg/iZnEbEdCWto/s400/100_0980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was so much to choose from.  I wanted to say that I did at least try something new. &lt;br /&gt;So I decided to have the duck.  It was so good, I didn't even finish it. We had the full four course dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298789741472969362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkVMhf68pI/AAAAAAAAASw/H1TflL4c_pE/s400/100_0983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was one of the servers.  His name is Javier and he made me a rooster for my left overs.  I took it home for Chris to try and he was not having none of it.  The kids were upset that I actually ate the duck, but I explained to them that it was GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298789740237984706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkVMc5ek8I/AAAAAAAAASo/M1TDz79zCYk/s400/100_0981.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-9052864439333972382?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/9052864439333972382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/9052864439333972382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/02/andres-french-restaurant.html' title='Andre&apos;s French Restaurant'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SYkUHWfNVtI/AAAAAAAAASI/AkBzhDep1hI/s72-c/montecarloandres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-7431102017062366313</id><published>2009-01-23T18:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:06:00.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just one of those days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so today was one of those days where you actually get the things you wanted done, done. well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phil&lt;/span&gt; had his friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alii&lt;/span&gt; spend the night last night, they went to bed about midnight and woke up at 7:30. i got up to make breakfast, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; got up everyone ate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; did his school work while we all got ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;first, we had to go and pay bills. i hate doing it online, cause i hate having to wait for it to come out. i pay cash, have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;receipt&lt;/span&gt;, and peace of mind knowing that its taken care of. so we left and paid the phones (house and cell), water, and gas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;second, we had to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;leslie&lt;/span&gt; and get the water tested for the pool. everything is great, all we had to add was 2 cups of acid. so i was happy about that. so then we had to go across town to pay the house phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;third, we had to go to sports authority. last night we registered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;phil&lt;/span&gt; for baseball, so we had to go and look to see what he needs and what he wants. we found some great bats, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; wants to hold off, cause he wants to go and look at big 5 and see what they have there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we go and pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;des&lt;/span&gt; up her friends and go and have lunch. can you believe this, i got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; done in just a manner of a couple of hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;finally we get home and we clean up the pool. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt; bought me a new chlorine dispenser, cause his friend busted up my other one. so now i have this new killer whale one and it is so cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so now i am relaxing and deciding on what i am going to wear to go out tonight. my sis in law is coming and we are going dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294659793988726738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SXppB8M9r9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/YJB-AfpaKo8/s400/TwoGirlsDancing.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/1657151039550150242-7431102017062366313?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/7431102017062366313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/7431102017062366313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='just one of those days'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SXppB8M9r9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/YJB-AfpaKo8/s72-c/TwoGirlsDancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-6237063185413152412</id><published>2009-01-15T15:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:31:27.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio SPURS !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291635741080863378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SW-qq5PiwpI/AAAAAAAAARU/YEhEArKqjeA/s200/spurs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the Spurs. This happens to be the only Texas team that I actually like and will cheer for. So they played the Lakers last night in San Antonio and they won 112 to 111. I told Chris that I want to see them when they go to LA. I went to their web site and found out they will be in LA on the 25th of this month. I told him that he could get me this for my birthday, but he said no cause it wasn't to much of a notice. So I will watch them from afar, see them on TV when ever they play, and hopefully one day go and see them. I just love Manu Ginobili, Robert Horry, Tony Parker and Tm Duncan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured since I couldn't go to the game maybe he should get me a jersey instead. So we will see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;GO SPURS!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-6237063185413152412?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6237063185413152412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6237063185413152412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/01/san-antonio-spurs.html' title='San Antonio SPURS !!!!'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SW-qq5PiwpI/AAAAAAAAARU/YEhEArKqjeA/s72-c/spurs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-4532378202309044529</id><published>2009-01-09T12:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:30:51.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family History</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I have decided to look up my family history. I am so loving it. I have found out so many different things. For starters, I have discovered that there are apparently members of the Church on all sides of the family. I was looking up my father and grandparents on all sides (step and biological). I find out that several members of the family have be baptized. On Chris's side it said that his real grandfather, (that we named Phil after), is already done. It shows that someone went and took the whole family back in 91'. I am happy but a little sad at the same time. I glad that someone has gone and taken their names, but then at the same time I was wanting to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So then I go and look at my family and discover that my older brother who passed before I was born and an uncle (mother's younger brother) who passed as a baby were also done. I called my sister to inform her that someone on our mother side of the family has to be LDS other than me and Phil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I email my mother, cause this seems to be the only way I catch her and ask her to please call me so that way I can ask her who is doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She calls me later and I am discussing this with her and she has no idea who it could be. I want to know so that way we could get together and I can have my family history. So my search is on to find out who the members are. I told Chris that it was meant to be for me to be a member of the Church. That we have it from both sides, he is next.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1657151039550150242-4532378202309044529?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4532378202309044529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4532378202309044529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-history.html' title='Family History'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-3391733300136192489</id><published>2009-01-01T16:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:30:36.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have made my new resolutions and I am hoping to stick to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Lose about 20 more pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Go to the Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Hurry up and get done with school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and finally be more involved with Church and spend as much time as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;with my family&lt;/span&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/1657151039550150242-3391733300136192489?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3391733300136192489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3391733300136192489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-4217961412236570169</id><published>2008-12-29T21:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:36:00.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Santa Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I was a dork and left my camera in my sister in law car. I felt bad cause when the kids woke up and ran down stairs to see what was left and I went to reach for my camera, I then realized where I had left it. Well we had a great Christmas and everyone came over and we had a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Desiree:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; DS (pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;a mountain bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;crafty things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and lots of gift cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Phillip:&lt;/span&gt; DS (black)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;a mountain bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ed Hardy shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;skateboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gift cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a art set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got a &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;new ring&lt;/span&gt;. A while back I was upset with my hubby and I got mad and threw it at him and lets say it was never to be seen again. So he knew that he had to get me another one. I love it, of course I had to go with him to pick it out and make sure that it was the right size and one that I would wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all we had a great Christmas. We were surrounded by loved ones and we talked all night. It was great to be back in Vegas where we belong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-4217961412236570169?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4217961412236570169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4217961412236570169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-santa-left.html' title='What Santa Left'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-6847106236682456811</id><published>2008-12-24T22:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:29:54.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the Night Before Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WISH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everyone a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MERRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SAFE &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NEW YEAR !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-6847106236682456811?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6847106236682456811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6847106236682456811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the Night Before Christmas...'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8257407857184409633</id><published>2008-12-20T15:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:16:19.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Vegas Really !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1rcf8HLII/AAAAAAAAAQs/9qyNvwkQ8Ws/s1600-h/temple+snow+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281996075329596546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1rcf8HLII/AAAAAAAAAQs/9qyNvwkQ8Ws/s200/temple+snow+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So this is what we woke up to on Thursday morning.  We had the most wonderful snowstorm ever.  I think that we did.  You see it never sticks on our side of town.  Everyone on the South West or North West get all the snow.  I was talking with my friend Marian and she telling me that her kids are making snowmen, I was just wanting it to stick.  Well then it is almost time for the kids to get home from school and I go outside hoping that they are getting a ride home from the neighbors and low behold there is snow everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1rcMZrJ4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/doXYuv41S-8/s1600-h/temple+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281996070084880258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1rcMZrJ4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/doXYuv41S-8/s200/temple+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Phillip woke me up early on Thursday cause the had a SNOWDAY, really in Vegas a SNOWDAY.  I went outside and took pictures of Sunrise Mountain, cause that is one mountain that never gets any.  We decided to take a ride around and drove up to the Temple  and we saw this wonderful sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q_fBG8nI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sBhvIypTIUc/s1600-h/sunrise+mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281995576865911410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q_fBG8nI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sBhvIypTIUc/s200/sunrise+mountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what it looked like when we woke up I think that this is one beautiful picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q_Ch6PDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YxfuDfQhGh0/s1600-h/snow+day+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281995569218862130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q_Ch6PDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YxfuDfQhGh0/s200/snow+day+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were being silly and I wanted to get a picture of us in the snow.  After Desiree's concert was cancelled we decided to go to the park next to the school and play in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q-0FdvkI/AAAAAAAAAQM/58avs-h1C6Q/s1600-h/snow+day+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281995565341457986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q-0FdvkI/AAAAAAAAAQM/58avs-h1C6Q/s200/snow+day+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just look at all the pretty snow.  I know that we didn't get alot of it not like other parts of town.  We got about 2.5 inches in our part and Henderson got 8 inches and Mt. Charleston got 11 inches can you believe it, it still looks great today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q-gNCS-I/AAAAAAAAAQE/LFajd_LIEKU/s1600-h/snow+day3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281995560004504546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1q-gNCS-I/AAAAAAAAAQE/LFajd_LIEKU/s200/snow+day3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phil was making snow angels, he knew that his chances for ever making another one near the house with out going up to the mountains was slim. &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/1657151039550150242-8257407857184409633?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8257407857184409633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8257407857184409633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-vegas-really.html' title='In Vegas Really !!!'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SU1rcf8HLII/AAAAAAAAAQs/9qyNvwkQ8Ws/s72-c/temple+snow+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-5826572349557318988</id><published>2008-12-10T11:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:36.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well the kids have been busy with their Christmas list. They usually change it about 20 times before they settle with what they really want. So last night after doing homework, eating dinner and showers. i had them write their final choices to Santa. They both looked at me like I was crazy. Des was the first to pipe up and say, um hello we are 11 here. The boy was next to say yea mom. I looked at them both and was about to cry and realized that my babies are no longer babies. I still had them do it. I told them both that they will write letters until they are 18 and out of my house. They started laughing and so did Chris. He told me to let them go and eventually they are going to grow up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This has to be one of the hardest Holidays for parents. Realizing that when you go from buying Preschool toys to buying gift cards cause that is what they ask for, so they can buy what they want. So with this last bit of information to our friends and families. We love everyone and we wish everyone a Merry and Happy Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278220343593230946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SUABb_IdYmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8PtcWjEOoAs/s200/christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/1657151039550150242-5826572349557318988?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/5826572349557318988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/5826572349557318988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa....'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SUABb_IdYmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8PtcWjEOoAs/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8517804898772175962</id><published>2008-12-05T19:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:48:41.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUnC0XUMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yfGZHxPLhxs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276482205677736130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUnC0XUMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yfGZHxPLhxs/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUoTA0UqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uO9kbQ8upMQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276482227204805282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUoTA0UqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uO9kbQ8upMQ/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUni4lrrI/AAAAAAAAAME/GFiUGwkZ6eQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276482214285389490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUni4lrrI/AAAAAAAAAME/GFiUGwkZ6eQ/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUnWqP4EI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eQcfay4UiZQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276482211004014658" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUnWqP4EI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eQcfay4UiZQ/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276482233623364098" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUoq7HwgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OYlMti9kep0/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I decided that this year I would make Christmas cards and send them out. Hopefully everyone got the ones I sent out. I took the kids up to the Temple and they had a great time being there. We took a couple of different pictures. We settled on the second one. Des loved the way it looks with the background. We all had a great time being there, I think next time we go I just might join the fun and take a couple of pictures with them. We wish everyone a Merry and safe Holiday.&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/1657151039550150242-8517804898772175962?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8517804898772175962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8517804898772175962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/STnUnC0XUMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yfGZHxPLhxs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8363069459106365189</id><published>2008-11-24T17:38:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:04:41.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSs7WO4UoUI/AAAAAAAAALo/RVQbhw5UhlA/s1600-h/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373041904787778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSs7WO4UoUI/AAAAAAAAALo/RVQbhw5UhlA/s200/phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Okay, this is my phone. I love this phone. It has a great memory for my pictures and music. It also serves as a MP3 player which is why I got it in the first place. I had to replace this phone once before. While living in Texas, I was sitting around the fountain at work and got up not realizing that my phone was in my lap got up and it fell in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Well I replaced it and things were going great. Until about a month ago. My phone at every chance is trying to commit suicide. It had fallen on the tile floor breaking into all parts. I bring it back to life and a couple of days later same thing. This time I didn't think that it was going to make it. Chris told me just to forget it and get another one. I told him to forget it. This phone and I have &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;memories and special times.(I know that it is just a phone)Well I get it all better. It lasted a couple of weeks. The thing now is that I drop alot of calls. I thought about getting a new one, but I have alot of ring tones and call tones on this one and they don't transfer over to a new phone. See the dilemma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Well this past weekend. We cleaned the pool out. It was drained and Chris and his friend Jason were wrapping the hose up and I was sitting on the edge of the pool just see how it looked empty. I get up cause I am in the way, well my phone was in the pocket of my jacket. I don't know what happened. Next thing I see is my phone at the bottom of the pool. Luckily there was no water in it, just in the middle where the pump couldn't get to. So I go around to the steps and get in. Trying to see if I could save my phone. I really thought that this was the end. Every thing had popped out and Chris said that it had finally succeeded. I refused to believe it. So I bring inside and hope for the best.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Well it WORKS!!!!! I was so happy. I am seriously thinking about duct taping some parts, but I know that is a little ghetto. This is for you my little phone that I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-8363069459106365189?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8363069459106365189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8363069459106365189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-phone.html' title='My Phone'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSs7WO4UoUI/AAAAAAAAALo/RVQbhw5UhlA/s72-c/phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-4509484149049015519</id><published>2008-11-22T10:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:48:30.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSg2YaPrE2I/AAAAAAAAALg/MsFyBzfwv_w/s1600-h/twilight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271523156826985314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSg2YaPrE2I/AAAAAAAAALg/MsFyBzfwv_w/s200/twilight1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So last night I went to see the awesome movie.  It was so nice cause I got to see it with all my great friends.  We had a girls night out and had dinner and everything.  It is so nice to go out every now and then.  So thank you so much Cori, if wasn't for you I would have stayed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-4509484149049015519?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4509484149049015519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4509484149049015519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSg2YaPrE2I/AAAAAAAAALg/MsFyBzfwv_w/s72-c/twilight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-3658812685785766850</id><published>2008-11-17T12:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:38:55.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>14 - 10 ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSG5Z1s-2MI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HMqTcsPtxyw/s1600-h/cowboys.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269696892563806402" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSG5Z1s-2MI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HMqTcsPtxyw/s200/cowboys.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSG5ZhHeL3I/AAAAAAAAALI/xYaVDk-JVbk/s1600-h/redskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269696887037767538" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSG5ZhHeL3I/AAAAAAAAALI/xYaVDk-JVbk/s200/redskin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;14 - 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sorry Kris and Alexis.  Ernest made me do this.  He so happy that they finally win a game.  I told him that no matter what they aren't going to the Super Bowl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-3658812685785766850?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3658812685785766850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3658812685785766850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/11/14-10.html' title='14 - 10 ....'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSG5Z1s-2MI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HMqTcsPtxyw/s72-c/cowboys.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-2831891492671778937</id><published>2008-11-16T17:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:07:30.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair Cuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269405847739160402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwszPb11I/AAAAAAAAAKY/o64OhoVYAYE/s400/phil+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OK so here is the before picture. I loved his hair. It was so long and I loved playing with it when he and I were sitting on the couch watching TV. I finally made the decision to cut it after some subtle chit chat with our Bishop about Phil's hair getting longer. In a about half a year Phil will be passing the Sacrament and needs to look like a wholesome boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269407856492696754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCyhubmVLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/poUtTKTgLeI/s400/phil+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is a shot getting it cut. After she took the first chunk, I was having second thoughts. I know that it needed to be done. He hated waking up and me having to do it for him. If it was up to him he would go to school with bed head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwt0uI8AI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Jlx-AOY6lGc/s1600-h/phil+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269405865316249602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwt0uI8AI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Jlx-AOY6lGc/s400/phil+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is the after shot. Boy was he mad. He had tears when we were sitting there waiting for Des to get her hair done. He still has phantom hair. He will throw his head back to get the hair out of his eyes, but there is nothing there. I truly feel bad and I told him that we will never cut it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwsh9DcsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aIG2dUMN_mM/s1600-h/des+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269405843098661570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwsh9DcsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/aIG2dUMN_mM/s400/des+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Here she is getting hers done. I did have a before picture, but I wanted to save her from embarrassment. They had just woken up and she really had BED HEAD. Their hair appt. was at 8 in the morning, so they were not up to getting anything done but sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwsV2VznI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Dc34qShlOsE/s1600-h/des+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269405839849279090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwsV2VznI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Dc34qShlOsE/s400/des+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Here is the after shot of her. She looks happy. I was telling Chris that Phil was happy in the morning and she was not. But you can see from the later pics, that he is mad and she is happy. I have to still get use to Phil's hair short, he looks good. But he looks older now. I wish that my babies would stay babies forever.&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-2831891492671778937?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/2831891492671778937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/2831891492671778937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-hair-cuts.html' title='New Hair Cuts'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SSCwszPb11I/AAAAAAAAAKY/o64OhoVYAYE/s72-c/phil+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8747847279608356396</id><published>2008-11-08T14:29:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:10:06.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Landscaping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266387456779124658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRX3fUrkf7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xsiEboiz0xc/s400/100_0786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well it got done today. The landscapers were here at 7:30 this morning and boy they are fast. In the previous pictures you could see the dead grass and how awful it looked. Phil was quite startled seeing all the Mexicans. He came rushing into our room to inform of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRX3hYzj2fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bPPb6i-4z54/s1600-h/100_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266387492246116850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRX3hYzj2fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bPPb6i-4z54/s400/100_0790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are my pretty rose bushes only one has bloomed though. I love the yellow roses. Those guys were very good. They were quick and clean. For a while there I was scared. It was sure a mess but look how nice it is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266387477787010434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRX3gi8PZYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QEHnyx8jn5Y/s400/100_0788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is where a tree is going. I am having 2 more fruit trees put up. An orange and another peach are going up. They are coming back tomorrow again in the morning to get it done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRX3fDo5i9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/GSit6tlafkU/s1600-h/100_0692.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266387452204518354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRX3fDo5i9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/GSit6tlafkU/s400/100_0692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well here are the kiddies. This was taken on their first day of school here. Phil's hair is way longer and Des is black instead of light brown. I love these two, they make my life worth living everyday. They love each other for about 10 min. in a day, but he is very protective of her and will not let any of his friends get near her or say anything about her. He even watches what she wears to make sure it is not to short or show to much skin. These two are my greatest blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-8747847279608356396?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8747847279608356396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8747847279608356396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-landscaping.html' title='New Landscaping'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRX3fUrkf7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xsiEboiz0xc/s72-c/100_0786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-3382519892844415640</id><published>2008-11-07T14:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:59:24.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New HOME !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266023026363834770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSsCrlxoZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/m_5JCuI7H4o/s400/100_0770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is our new house. Its on 6053 Wild Berry Dr. I love this house, I know that the grass needs to be done, but we are getting rocks put in. They should be here next week to get it done. I have 3 rose bushes, a peach tree, apple tree, orange tree and a Mexican pepper plant. That is the one thing that I am constantly taking care of is the garden. The kiddies love helping with it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266023014877346770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSsCAzLu9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-2RlZ2JKplk/s400/100_0766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;This is the front living room. I have all &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; stuff in here. I put up my pictures and my church pictures and stuff in here. I love having my own living room, but some how Chris always ends up with us in ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266023032179703058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSsDBQYvRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yT3sazKT9LI/s400/100_0771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the kitchen from my living room. I love all the counter space. It has granite counter tops (loving it). It has tile throughout the whole house. I am a fan for anything but carpet, but let me tell you I hate having to sweep everyday. I bought a swifer broom and mop, but I go through 2 just doing the downstairs. Plus now that it is getting colder we all have to wear slippers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266023037566188322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSsDVUn-yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kg3Q8Z2zKsE/s400/100_0772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is my double oven, I love this thing. This is why Thanksgiving is being held at our house. Chris's mom said that we have more counter space and 2 ovens so we win, but I don't think that I am really winning anything here. Also on this day I know that football is going to be on, on all the TVs. The one in the front living room (Chris's) and the back (mine).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266023469178800786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSscdNFypI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CzrmSejixKo/s400/100_0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These are the stairs that lead to the upper part, I would've taken pictures, but I still have boxes everywhere. Plus here is the door that leads to the gnomes. We joke around with the kids that this is the gnome closet. I have that thing packed all the way up. You never know how much stuff one can acquire until you move.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266023041402597810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSsDjnS8bI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5mK06nDqD5Q/s400/100_0773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the front living room, I know that it's kinda dark but that is why I hate this room. I have a BIG picture window that lets in so much light. This is where Chris is suppose to stay, but I think that he gets lonely and always hears us laughing and wants to come and join the fun. Sometimes the kids don't let him, cause he like to change the show on them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSscoHTvpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EvPuijye0vU/s1600-h/100_0775.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266023472107339410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSscoHTvpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EvPuijye0vU/s400/100_0775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt; Finally here is the pool. We love this thing. It is getting cleaned this weekend. They are going to drain it and fill it back up and get it all pretty and stuff. So this is what has been going on in our lives. I know that I have gotten a little behind, but I just barely got the computer unpacked and had the Internet installed. Thanks Alexis for getting me on the ball. I am going to be doing a little better at keeping up at least once a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-3382519892844415640?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3382519892844415640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3382519892844415640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-home.html' title='Our New HOME !!!'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SRSsCrlxoZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/m_5JCuI7H4o/s72-c/100_0770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-149915438192446865</id><published>2008-10-09T11:28:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:59:42.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kids on the Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SO4yFWvcpqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gRbK7ii4aeU/s1600-h/nkotb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255192882773272226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SO4yFWvcpqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gRbK7ii4aeU/s400/nkotb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt; Well what can one say about this group. I just love them. I remember going to see them when I was 12. I was so in love with them and I am so excited that they are touring again!!!! I know I am so lame, but I truly love this group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;When we were living in Austin, me and my friend Melissa were going to see them in San Antonio, but I moved and they are coming here on Saturday. I am sad to say though, I will not be going to the concert. I had to make a decision on what I wanted more, tickets to the show or a house to move into. So everyone knows I picked the house. Here is the catcher though. I have a myspace account and I have some of the clubs here in Vegas as my friends so when I feel like going out and dancing I just email them so I can get on the VIP list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here is the greatest news, the new club LAX(last known as RA) inside the Luxor, is hosting the after party and they are going to be performing a little show. So I put myself on the VIP list along with Chris and our friends. So not all hope is lost about not being able to attend the show. I think that this is better, cause at the club I can dance and listen to the greatest group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1657151039550150242-149915438192446865?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/149915438192446865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/149915438192446865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-kids-on-block.html' title='New Kids on the Block'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SO4yFWvcpqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gRbK7ii4aeU/s72-c/nkotb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-525742286736072557</id><published>2008-09-29T21:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:00:08.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;know that it has been a while since I last posted anything. I have been terribly busy. I will kinda go in order of what had been happening to us since I last posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;1. Decided we were definitely moving back to Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;2. Started packing our stuff(got it done in 3 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;3. Decided on the day we were leaving the 26th of Aug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;But with our luck nothing ever seems to go the way we want. We ended up leaving like the 31st. Chris had some school stuff that he needed to take care of before we left and he needed to be there for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;4. Finally got the truck, loaded everything up and took off the next day. My Ward was wanting to help, but Chris and I along with the kiddies and friends we got it done quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;5. We arrived in Vegas on the 1st of Sep. got the kiddies all registered for Middle School. They ended up starting on the 3 of the month. They are both doing amazing. We were kinda worried about Phil going back into a public school, but he is doing great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;We started going to our old Ward, cause we just love everybody there SO much. But here is the best news of all...... We are moving into a house that has, wait for it.............A POOL!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;We are all stinkin excited. The kids and I have already said that we will be in the pool until it is to cold. The weather is perfect for this wonderful thing. It has 4 rooms and a nice covered patio. Alexis and Kris you guys need to come and visit and bring the kiddies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;To all our friends and family everyone is WELCOMED. We love being surrounded with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-525742286736072557?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/525742286736072557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/525742286736072557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-time-coming.html' title='Long Time Coming'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-1920822505647400548</id><published>2008-08-17T22:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:00:29.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From to Cub Scout to Boy Scout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SKjzxX-RpwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mIHTX__oddc/s1600-h/webelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235702596392560386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SKjzxX-RpwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mIHTX__oddc/s400/webelo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well it is official. My baby is no longer a Cub Scout. On Wednesday he received his Boy Scout badge. Though he has not yet received his Webelos or Arrow of Light. He did earn them, but the day they were to have the ceremony we had a BAD thunderstorm. So since we are moving they are have the ceremony on Wednesday for him so that way he can have them before we head on out to VEGAS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SKjzxndcV2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/B0bYSoIOFGs/s1600-h/scout+badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235702600549816162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SKjzxndcV2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/B0bYSoIOFGs/s400/scout+badge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I feel bad, on Wednesday I took my camera and I was all set to have wonderful pictures. But my battery died on my friend as she was taking our picture. But have no fear on this Wednesday I will have a charged battery and be set for the other badges. The new Scout Master did not realize that I had a mothers keepsake necklace for the pins, so they bought me a new one. I am truly going to miss my new Ward. Phillip enjoys Boys Scouts and all the wonderful actives that they have done. I have assured him though that he will be back with all his old friends and enjoying it once again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1657151039550150242-1920822505647400548?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/1920822505647400548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/1920822505647400548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-to-cub-scout-to-boy-scout.html' title='From to Cub Scout to Boy Scout'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SKjzxX-RpwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mIHTX__oddc/s72-c/webelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-5283056058898275319</id><published>2008-08-02T23:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:28:24.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVA Las Vegas !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SJUwQI46cXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/H8954mMYuKQ/s1600-h/LasVegasSign.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230139596082934130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SJUwQI46cXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/H8954mMYuKQ/s400/LasVegasSign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Well it is official...we are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;moving back home. I know that it has been a while since I last posted anything, but I have been really busy. My sister is usually here almost every other weekend. And when she is here we are always on the go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well to our friends and family in or around the Vegas area we will be seeing you real soon......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1657151039550150242-5283056058898275319?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/5283056058898275319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/5283056058898275319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/08/viva-las-vegas.html' title='VIVA Las Vegas !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SJUwQI46cXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/H8954mMYuKQ/s72-c/LasVegasSign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-4325192850944282861</id><published>2008-06-19T18:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:28:47.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Would Like to Introduce.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peaches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SFrnWnesPrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/f9qpZy6SLSY/s1600-h/100_0560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213733894375620274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SFrnWnesPrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/f9qpZy6SLSY/s400/100_0560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;newest member of our little family. My sister bought her for Phillip for his birthday. She is a Lionhead Rabbit. She is so cute and we love her. Phillip decided to name her Peaches cause she is so sweet and cute. We went to Petsmart to get her a cage,food and everything else. While there I saw this cute bag that is for small dogs but I am going to buy it so I can take her every where with me. We got this leash for her and I was walking her outside today when a guy saw me and had not seen her yet but her leash and said it was cute and came over to see what kind of dog I had, but to his surprise it was PEACHES. He stood there looking at me and wondering why was I walking a bunny. But I dont care about what anybody thinks she is so stinkin CUTE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/1657151039550150242-4325192850944282861?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4325192850944282861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4325192850944282861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-would-like-to-introuduce.html' title='I Would Like to Introduce.......'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SFrnWnesPrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/f9qpZy6SLSY/s72-c/100_0560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-7848528556740262143</id><published>2008-06-07T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T09:38:19.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Water Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZUO7CLZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vD_DjGsz5XY/s1600-h/100_0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209144491889536402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZUO7CLZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vD_DjGsz5XY/s400/100_0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So I thought that I was being a good mother and taking my kiddies to the water park. I thought that they were tired of going to the pool and maybe wanted to try something different. Boy was I wrong. They may look like they were having fun, but we were only there for about 20 min. and I am being generous with the time. Phillip is trying to hold Desiree in the water, but she is having none of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZU3uLp-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/aoPd7v9WME0/s1600-h/100_0514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209144502841485282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZU3uLp-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/aoPd7v9WME0/s400/100_0514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here the boy is all alone. I think that at this point Des is slowly wondering to where I am. Phillip did have a good time for a bit. I think that if they had some friends with them it might have been another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZVGr_DHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/WLfomBD2QcE/s1600-h/100_0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209144506858802290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZVGr_DHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/WLfomBD2QcE/s400/100_0516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;As you can see from the look that she is giving, she wants to be somewhere else. The water park is the same place that where we go walking. Phillip has on many occasions expressed how much he wanted to go to this park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZV627x_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/xHB1DSH3zcw/s1600-h/100_0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209144520863369202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZV627x_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/xHB1DSH3zcw/s400/100_0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;He let me take this one, but all the while saying can we hurry up and leave. By this time Des is already sitting with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZWfroEzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UyL4rwstrmA/s1600-h/100_0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209144530748052274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZWfroEzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UyL4rwstrmA/s400/100_0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;So now I have learned my lesson and not taking upon myself to do something nice. We get in the car and I tell them that I was trying to do something different. They both said "Why couldn't you take to some place with a pool water park, this place is for babies".So now we are planning Phillip's 11th birthday party. We had thought about maybe renting a party boat and going out to Lake Travis, but the kid doesn't want it. I have tried explaining to him that these parties are for us and for us to invite our friends. He wasn't having any of it. But he did make up his mind and we are going to Fiesta Texas. They have both a water park and amusement park. I think some how that this is going to cost us more than the party boat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-7848528556740262143?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/7848528556740262143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/7848528556740262143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/06/water-park.html' title='The Water Park'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEqZUO7CLZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vD_DjGsz5XY/s72-c/100_0512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-7119904961083148000</id><published>2008-05-31T08:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:57:14.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEFN52Emd-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wwc-ucJ9gfU/s1600-h/playlist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206528300379699170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEFN52Emd-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wwc-ucJ9gfU/s400/playlist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am so sorry about my music. They are having a problem with a couple of songs and unfortunately some of the songs are ones that I have. Some of them work, so just sit back, relax and listen to some music. Here is the thing, sometimes it plays all the music then it won't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This thing is driving me crazy. So if you happen to be looking at the blog, all the songs may play or they may decide to be tempermental. Either way I love all these songs. My favorite is "Return to Pooh Corner", I love this song. I remeber playing it for Phillip when he was a baby. His baby theme was Classic Pooh. Oh how I miss him being a baby. NOw I have a 19(soon to be 20)yr. old and two 11 yr.olds. But I love them all with all my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1657151039550150242-7119904961083148000?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/7119904961083148000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/7119904961083148000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-music.html' title='My Music'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEFN52Emd-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/wwc-ucJ9gfU/s72-c/playlist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-8365777105487982775</id><published>2008-05-30T20:45:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T08:00:35.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desiree's 5th Grade Recognition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206355982716331938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SECxLowJZ6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qZP24eYz5bc/s320/100_0486_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well this one of the saddest days in my life. One of my babies is moving on to Middle School. Well actually both of them will be going on to Middle School, but one of them is home schooled(Phillip). We are so proud of Des, she was recognized for being a Eagle Pride student, student of the month and for being commended on her TASK test. I love her so much. I took this picture right before school. Her last day of Elementary. I did this thing where I would take the kids picture of their first day and last day. I have one of Nicole on her first day of her Senior year at Vegas High and one of Phillip at his first day at Goldfarb. We really miss those schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SECx9YwJZ8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Xe_E9m5Ohj4/s1600-h/100_0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206356837414823874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SECx9YwJZ8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Xe_E9m5Ohj4/s320/100_0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here Des is getting her certificate from her teacher Ms. Guerra and principal Ms. Patterson. I know its blurry, Phillip was helping and taking some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SECxiYwJZ7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/r8sGyT1xNpo/s1600-h/100_0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206356373558355890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SECxiYwJZ7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/r8sGyT1xNpo/s320/100_0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are the principals of the two Middle Schools that the kids from Forest North go two. My babies are not going to either one. If we stay they will go to Leander ISD or if we go back to Harney Middle School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206357395760572370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SECyd4wJZ9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/u1928ODGtY8/s320/babygirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I thought I would throw this picture in. I cried so much this day. We didn't think that we were going to make it. I am so proud of this girl. She is my baby. She did two years of High School in one year. Nicole was the first one of our kids to graduate and now I look forward to Phillip and Des graduating. I know that will be even harder, knowing that they are all gone and I have to be home alone with Chris.(Just kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I felt bad for Phil as we got to the school to watch Des and he saw some of his old friends. I asked him if he was ok with not having a graduation and being there with his old class and friends. He turned and looked at me so serious and said "I don't care about any of those things, I learned more at being home and I was away from HER(Ms. McKenzie)". Even so, I decided that he would get a little celebration of his own. He has to do a little more work, since he came into home schooling a little late. He will be done at the end of June. He is doing so much better. I know that next year may be a little difficult and some getting use to but he is ready to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-8365777105487982775?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8365777105487982775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/8365777105487982775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/desirees-5th-grade-recognition.html' title='Desiree&apos;s 5th Grade Recognition'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SECxLowJZ6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qZP24eYz5bc/s72-c/100_0486_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-4842248366659540198</id><published>2008-05-30T10:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:42:59.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Add WATER!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEAksYwJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/vVgmeaENagE/s1600-h/100_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206201514217531282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEAksYwJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/vVgmeaENagE/s320/100_0482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Just add water.. Who ever made that up is a genius. This package is the best thing ever made. You just add water and knead the dough and roll the tortillas out. It has the directions on the back and no more guessing how much water, salt, shortening, and baking powder. I love this stuff. I could never find it in Vegas. I remember Rose(mother) having a big tub of this stuff. She made me learn how to make them when I was 16, saying that one day I will marry a Hispanic and he will want home made tortillas. And I still regret the day I ever told Chris that I knew how to make them. But with this stuff I don't mind making them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206200221432375138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEAjhIwJZ2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/hup7gsE_6CU/s320/100_0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;are some that are rolled up and rolled out. I love my rolling pin. It is kinda like a granite kind I love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206199955144402770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEAjRowJZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/o5Z_x7S1Q6c/s320/100_0479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are some more rolled out. I usually try to make about a dozen or so, that way we can have some for leftovers. But with Chris always stealing one, usually the first one and putting butter on it. So we are lucky if we have about 4 to 6 the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206201020296292226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEAkPowJZ4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/n4LDIKAV1uE/s320/100_0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here is my rolling pin and towel where I put them when I'm done. I really need to get a warmer. Maybe I will get one when we go to San Antonio. I also need to pick up a griddle. Chris got me one for mother's day, but that thing is a pain trying to season it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206200517785118578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEAjyYwJZ3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/HNXg1w5CWfY/s320/100_0478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And finally the end result. Yes I know that my stove is dirty. Chris was making dinner and he usually gets everything dirty. He also feels that he must use all the pans. So if any of you want a package of this WONDERFUL stuff just let me know and on its way it will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-4842248366659540198?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4842248366659540198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4842248366659540198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-add-water.html' title='Just Add WATER!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SEAksYwJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/vVgmeaENagE/s72-c/100_0482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-1707477480566457908</id><published>2008-05-24T12:15:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T12:34:29.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203995859532474178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDhOqYwJZ0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/V6labdy2nyU/s320/100_0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This park is right behind our apartments.  We found it one day while walking.  Phillip and I love coming here every morning.  There is this great trail that we walk and we have seen many beautiful flowers and other trails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203995619014305586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDhOcYwJZzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ahhiUsKuoPk/s320/100_0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;These ducks are so cute.  When we go we take bread and feed them.  We named them Donald and Daisy.  Though I know that they probably have about 100 different names.  Phil likes to think that he names them.  He tries everytime we go to try and bring them home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203995451510581026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDhOSowJZyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bgmu8wZs8io/s320/100_0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This little watering hole is cute.  There is man there every morning trying to fish.  But I would not want fish from there.  You dont know where they come from or what is in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203995266826987282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDhOH4wJZxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eigmt4rohzw/s320/100_0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This bridge goes on to one of the other trails that we haven't gone down.  I feel that something or someone will jump out at us.  And in the morning who know what kind of crazys hang out there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203995060668557058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDhN74wJZwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EkRwRnYMoIg/s320/100_0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;These bluebonnets are the state flowers.  If you are caught picking one you will get a fine of $250.  They are pretty but not worth it.  I tried growing our own, but if you know me I kill everything.  Lucky the kids can feed themselves. (just kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203994837330257650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDhNu4wJZvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Ofh4B8rMYv4/s320/100_0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;If you look closely you can see our building(brown top).  Can you believe all the trees.  They drive me crazy, them and all the green grass.  Give mountains, dirt, and cactus any day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-1707477480566457908?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/1707477480566457908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/1707477480566457908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/park.html' title='The Park'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDhOqYwJZ0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/V6labdy2nyU/s72-c/100_0388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-6140491762389568869</id><published>2008-05-18T16:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:56:17.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day as a Valiant Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDCjpnd6mNI/AAAAAAAAADs/j8yZ7vNypw8/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201837504977344722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDCjpnd6mNI/AAAAAAAAADs/j8yZ7vNypw8/s320/church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;So here is my Church. It is the Stake Center for the Round Rock, TX area, (we're in the McNeil Ward). I have come to love this place. I am so sad cause I think that we will be moving soon. Phillip has really come to love this Ward. Though nothing will ever, ever, ever change our hearts from our Home Ward, and that is the Treeline Ward. I truely miss everyone back home and hope to soon return. The one that is really upset is Phil. He loves his Scouts and does not want to leave them. They are planning so many things with the boys. Phillip will go on about 4 to 5 camping trips as a EYO Scout. We are almost done with his Webelos and his Arrow of Light. I am so proud of my little Scout. He will no longer be a Cub Scout, but a Boy Scout. Here he is in his uniform. I think that he is so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201839613806287074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDClkXd6mOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OCuksCwUxxY/s320/100_0398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well I hope that everyone had a blessed weekend.  Take Care and we will update often....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-6140491762389568869?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6140491762389568869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6140491762389568869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/1st-day-as-valiant-teacher.html' title='1st Day as a Valiant Teacher'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDCjpnd6mNI/AAAAAAAAADs/j8yZ7vNypw8/s72-c/church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-997072803034161249</id><published>2008-05-17T15:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:57:09.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Martha Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201737634102810802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="168" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDBI0Xd6mLI/AAAAAAAAADU/-QGaXwuP7rM/s320/martha.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I have decided that I am going to be the next Martha Stewart. I have found this new fascination with cooking, baking and making things. I make my own icing, it is great. The other day I mad chocolate cupcakes with orange icing. They were great. I put a little orange zest to make it that much better. I was telling Chris the other day that I am going to open up my own shop and sell all kinds of things. Not to long ago we in search for an old game system and someone told us to go to a pawn shop to see what they have. Instead of finding the system, I found a sewing machine. I feel in love and I had to have it. Well Chris ( and if you know my hubby) says you got a job and your own money buy it. It was only $25, can you believe it. I couldn't so I bought it. I was all excited to get started. I even went to Wal-Mart to buy their cheap material so I can make something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC9HPXd6mJI/AAAAAAAAADE/ACvyu0AnYXU/s1600-h/sewing+machine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201454423959312530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC9HPXd6mJI/AAAAAAAAADE/ACvyu0AnYXU/s320/sewing+machine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well here is thing with buying stuff at a pawn shop. It was missing a major piece, the bobbin case. I didn't let it get to me. I went in search of the bobbin case for it. I finally bought after a month. So now I am sewing anything and everything. I want to make a skirt for Des for when we go to church. We'll see. Right now I like making curtains and couch pillows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC9H-nd6mKI/AAAAAAAAADM/rR9Wz5hxnjI/s1600-h/houston+tempel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201455235708131490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC9H-nd6mKI/AAAAAAAAADM/rR9Wz5hxnjI/s320/houston+tempel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have just been called to serve as a Co-Teacher for the Valiant 11 year old class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am very excited. Since we had moved here I had not had a calling. So I finally went and talked with my Bishop and next thing I am getting a calling. Phil and Des are happy cause now I am their teacher. This a picture of the Houston Temple. I think it is so beautiful. I still miss seeing and being able to drive 5 min. to see the beautiful Las Vegas Temple. But who knows I may end up back there real soon...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1657151039550150242-997072803034161249?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/997072803034161249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/997072803034161249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-martha-stewart.html' title='The New Martha Stewart'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SDBI0Xd6mLI/AAAAAAAAADU/-QGaXwuP7rM/s72-c/martha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-4472698224809229809</id><published>2008-05-17T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T12:41:53.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball is finally over......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8VM3d6mCI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ta46ZP0BHbg/s1600-h/100_0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8TLHd6mBI/AAAAAAAAACE/iy2GQYIeuKI/s1600-h/100_0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201397176340224018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8TLHd6mBI/AAAAAAAAACE/iy2GQYIeuKI/s320/100_0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8S13d6mAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/itRR48nAQoY/s1600-h/100_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well here is Phillip in the batting cages before the game. He was on the Angels, just like his first team. Here is the thing with this team. They were in last place and ended up winning the Championship at their tournament. Phil didn't get to play, they had the game on Sunday and we already have plans on those days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The league here is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;different than from the one back home. First, here it cost more and you don't get the full uniform Second, parents have to work the concession stand. Third, we are constantly give or raising money for something or another and still all we get is a shirt and cap. Then our team decided on getting WHITE pants. I could not get over this. WHITE pants are horrible. The stains are hard to get and you know there are going to be STAINS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8VfHd6mDI/AAAAAAAAACU/dgicqRRjCOU/s1600-h/100_0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201399718960863282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8VfHd6mDI/AAAAAAAAACU/dgicqRRjCOU/s320/100_0359.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;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is a picture of his teammates. They were a good group of boys. There was this one boy, who could play the game all by his lonesome. Thomas was the pitcher, shortstop, and outfield. He is one of Phil's friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8W9Xd6mEI/AAAAAAAAACc/tC2YKnj3C2Y/s1600-h/100_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201401338163533890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8W9Xd6mEI/AAAAAAAAACc/tC2YKnj3C2Y/s320/100_0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Phil is #5 and the kid next to him was one heck of a player.  Three times he hit a homerun, and if you know playing at their age and hitting even one is great.  Noah is one awesome kid.  He and Phil would often go to the batting cages together.  I think they really worked for Noah.  Phil got a couple of great hits, one time he bunted the ball and no one had any idea what he was doing, not even the coach.  But he pulled it off great.  He later told us, "I just wanted to see if I could, so I did it".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But it is safe to say, that I am eternally grateful that it is over for now.  We now move on to Pee-Wee football.  He has pratice all summer long and not to mention that he will be going to Roger Clemens baseball camp this summer.  He will be staying down South with family while he attends.  Phil has a busy summer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/1657151039550150242-4472698224809229809?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4472698224809229809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/4472698224809229809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/baseball-is-finally-over.html' title='Baseball is finally over......'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SC8TLHd6mBI/AAAAAAAAACE/iy2GQYIeuKI/s72-c/100_0351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-6740008152164832523</id><published>2008-05-14T16:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:50:31.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SCtbhnd6l6I/AAAAAAAAABM/2Jady7M75dQ/s1600-h/texasflag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200350827817637794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SCtbhnd6l6I/AAAAAAAAABM/2Jady7M75dQ/s320/texasflag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello my name is Laura and this blog is about me and my crazy family.  We moved to Texas almost a year ago.  We moved from fabulous Las Vegas.  I have three children, 2 girls and 1 boy.  Well I felt that it was time to get started on my blog. We are now living here in Texas (hence the flag). Here is a little bit of what had been going on with our life here.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/1657151039550150242-6740008152164832523?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6740008152164832523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/6740008152164832523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-in-texas.html' title='Life in Texas'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/SCtbhnd6l6I/AAAAAAAAABM/2Jady7M75dQ/s72-c/texasflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657151039550150242.post-3230919597641554156</id><published>2007-01-30T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:32:31.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 1st Den Meeting</title><content type='html'>Circle of Friendship&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026062569933763426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/RcApRzPJ82I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5yomkPhvxHg/s320/102_1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/RcAnSTPJ81I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oKaVqcOuO6s/s1600-h/102_1106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026060379500442450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/RcAnSTPJ81I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oKaVqcOuO6s/s320/102_1106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will never forget this day. It was our first den meeting (Wolf Pack). It was my first as a leader and Phil as a member. Phillip was having a great time with his buddies ( Tanner, Cannon, Ryan &amp;amp; Jordan). As my dearest friend Cori would say "Call me Akela". This has been the best time I have ever had. I enjoy my scouts and the parents. What really enjoy the most is our wonderful yellow shirts. Aren't they the best!&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/1657151039550150242-3230919597641554156?l=just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3230919597641554156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1657151039550150242/posts/default/3230919597641554156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just2ofus-phil-laura.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-1st-den-meeting.html' title='Our 1st Den Meeting'/><author><name>Laura-Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05064222328717402675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrFRj4Amxq8/RcApRzPJ82I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5yomkPhvxHg/s72-c/102_1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
