<?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-6974826125928682204</id><updated>2011-11-10T10:54:11.170-08:00</updated><category term='Jessie&apos;s 30th birthday'/><title type='text'>Powers Family Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'>Hey Everyone! We hope you all enjoy reading about our latest adventures!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7774044366161390994</id><published>2010-04-05T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:40:08.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're packing our bags...</title><content type='html'>We'll it's official. Our house will be sold this week, and we're packing up and planning to leave for Utah this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts and feelings are coming to my mind. We have been so blessed, and I feel so grateful, more than I could ever express. For the past year, Shane's really struggled in finding new business since the new construction industry has come to a hault. We've actually been amazed that he's been able to hang on to it as long as he has. Just as this job officially came to a close, last week.. we feel blessed more than ever to be able to transition from that job to another very smoothly and quickly. Some good friends of ours are buying our house and are able to purchase it right away. We are moving to an area we are both very comfortable and familiar with, with a lot of friends and family support. Shane's parents have also helped us out so much and have been a big part of this transition in our lives, and we are so grateful to them. We feel truly humbled at the blessings that we have received and how so many things have fallen into place.  I also feel sad leaving the wonderful place we have called our home for the past 7 years.  The friends, relationships, and our little home. It's all very surreal that we are leaving.  But I think that this new chapter in our lives will bring about many wonderful things, and we are so excited for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really busy day today. But in the midst of watching kids and hacking down my to do list, I felt this very peaceful feeling, and the tune of "Be Still My Soul" came to my mind. I had no idea what the lyrics to the song were, other than the title of the song. I was so moved I had to immediately find the lyrics and hear the music.  The first thing I clicked on was one of the most beautiful renditions of the song I have ever heard in my life. I came to tears as I listened to the beautiful music and read the poetic lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took the time to be still, I felt more than ever that the Lord loves us so much and has truly had a hand in this change in our lives and has watched over us and guided us each step of the way.  And it gave me so much comfort. It didn't make my to-do list any shorter, or make me miss my friends any less, but I just was filled with so much happiness and joy in getting things done and moving forward as I contemplated the Lord's hand in our lives and our many blessings.  As weird as it sounds, I'm grateful for the trials that I go through, because I learn so much. Also as we celebrated Easter yesterday, I feel a deep gratitude for his Son, Jesus Christ. I know that he not only atoned for our sins, but felt all grief and pain. I feel that he truly understands the things we go through, no matter how big or small it may be. I know that because of His atonement, we can be healed or be eased of every physical, mental, and spiritual pain if we are humble and have faith.  And when we receive that healing we can start to understand His perfect love for us, which helps us to better love others as well as ourselves.  And in this process comes the greatest learning and knowledge we can ever receive in this life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We sure will miss all our family here in Tennessee so much. We love you all so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be still, my soul--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       The Lord is on thy side!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       With patience bear, the cross of grief or pain;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       Leave to thy God to order and provide.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       In ev'ry change He faithful will remain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       Be still, my soul--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       Thy best, thy heav'nly Friend &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;       Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;      &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be still, my soul! thy God  doth undertake&lt;br /&gt;To guide the future as he has the past.&lt;br /&gt;Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;&lt;br /&gt;All now mysterious shall be bright at last.&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul! the waves and winds still know&lt;br /&gt;His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;      &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be still, my soul! the hour  is hastening on&lt;br /&gt;When we shall be forever with the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul! when change and tears are past,&lt;br /&gt;All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;      &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;       &lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gAQOgzKgxXM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gAQOgzKgxXM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7774044366161390994?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7774044366161390994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7774044366161390994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7774044366161390994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7774044366161390994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2010/04/were-pack-our-bags.html' title='We&apos;re packing our bags...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1601390618522230662</id><published>2010-03-24T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T08:47:26.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving to.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZTR9gWnI/AAAAAAAACd8/Sfu9aIfa0HU/s1600/Utah+Canyon+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZTR9gWnI/AAAAAAAACd8/Sfu9aIfa0HU/s320/Utah+Canyon+Fall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452198117914991218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZBisZqII/AAAAAAAACdk/COdtuG5YMVU/s1600/Utah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZBisZqII/AAAAAAAACdk/COdtuG5YMVU/s320/Utah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452197813169006722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZNxYpG5I/AAAAAAAACd0/buGI6kSQhqw/s1600/snowboarding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZNxYpG5I/AAAAAAAACd0/buGI6kSQhqw/s320/snowboarding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452198023271095186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZGSvVojI/AAAAAAAACds/VjaMOdvlSfg/s1600/Salt+Lake+City+Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZGSvVojI/AAAAAAAACds/VjaMOdvlSfg/s320/Salt+Lake+City+Temple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452197894785704498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;UTAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;10 years ago, Shane and I met in Pleasant Grove, Utah... and I guess now we're coming full circle and moving back to that area.  Shane sold his company over a year go, and has been since managing for the new owners. Work has definitely been slow this year, and we've been looking hard for some other job opportunities.  Shane's parents recently offered us an opportunity to partner with them in investing in BYU approved condos, and renting out to students. Shane will be managing the properties for them.  He'll still probably do some AV work on the side. We are so incredibly grateful for this opportunity and very excited to move closer to family.  I have to say, we sure are going to miss this beautiful place. I love the South so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My brother graduates from the University of Utah on May 7th, so we are planning to be there for that, and be out of here by the first of May.  Hopefully we'll be able to put our house on the market very soon. We're hoping it will sell quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We sure are going to miss Ya'll!!&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/6974826125928682204-1601390618522230662?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1601390618522230662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1601390618522230662&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1601390618522230662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1601390618522230662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2010/03/were-moving-to.html' title='We&apos;re Moving to.....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/S6oZTR9gWnI/AAAAAAAACd8/Sfu9aIfa0HU/s72-c/Utah+Canyon+Fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4388203108469794783</id><published>2010-03-16T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:08:02.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's been taking steps here and there all month long, but in the past few days she's started making some long strides. Walking today, running tomorrow...  man it goes by fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4bd4731044fc50bb" 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://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bd4731044fc50bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5177A354CCD166F0548493CEB763797B9A61DAC5.57052FEACE3570062D063EABDA264F498078EAAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bd4731044fc50bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHtsxZITnnDwSJDtbPNz1TcJXmjY&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://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bd4731044fc50bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5177A354CCD166F0548493CEB763797B9A61DAC5.57052FEACE3570062D063EABDA264F498078EAAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bd4731044fc50bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHtsxZITnnDwSJDtbPNz1TcJXmjY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4388203108469794783?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4388203108469794783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4388203108469794783&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4388203108469794783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4388203108469794783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2010/03/chloes-walking.html' title='Chloe&apos;s walking'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-9151815571859081907</id><published>2010-01-31T15:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:51:15.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie&apos;s 30th birthday'/><title type='text'>Jessie's Surprise Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For once I'm posting on my family's site.  Jessie will be so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UdRDbfcaujE/S2YWGxSZxcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iRtXV5v3_MM/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UdRDbfcaujE/S2YWGxSZxcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iRtXV5v3_MM/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433054306034632130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Jessie's birthday was coming up and I wanted to do something different that she wouldn't expect.  I came up with a surprise birthday party.  The question was where to do it.   I couldn't pull off a surprise at our house and I didn't want to wreck anyone else's house either.  Then I remember when the Spencer's invited us to go to the Party and Fun Zone for Josh's birthday.  I remember that the adults had more fun than the kids.  So that's what I decided to do.  The trick was to keep it from Jess and from Jada.  It wasn't easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UdRDbfcaujE/S2YWGsmSCBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vCPp_7nEWhA/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UdRDbfcaujE/S2YWGsmSCBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vCPp_7nEWhA/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433054304775833618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Jess was surprised and had a lot of fun.  Thanks to everyone that came and enjoyed the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously Chloe had too much sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UdRDbfcaujE/S2YUyqELUhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W2kbYs2eFMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UdRDbfcaujE/S2YUyqELUhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W2kbYs2eFMQ/s320/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433052860986905106" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6974826125928682204-9151815571859081907?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/9151815571859081907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=9151815571859081907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/9151815571859081907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/9151815571859081907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2010/01/jessies-surprise-birthday-party.html' title='Jessie&apos;s Surprise Birthday Party'/><author><name>Shane</name><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/_UdRDbfcaujE/S2YWGxSZxcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iRtXV5v3_MM/s72-c/IMG_0212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-570478114241715857</id><published>2009-11-10T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:28:00.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Facial Hair</title><content type='html'>I have to post this, because it is just hilarious.  One day my brother (Tom's) friend was surfing the web looking for some style ideas for a goatee.  He googled "goatee styles" and one of the first links he clicked on was from menshair.about.com. It was an article with pictures about facial hair and finding the right style for your face shape. And was surprised at one of the pictures in that article. Funny enough it was a picture of his friend, (my brother.) So he called him up and asked him about it. My brother was shocked because he had no idea how his picture got to be part of this article.  He did some thinking, and eventually figured it out. He is a film major at the University of Utah, and he had to do some head shots for his portfolio. So apparently after taking his picture the photographer asked him if it was okay if she uploaded one or two of his pictures up onto istock photo. And I guess the author of the article must have purchased and download his photo from istock. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you google "goatee styles" his picture is the third link in that "men's hair" article. If you go to google images and type "goatee" or "goatee styles" his picture comes up as number one or number 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SvoHEjzbOuI/AAAAAAAACcE/chsBVcP92II/s1600-h/TomGoatee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SvoHEjzbOuI/AAAAAAAACcE/chsBVcP92II/s320/TomGoatee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402638477896137442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His facial hair is right up there with the popular facial hair styles of Orlando Bloom, Adam Sandler, Will Smith, Johnny Depp... ha ha... I think it's awesome. &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/6974826125928682204-570478114241715857?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/570478114241715857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=570478114241715857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/570478114241715857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/570478114241715857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/11/famous-facial-hair.html' title='Famous Facial Hair'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SvoHEjzbOuI/AAAAAAAACcE/chsBVcP92II/s72-c/TomGoatee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6493772194801502097</id><published>2009-11-04T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:06:26.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-182c85aa5127df55" 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://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D182c85aa5127df55%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFE7814D811F5A5957011171AD238579AAC50F15.38CE28E7D659D77E3BD7358D784ACDF0E7CDF29B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D182c85aa5127df55%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De_fcTzE4bj-O8cieFb38kaZkDUs&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://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D182c85aa5127df55%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFE7814D811F5A5957011171AD238579AAC50F15.38CE28E7D659D77E3BD7358D784ACDF0E7CDF29B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D182c85aa5127df55%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De_fcTzE4bj-O8cieFb38kaZkDUs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Jada's been doing gymnastics &amp;amp; ballet for about 3 1/2 months. She's taken to it like a fish in water. She absolutely loves it! Here are some clips of some of the things she's learned to do so far.  I love watching her try to do something over and over and over... and then when she finally does it for the first time... it's just priceless!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Way to go Jada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&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/6974826125928682204-6493772194801502097?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6493772194801502097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6493772194801502097&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6493772194801502097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6493772194801502097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/11/shes-butterfly.html' title='She&apos;s a butterfly'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7482473985923026099</id><published>2009-10-28T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:18:12.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey Ghost 5k</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is there anyone planning or thinking about doing the Grey Ghost 5k run/walk this Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greyghost5k.com/"&gt;http://www.greyghost5k.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuhSBumN7LI/AAAAAAAACbE/p04E7PISN-o/s1600-h/ghost"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuhSBumN7LI/AAAAAAAACbE/p04E7PISN-o/s320/ghost" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397654343045213362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7482473985923026099?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7482473985923026099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7482473985923026099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7482473985923026099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7482473985923026099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/10/grey-ghost-5k.html' title='Grey Ghost 5k'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuhSBumN7LI/AAAAAAAACbE/p04E7PISN-o/s72-c/ghost' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3704118403740838893</id><published>2009-10-25T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:42:53.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuTrxHHWypI/AAAAAAAACYk/_NAgkwPbGKk/s1600-h/P1030492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuTrxHHWypI/AAAAAAAACYk/_NAgkwPbGKk/s320/P1030492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396697482452716178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago was the anniversary of my dad's death. I can't believe it's been a year already.   My sweet hubby brought me home some flowers and made me some of my Dad's favorite foods for dinner: sloppy joes and cinnamon-raisin rice pudding. So many sweet e-mails and phone calls from friends and family. Never before was I able to understand why people get so sad around the anniversary of a loved one's death. It is just a day on the calendar, after all.  I think about him every day, and feel the effects of his early departure, often.  It's just a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I understand. The autumn smell in the air, the leaves on the trees, picking out Halloween costumes...all bring back to my mind.. full fledged, of how I felt the day that I received the phone call from my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until that point, my dad is one of the only people who knew me my entire life, from birth to adult-hood.  And every step of the way he had such a huge impact on my life, and I am so grateful for that, even the little things.  My dad would often say that holding me, and the rest of my siblings in the hospital, the day we were born, was one of the best and happiest days in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught me to walk, to talk. Helped me to learn to read, to write. He always saw my potential and encouraged me in every aspect of my life. He was always cheering me on.  He also taught me some of the most valuable lessons that have helped to shape and mold my character.  At a very young age, he taught me the importance of service, and to love our fellow man.  He often encouraged me to go out of my way to help others. He taught me to be a leader and example to my siblings and people around me. He taught me to avoid contention, and turn the other cheek, especially when it is the most difficult to do so. He taught me to be honest, prayerful, and dependable.  So much of my Dad is in me.. in my memories, in the things I've learned.. and well.. in my genes! Now that my Dad is gone, I feel like a very very big piece of me is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, I now have more of an idea of the kind of love that my Dad for me.  When holding my sweet girls in the hospital for the first time, the love and joy and excitement that I felt, and the overwhelming gratitude that my Heavenly Father blessed me and trusted me with these two amazingly beautiful spirits.  My parents were my ultimate cheer-leader. He and my mom saw the potential in me and the gifts that I had, better than anyone else. He nurtured and fostered those gifts and helped me to grow. He knew how to speak to me, how to encourage me, and to show his love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About six months before he passed away he asked me if I had any dreams that he could help make come true. I said.. huh? He said, "You know.....is there ever anything you've ever dreamed of doing... say for instance being an owner of an organic cafe...? If there is anything like that, let me know because I would help you do that." I was so humbled that my dad believed in me that much. In this cynical world.. there are so few people that love you for exactly who you are, pray for you, and wish for your every dream to come true. My parents, my grandmother, my siblings, my husband and kids, and a few special friends... I feel so grateful for each of those people. It's made me so much more grateful for the people in my life. Having lost one of those people who know me and love me better than almost anyone has felt very difficult at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say how grateful for I am to know that this isn't the end. Just the beginning. I know that I'll see him again, and I also know that even though I cannot see him or hear him, that he is always aware and still cheering me on! I am so grateful for the perspective I've gained, my testimony strengthened, and the miracles and love that have poured out from Heaven, often in the form of my wonderful friends and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be completely crazy, but at a few times since my Dad's passed away, I have felt my dad try to speak with me through song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 8 months pregnant with Chloe, waddling through JoAnn's, buying a few things for the nursery.  I was feeling so huge and tired and somewhat overwhelmed.  All of the sudden I had this warm overwhelming feeling to stop and just listen. Just then Joe Cocker's "You are so Beautiful" comes on over the speakers. I was just paralyzed.. standing there frozen, and my eyes turned into a watery mess.  I felt so strongly that my Dad was there and wanted to say those words to me.  Then, my next stop was Krogers.. and what do you know comes on over the speakers while I'm shopping?... Once again "You are so Beautiful." And once again... watery mess, but not as bad this time, it was kind of funny that it came on twice.  Next stop was Wal-Mart. Can you guess what came on the loud speaker? Yep.. I'm not even kidding. This time I laughed out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later, I had the flu. There was a lot of other stressful things going on at the time, and I was feeling tired, overwhelmed and thinking a lot about my Dad. I wish he was there to help or to talk to. I was sitting on the floor folding laundry, and listening to Shane's music that he left on. I normally would have gotten up to turn it off (I enjoy peace and quiet when I can get it!) .. but was too tired and being 8 months pregnant, pretty stuck to where I was anyway!  I had the same impression.. stop and listen.  This song came on that I had never before heard in my life.  It was not something I would normally care to listen to.. but the lyrics really hit me.  The song was Zoe Jane by Staind.  Those lyrics were exactly the words I longed to hear from my Dad. I felt that strong impression once again, that those were words that my Dad wanted to say to me if he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago as I was running errands in my car to and fro.. I was thinking about my Dad. Wondering where he was and what he was doing. That all to familiar feeling came to me once again, to stop and listen. And the song that came on was "Already there" by Lonestar. I felt like my Dad was there, and he always will be. And it made me feel excited to know that he could be a bigger part of my life than he was ever able to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so grateful to have parents that love and care for me the way they have. Life wasn't always peaches and roses. Circumstances &amp;amp; choices led my parents to divorce when I was 13.  It really was heart-breaking for all of us. But one thing he always made clear to me, that even though circumstances had changed, his love and concern for me would never change. The unwavering love and patience, that only a father could have for a child, truly helped ease the pain and heal those wounds. If I were to dedicate a song to my Dad, I would dedicate, Rod Stewart's "Have I told you lately."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You fill my life with laughter&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you make it better&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles that's what you do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUF6atkZJI/AAAAAAAACY8/1jSLmYabIOA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUF6atkZJI/AAAAAAAACY8/1jSLmYabIOA/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726229634409618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGD2T9BzI/AAAAAAAACZE/Ia3jL37H9Yw/s1600-h/Dad%26JessBabyHike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGD2T9BzI/AAAAAAAACZE/Ia3jL37H9Yw/s320/Dad%26JessBabyHike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726391661987634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGO6hlbWI/AAAAAAAACZM/df6MAdJ7uL4/s1600-h/DadJessYoungfeedingturkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGO6hlbWI/AAAAAAAACZM/df6MAdJ7uL4/s320/DadJessYoungfeedingturkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726581771464034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURZAn0vXI/AAAAAAAACak/hFlyaAl9Ps4/s1600-h/JessDadSnowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURZAn0vXI/AAAAAAAACak/hFlyaAl9Ps4/s320/JessDadSnowman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396738849834843506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURsm0yYoI/AAAAAAAACa0/-6e_GbNt_XI/s1600-h/YoungJohnsonFam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURsm0yYoI/AAAAAAAACa0/-6e_GbNt_XI/s320/YoungJohnsonFam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739186507276930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was no easy task... all of us lining up outside the photo booth and each jumping in and out to take a turn taking a picture with Dad before the flash went off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGe2pPNHI/AAAAAAAACZc/g8e0UvVtIuM/s1600-h/Dadphotoboothwithkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 81px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGe2pPNHI/AAAAAAAACZc/g8e0UvVtIuM/s400/Dadphotoboothwithkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726855607727218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad was SO paranoid when any of us would get close to the edge of the cliff of this marvelous grand canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGu85yPsI/AAAAAAAACZk/yzBujsnc4gk/s1600-h/GrandCanyonwithDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUGu85yPsI/AAAAAAAACZk/yzBujsnc4gk/s400/GrandCanyonwithDad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396727132165652162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even loved me as a platinum blond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURigFChxI/AAAAAAAACas/FyumMGz8H0s/s1600-h/JessPlatinumDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURigFChxI/AAAAAAAACas/FyumMGz8H0s/s320/JessPlatinumDad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739012897703698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUR0VEvedI/AAAAAAAACa8/S84aCH7r0ao/s1600-h/JessDadGraduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUR0VEvedI/AAAAAAAACa8/S84aCH7r0ao/s320/JessDadGraduation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739319181310418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUG9E_2RmI/AAAAAAAACZs/cVClYRO2mT0/s1600-h/DadJessTomEliseSheriAirport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUG9E_2RmI/AAAAAAAACZs/cVClYRO2mT0/s400/DadJessTomEliseSheriAirport.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396727374856734306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHDSXizAI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Q6HG12x2M0w/s1600-h/DadandJessHug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHDSXizAI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Q6HG12x2M0w/s400/DadandJessHug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396727481524997122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURIxa79HI/AAAAAAAACaU/g5GR6A1n2eI/s1600-h/DadJessChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURIxa79HI/AAAAAAAACaU/g5GR6A1n2eI/s320/DadJessChristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396738570876351602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHOMKOpuI/AAAAAAAACZ8/jA5v2t2KkLY/s1600-h/DadJessWeddingLunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHOMKOpuI/AAAAAAAACZ8/jA5v2t2KkLY/s400/DadJessWeddingLunch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396727668837099234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHX51kAaI/AAAAAAAACaE/voEPwJI72gY/s1600-h/Grant%27sWeddingwithDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHX51kAaI/AAAAAAAACaE/voEPwJI72gY/s400/Grant%27sWeddingwithDad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396727835717271970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURRde8haI/AAAAAAAACac/oHodksTUKAw/s1600-h/DadJessHawaiiBeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuURRde8haI/AAAAAAAACac/oHodksTUKAw/s320/DadJessHawaiiBeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396738720143279522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHlvpuWoI/AAAAAAAACaM/hzFT17vDgHc/s1600-h/JessJadaEliseTom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUHlvpuWoI/AAAAAAAACaM/hzFT17vDgHc/s400/JessJadaEliseTom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396728073501432450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUFt8ozqfI/AAAAAAAACY0/Bc2RQxk92MU/s1600-h/Dad%26JessWeddingHug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuUFt8ozqfI/AAAAAAAACY0/Bc2RQxk92MU/s320/Dad%26JessWeddingHug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726015402945010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-3704118403740838893?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3704118403740838893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3704118403740838893&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3704118403740838893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3704118403740838893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-dad.html' title='My Dad'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuTrxHHWypI/AAAAAAAACYk/_NAgkwPbGKk/s72-c/P1030492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-105499864113011155</id><published>2009-10-23T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:07:37.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Update</title><content type='html'>So what have I been up to lately?&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously not updating my poor neglected blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if there is still anyone out there who hasn't given up on me yet... here's what we've been up to the last.... well, several months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shane grows a goatee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only lasted a weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ1ukp5pqI/AAAAAAAACUc/V-AeMCM2Uw0/s1600-h/DSCN5790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ1ukp5pqI/AAAAAAAACUc/V-AeMCM2Uw0/s320/DSCN5790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396004746517128866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada does her 2nd Triathlon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ2cUHJ2FI/AAAAAAAACUk/Ydf_BtuPU9I/s1600-h/DSCN5877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ2cUHJ2FI/AAAAAAAACUk/Ydf_BtuPU9I/s320/DSCN5877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396005532350404690" style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ27-NfIKI/AAAAAAAACUs/ymLZwmxP7Qs/s1600-h/DSCN5863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ27-NfIKI/AAAAAAAACUs/ymLZwmxP7Qs/s320/DSCN5863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396006076227199138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada and I had a blast at the Pioneer Day activity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuMaHjozipI/AAAAAAAACYM/AHx2PqwlpS4/s1600-h/PioneerDay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuMaHjozipI/AAAAAAAACYM/AHx2PqwlpS4/s320/PioneerDay1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396185495647783570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took a trip to Hilton Head South Carolina in September, it was awesome! We went with my totally awesome brother and sister-in-law Kate. I need to do a separate post.. it was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKJoZvsHKI/AAAAAAAACXM/JHAkmuI02gA/s1600-h/Jadabeach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKJoZvsHKI/AAAAAAAACXM/JHAkmuI02gA/s320/Jadabeach2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026630741957794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKJ1L13bkI/AAAAAAAACXU/sj_aizOEtMY/s1600-h/JessandChloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKJ1L13bkI/AAAAAAAACXU/sj_aizOEtMY/s320/JessandChloe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396026850348068418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shane even got to fly his planes on the beach. He was in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKKjVO3rRI/AAAAAAAACXc/BPAvXTaLHSs/s1600-h/ShanesPlanesBeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKKjVO3rRI/AAAAAAAACXc/BPAvXTaLHSs/s320/ShanesPlanesBeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396027643142843666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKLQMRCJtI/AAAAAAAACXk/e-syRg3991Q/s1600-h/GrantKateandWes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKLQMRCJtI/AAAAAAAACXk/e-syRg3991Q/s320/GrantKateandWes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396028413830112978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada did swimming lessons this summer. Her skills sure came in handy because we did a lot of swimming on vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKLvMc7chI/AAAAAAAACXs/l9XDblfXOus/s1600-h/JadaSwim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKLvMc7chI/AAAAAAAACXs/l9XDblfXOus/s320/JadaSwim.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396028946455949842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKL-Yv5BFI/AAAAAAAACX0/9t5gDp6J8xw/s1600-h/SwimmingJada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKL-Yv5BFI/AAAAAAAACX0/9t5gDp6J8xw/s320/SwimmingJada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396029207454745682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I signed Jada up for gymnastics. This is her at 8 weeks, already doing hand stands, cartwheels, and back bridges! She's wanted to do gymnastics ever since she saw video and pictures of it about 2 years ago. Fortunately a gym just opened up down the street from us. She loves her class so much. It's so awesome to watch her do something that makes her so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ3rXiGrYI/AAAAAAAACU0/VCzKeoahEyA/s1600-h/DSCN5981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ3rXiGrYI/AAAAAAAACU0/VCzKeoahEyA/s320/DSCN5981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396006890478415234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ4QXPv4mI/AAAAAAAACU8/cpp8c1ZXk7U/s1600-h/DSCN5982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ4QXPv4mI/AAAAAAAACU8/cpp8c1ZXk7U/s320/DSCN5982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396007526056583778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ4ZCtt4mI/AAAAAAAACVE/WfFSkOlJxvE/s1600-h/DSCN5997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ4ZCtt4mI/AAAAAAAACVE/WfFSkOlJxvE/s320/DSCN5997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396007675163959906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ4mwOWL8I/AAAAAAAACVM/Du2IQk6lZD4/s1600-h/DSCN6001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ4mwOWL8I/AAAAAAAACVM/Du2IQk6lZD4/s320/DSCN6001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396007910718713794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is her 4 weeks later... getting her heals to her forehead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ41mcuWkI/AAAAAAAACVU/3qQyCfZsv-U/s1600-h/DSCN6171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ41mcuWkI/AAAAAAAACVU/3qQyCfZsv-U/s320/DSCN6171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396008165792700994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada turns 5. And I'm ever so glad she still wants princesses on her cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's growing up so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ5KE3cRHI/AAAAAAAACVc/uNGk8dFJtDE/s1600-h/DSCN6003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ5KE3cRHI/AAAAAAAACVc/uNGk8dFJtDE/s320/DSCN6003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396008517555209330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shane turns 34. Fortunately he still doesn't mind when I do crazy things like buy party hats and goofy party favors for his birthday. It made him laugh! I hope the kid in us won't ever die either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ5fB3og9I/AAAAAAAACVk/zik9w1lV7Y4/s1600-h/DSCN6062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ5fB3og9I/AAAAAAAACVk/zik9w1lV7Y4/s320/DSCN6062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396008877527958482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom came to visit us for a week and a half. We sure had fun with her! We laughed and played the entire time. The girls loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ58sbjYHI/AAAAAAAACVs/QcXcCwu7nag/s1600-h/DSCN6063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ58sbjYHI/AAAAAAAACVs/QcXcCwu7nag/s320/DSCN6063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396009387169112178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Powers came to visit too and spoiled Jada for her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ58sbjYHI/AAAAAAAACVs/QcXcCwu7nag/s1600-h/DSCN6063.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ6UB-n8oI/AAAAAAAACV0/jHy6M9FmhuI/s1600-h/DSCN5985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ6UB-n8oI/AAAAAAAACV0/jHy6M9FmhuI/s320/DSCN5985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396009788090348162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ8m1KTMJI/AAAAAAAACWU/gKDqgiPDPf8/s1600-h/DSCN5991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ8m1KTMJI/AAAAAAAACWU/gKDqgiPDPf8/s320/DSCN5991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396012310090428562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chelsea and James anual Medieval Times dinner and tournament. As you can see, we're just a bunch of big kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuNOhkWy9dI/AAAAAAAACYc/YKDVG5-p8p4/s1600-h/Powers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuNOhkWy9dI/AAAAAAAACYc/YKDVG5-p8p4/s320/Powers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396243117121926610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ7FfhKxfI/AAAAAAAACWE/A8JkAUOqqWg/s1600-h/Powers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ7FfhKxfI/AAAAAAAACWE/A8JkAUOqqWg/s320/Powers2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396010637833455090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada loses her first tooth! It sure was fun for me playing tooth fairy for the very first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ7XkEclZI/AAAAAAAACWM/pRt31G_UaAE/s1600-h/DSCN6173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ7XkEclZI/AAAAAAAACWM/pRt31G_UaAE/s320/DSCN6173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396010948292810130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preschool and her friends. I'm teaching her at home again this year, along with her sweet friend Jasea once per week. Boy, do we have fun!  She starts Kindergarten next year.  She loves learning and she loves loves loves her friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ_Apa51TI/AAAAAAAACWs/Q88LZAXcgzc/s1600-h/preschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ_Apa51TI/AAAAAAAACWs/Q88LZAXcgzc/s320/preschool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396014952638698802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada baked a cake for her friend, Cami's, birthday... pretty much all by herself! I did the oven and helped with the green decoration on top. She did the rest! We had a blast spoiling Cami for her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKEFRkfKPI/AAAAAAAACW8/1mcx53BOI9Y/s1600-h/DSCN6180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuKEFRkfKPI/AAAAAAAACW8/1mcx53BOI9Y/s320/DSCN6180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396020529693927666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chloe is quite a little character. She's 8 months now, and rolls and army-crawls all over the house! She says: ma-ma, da-da, nigh-nigh, bu-bu (bu-bye).  She likes to "steer" me around the house by leaning her body to show me where she wants to go. She still has no teeth, but wants to eat everything... except baby food. She loves bread, oatmeal, fruit, vegetables, and soup. She HATES going to bed because she knows Jada is still up playing, and she wants to play too!  I left a pre-school laminated poster on the floor and later found Chloe on top of it, using her belly as an eraser for the red dry-erase marker that was on it. You can see in this pic the marker all over her shirt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's the sweetest little baby ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ9o5MYWEI/AAAAAAAACWc/FWbGSvkB41s/s1600-h/DSCN6177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ9o5MYWEI/AAAAAAAACWc/FWbGSvkB41s/s320/DSCN6177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396013445044262978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuLy4EbAwRI/AAAAAAAACX8/APMUQL8-p1M/s1600-h/DSCN5887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuLy4EbAwRI/AAAAAAAACX8/APMUQL8-p1M/s320/DSCN5887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396142348616909074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I have this sneaking suspicion that Chloe is going to look a lot like me. What do you think??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuMcNDL0B6I/AAAAAAAACYU/H_S43dHop74/s1600-h/Jess11mths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuMcNDL0B6I/AAAAAAAACYU/H_S43dHop74/s320/Jess11mths.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396187789038716834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Jada's also taking a ballet class with her favorite Ballerina, Mrs. Howell. She loves to practice her positions and plies and her "dolly-dance"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Picture coming soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-105499864113011155?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/105499864113011155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=105499864113011155&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/105499864113011155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/105499864113011155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-update.html' title='Random Update'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SuJ1ukp5pqI/AAAAAAAACUc/V-AeMCM2Uw0/s72-c/DSCN5790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5120166088903921097</id><published>2009-09-10T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:34:15.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organizing....</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.  I've been asked to do a organizing class for the Spring Hill Ward's Super Saturday.  When it comes to being organized, I know the things that I struggle with the most. But I have no idea what other people struggle the most with.  Your thoughts and feedback would help me tremendously! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which room of your house is hardest to keep organized? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 - Kids Rooms / Closets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 - Play Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 - Office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 - Garage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 - Your room / Closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 - Bathrooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 - Paper piles.. and other random clutter around the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 - All the Above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 - None of the above... I'm so amazingly organized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 - Other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you were going to go to an organizing class.. what would you like to learn? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any feedback, stories, or ideas would be AWESOME! Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-5120166088903921097?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5120166088903921097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5120166088903921097&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5120166088903921097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5120166088903921097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/09/organizing.html' title='Organizing....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3583541486729575433</id><published>2009-07-20T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:39:47.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Emmett Alexander Preston</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SmU3XXBj9KI/AAAAAAAACUM/DGCBuqKb4jo/s1600-h/SheriEmmett.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SmU3XXBj9KI/AAAAAAAACUM/DGCBuqKb4jo/s320/SheriEmmett.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360751805911528610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SmU3RnsXBSI/AAAAAAAACUA/nPQvqXDxqcs/s1600-h/babyemmett.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SmU3RnsXBSI/AAAAAAAACUA/nPQvqXDxqcs/s320/babyemmett.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360751707306788130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sister and my newest nephew, Emmett Alexander.  He was born on July 13th, 6 lbs 12 oz and 18 inches.   We love you guys and wish you the best!&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/6974826125928682204-3583541486729575433?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3583541486729575433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3583541486729575433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3583541486729575433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3583541486729575433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-emmett-alexander-preston.html' title='Welcome Emmett Alexander Preston'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SmU3XXBj9KI/AAAAAAAACUM/DGCBuqKb4jo/s72-c/SheriEmmett.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4574054529537887195</id><published>2009-07-04T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:41:38.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finished my garage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A month ago I asked Shane if he would help me paint and organize the garage. He went right to work and started painting and hanging shelves.  Wow... it was no small undertaking. He must really love me! Thanks so much for helping me, Shane! (Also thanks to our kindly neighbors and friends, Rob &amp;amp; Shawn!) My goal was to finish organizing it by July 4th.. and I finished it last night. Jada kept saying "THANK YOU MOM!" She had a blast riding her bike in circles in there.. ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAdk3daHXI/AAAAAAAACSo/j8CqOj1LUjI/s1600-h/GarageOrganized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAdk3daHXI/AAAAAAAACSo/j8CqOj1LUjI/s320/GarageOrganized.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354812476143312242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shane and Rob flying their new planes at the park today. Yes.. another plane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlARGdTUgRI/AAAAAAAACSY/C_1IT6HyeqE/s1600-h/flyboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlARGdTUgRI/AAAAAAAACSY/C_1IT6HyeqE/s320/flyboys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354798759586070802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching Daddy fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can never get all of us smiling in the same picture.. ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPfgagwgI/AAAAAAAACSQ/gZZLwoaj1Ro/s1600-h/prettygirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPfgagwgI/AAAAAAAACSQ/gZZLwoaj1Ro/s320/prettygirls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354796990895014402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPIzJc7II/AAAAAAAACSA/RYZQK28e9c4/s1600-h/prettygirls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPIzJc7II/AAAAAAAACSA/RYZQK28e9c4/s320/prettygirls2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354796600786742402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing.. Chloe is only 4 months old and already sitting up and balancing on this log! Okay.. maybe with the help of photo shop! (I edited Shane's hands out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPPrUtpLI/AAAAAAAACSI/YB1MQiB4-7I/s1600-h/ChloeonLog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPPrUtpLI/AAAAAAAACSI/YB1MQiB4-7I/s320/ChloeonLog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354796718945576114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family hike... Chloe sure loves her daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPB09r1xI/AAAAAAAACR4/yJEz7cP6QT4/s1600-h/ChloehikingwithDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPB09r1xI/AAAAAAAACR4/yJEz7cP6QT4/s1600-h/ChloehikingwithDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAPB09r1xI/AAAAAAAACR4/yJEz7cP6QT4/s320/ChloehikingwithDad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354796481015174930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strike a pose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlARhXD6j5I/AAAAAAAACSg/idZYsJBMhg8/s1600-h/prettyjada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlARhXD6j5I/AAAAAAAACSg/idZYsJBMhg8/s320/prettyjada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354799221767311250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is for you Utah folk. We never have to go anywhere for Independence Day because all of our neighbors are pyros! The big fireworks are not illegal for home use here.. and it's cool but at the same time really crazy! Shane and I grew up with the neighbors doing those cheesy fireworks that spin and light up.  This is a short clip taken on my front porch. And this clip doesn't even do it justice. The sky is lit up with fireworks everywhere. It's insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-baa09e2691ff081d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbaa09e2691ff081d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73E86AC93E42D3DB0F3C7B44ADAD258AE3B2000B.28603DE6E1BD6BC3DAAE7182212DA2DC17B130C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbaa09e2691ff081d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiIlHSUeyc5c-UdbVkgYBVxm8ny4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbaa09e2691ff081d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73E86AC93E42D3DB0F3C7B44ADAD258AE3B2000B.28603DE6E1BD6BC3DAAE7182212DA2DC17B130C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbaa09e2691ff081d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiIlHSUeyc5c-UdbVkgYBVxm8ny4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4574054529537887195?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=baa09e2691ff081d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4574054529537887195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4574054529537887195&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4574054529537887195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4574054529537887195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy Independence Day!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlAdk3daHXI/AAAAAAAACSo/j8CqOj1LUjI/s72-c/GarageOrganized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3229828082584560164</id><published>2009-07-02T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:25:45.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I've been such a slacker, I thought I'd put up a few of my favorite pics from the last few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2m_LHvVpI/AAAAAAAACRI/xyT3VPa7oWk/s1600-h/ChloeandJadaMeeting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2m_LHvVpI/AAAAAAAACRI/xyT3VPa7oWk/s320/ChloeandJadaMeeting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354119136260609682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada and Chloe meeting for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2mMsLlC0I/AAAAAAAACRA/Ejxz1YgHE1U/s1600-h/MomChloehospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2mMsLlC0I/AAAAAAAACRA/Ejxz1YgHE1U/s320/MomChloehospital.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354118268961753922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2kQx5YlSI/AAAAAAAACQ4/5jZLRdk7TSo/s1600-h/ChloeBlessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2kQx5YlSI/AAAAAAAACQ4/5jZLRdk7TSo/s320/ChloeBlessing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354116140192273698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chloe's Blessing Dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2hEPG4SHI/AAAAAAAACQw/8L98hJnRozM/s1600-h/JadaMom09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2hEPG4SHI/AAAAAAAACQw/8L98hJnRozM/s320/JadaMom09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354112626160322674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2eMrR5THI/AAAAAAAACQo/AakiEHSAMOM/s1600-h/ChloeBath3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2eMrR5THI/AAAAAAAACQo/AakiEHSAMOM/s320/ChloeBath3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354109472626789490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another Fav Bath Baby Pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2dMxkckeI/AAAAAAAACQY/IU2Et8RK6I8/s1600-h/Jada1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2dMxkckeI/AAAAAAAACQY/IU2Et8RK6I8/s320/Jada1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354108374803583458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk69T1lwmsI/AAAAAAAACRw/s94Eiobh6Is/s1600-h/Jada2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk69T1lwmsI/AAAAAAAACRw/s94Eiobh6Is/s320/Jada2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354425155490716354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took these pictures of Jada almost 9 months ago! Where has the time gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2cIvWCC9I/AAAAAAAACQA/OxJ7NFBM304/s1600-h/chloecurleyhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2cIvWCC9I/AAAAAAAACQA/OxJ7NFBM304/s320/chloecurleyhead.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354107205975149522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's definitely got some natural curl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2b69EHAhI/AAAAAAAACP4/INAqOCGdpfM/s1600-h/JadaEliseWedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2b69EHAhI/AAAAAAAACP4/INAqOCGdpfM/s320/JadaEliseWedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354106969139905042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bell of the Ball. Gotta love the posing. (This was at Elise's Wedding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2oBD60PjI/AAAAAAAACRQ/6bzBri5aIV0/s1600-h/ChloeDaddycuddling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2oBD60PjI/AAAAAAAACRQ/6bzBri5aIV0/s320/ChloeDaddycuddling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354120268198723122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giving me a break. Such a good daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2oR7c3eDI/AAAAAAAACRY/R-n8Y5a2F1w/s1600-h/ChloeDadTV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2oR7c3eDI/AAAAAAAACRY/R-n8Y5a2F1w/s320/ChloeDadTV.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354120557983397938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 301px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture cracks me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2q4dmwBfI/AAAAAAAACRg/7AmVXNvdlyA/s320/SweetestSisters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354123419009943026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweetest Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2an-e3BMI/AAAAAAAACPw/lMusJTGnuvs/s1600-h/AlohaBaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2an-e3BMI/AAAAAAAACPw/lMusJTGnuvs/s320/AlohaBaby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354105543591396546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sweetest Hawaiian princess ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-3229828082584560164?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3229828082584560164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3229828082584560164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3229828082584560164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3229828082584560164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2m_LHvVpI/AAAAAAAACRI/xyT3VPa7oWk/s72-c/ChloeandJadaMeeting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-887596551712471463</id><published>2009-07-01T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:54:45.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe giggling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b06ee1b223c27e09" 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://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db06ee1b223c27e09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFCD5E86619E4EB8ADCDD893C88BADF00641A5CF.4D55A139879BA61F5EC8D4592960C05BE3DED33B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db06ee1b223c27e09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D16B-LALdh-C_6tXz0MCeZC6v3-U&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://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db06ee1b223c27e09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982068%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFCD5E86619E4EB8ADCDD893C88BADF00641A5CF.4D55A139879BA61F5EC8D4592960C05BE3DED33B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db06ee1b223c27e09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D16B-LALdh-C_6tXz0MCeZC6v3-U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chloe and Jada have started to develop a special bond. Chloe really lights up when Jada plays with her. I snuck up on them playing today because the giggling was so cute. I can never get Chloe to giggle this much! I guess I'm just not that funny! But Chloe thinks Jada is hilarious for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-887596551712471463?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/887596551712471463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=887596551712471463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/887596551712471463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/887596551712471463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/07/chloe-giggling.html' title='Chloe giggling'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1989405032058152503</id><published>2009-06-03T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:07:42.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Donna</title><content type='html'>This is a shout out for my wonderful neighbor, Miss Donna. We've known her for the past 6 1/2 years, she lives right across the street from us.  She has been just like a Grandma to Jada and Chloe.  After I had Chloe, Miss Donna filled in with preschool for me. Jada and Cami and Jasea went to her day school in the mornings where they learned science, art, pledge of allegience, cooking... so many fun things! Now that school is over, she's looking for work for the summer and already has so many fun activities and projects planned.  She does babysitting and will also be doing some really fun summer classes for kids. She is extremely experienced and so loving! We love her dearly. Here's her information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Experienced teacher offering  Babysitting full time, part time, and hourly!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have 15 years teaching experience  Pre-K –thru 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; grade in a private Christian school as  well as a preschool in my home. I also have grandma experience!   We always have lots of fun activities including exploration, movement,  science, one on one, art and recess. I will  have no more than 5 children at a time in my home &amp;amp; current references  are available upon request.  Please call Donna at 615-302-4021.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In my home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Full time&lt;/b&gt; - (7:30    AM – 4:30PM) Monday through Friday.    $165.00 a week per child. Includes breakfast, lunch,    &amp;amp; two snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Part Time - &lt;/b&gt;   (7:30 AM – 4:30PM) $40.00 per full day or $25.00 for half day.     Includes breakfast, lunch, &amp;amp; two snacks full day; a meal &amp;amp; a    snack half day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Hourly - &lt;/b&gt;    $7.00 per hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In your home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Hourly (including    evening &amp;amp; weekends)&lt;/b&gt; – $10.00 per hour for up to 3 children    (same family).  I offer an introductory hourly rate    of $8.00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Weekend getaway &lt;/b&gt;   - Friday evening (after 5 PM) thru Sunday at noon for 200.00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                  Special Summer Classes  $60.00 per week&lt;br /&gt;                      Contact: Miss Donna 302-4021&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ages:   3 years old to 5 years old                  6 years old to 8 years old&lt;br /&gt;        9:30-11:30 M-F                                  1:30-3:00 M-F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 6th-10th-Cooking with kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 13th-17th-Down by the sea (water works included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 20th-24th-Bullfrogs and Butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 27th-31st-Let's scrapbook together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here are some  pictures of our class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Fun  is a renewable resource!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SibvxlZyPlI/AAAAAAAACJ4/SfLm9aprc4M/s1600-h/mail.google.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SibvxlZyPlI/AAAAAAAACJ4/SfLm9aprc4M/s320/mail.google.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343221643054562898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SibviIOtQVI/AAAAAAAACJo/qjDSRDxK6yo/s1600-h/1mail.google.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SibviIOtQVI/AAAAAAAACJo/qjDSRDxK6yo/s320/1mail.google.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343221377525432658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-1989405032058152503?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1989405032058152503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1989405032058152503&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1989405032058152503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1989405032058152503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-donna.html' title='Miss Donna'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SibvxlZyPlI/AAAAAAAACJ4/SfLm9aprc4M/s72-c/mail.google.com' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2256663226658522455</id><published>2009-05-19T10:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:24:18.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea... yea....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/ShLq_zxbzoI/AAAAAAAACBg/c6MXuTSVKKI/s1600-h/DSCN5251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/ShLq_zxbzoI/AAAAAAAACBg/c6MXuTSVKKI/s320/DSCN5251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337586890337668738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know. I haven't updated my blog in forever. I have so many cute pictures of the girls to put up.. I've just been lacking in sleep, motivation, energy.. ya know.. it's the new mom thang. Oh well. But despite things just not really getting done and piling up, life is good and we're looking forward to summer! Chloe is amazing. So full of smiles and starting to giggle. I can't believe she's already 3 months old already. She's a sweet heart and Jada just loves her to death. She is the best big sister. We are very surprised that she hasn't seemed the least bit jealous of Chloe. She's so proud of her and proud to be her big sister. It's so sweet. Jada is very expressive, and never shy to voice her feelings, which I think is very helpful because I think sometimes kids act out to get attention. Jada will just say that she needs some attention. And it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Chloe was newborn I was laying on my bed breastfeeding and I turned on the TV. It happened to be on discovery heath.. one of those "taking home baby" kinds of shows. And I was planning to turn the channel, but Jada said, "wait.. let's watch this." And I said.. "uh... are you sure?" So we watched this little family as they brought home their new baby and how it affected their lives. She noticed Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa.. all doing so much work just to take care of the baby. And in her cute 4 year old voice she said, "Babies take a lot of care." And I said, "Yes, it's a lot of work to take care of a baby." She's so helpful, always asking to help not just in taking care of the baby, but asking to help prepare food and clean.. she is so amazing. I feel so lucky to have two amazingly sweet little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hopefully I'll have some more time to keep this updated this summer. I can't believe that the school year is almost over this week! Jada, Cami, Jasea and I have all been having such a fun year. We've been doing some "informal" preschool things and activities which really has been a blast. I've loved every minute of it! And they all love each other dearly, just like sister.. actually that's usually what they call each other. It's so cute seeing them grow and bond and learn to interact with each other. They've also learned so much... it scares me a little because I just want them to stay little! But they have this love and thirst for learning that makes it so much fun to put together activities for them to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recently started another blog. Shane has been had major back pain off and on for years. And this last year has been particularly bad. He's been going to a chiropractor about 4 times a week since October and does about 1 hour worth of exercises each day to try to get it better. It's helping, but he's still in a lot of pain every day. His chiropractor says that his muscles are really inflammed for some reason. So he's going on this "anti-inflammatory" diet that Dr. Asa (who is a doctor here in Nashville) developed. It's really interesting. A lot of it is just common sense nutrition, just eating very healthy, and avoiding toxins including pesticides, preservatives.. etc. and sticking to more whole foods. There are some foods that he needs to avoid during the "detox" phase which include cow dairy, grains, beans, and soy. But after he can add them back in.. but still eating whole and natural foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to create a blog to document this.. for the fun of it.. and also to help us to remember some of the dishes we create. We are all pretty much doing this diet, it's really quite doable. Jada even loves all of the meals that we are eating. So, we're hoping that this will be a step forward in being healthier as a family and also hopefully will help get Shane on track nutritionally to help get his back better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to see what we are eating.. here's the link to the health blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jessieshealthblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jessieshealthblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2256663226658522455?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2256663226658522455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2256663226658522455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2256663226658522455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2256663226658522455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/05/yea-yea.html' title='Yea... yea....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/ShLq_zxbzoI/AAAAAAAACBg/c6MXuTSVKKI/s72-c/DSCN5251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1004776694760643993</id><published>2009-03-14T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:12:44.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Mormons Build Temples</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-x_-TQivCx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-x_-TQivCx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church recently came out with this short video on YouTube.  So I thought I'd share it with you all. If any of you reading are not Mormon and curious to know more about temples, I'll do my best to answer your questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-1004776694760643993?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1004776694760643993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1004776694760643993&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1004776694760643993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1004776694760643993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-mormons-build-temples.html' title='Why Mormons Build Temples'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7535131497376545133</id><published>2009-03-10T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:35:48.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe bath pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I needed some pictures for the girls bathroom... and thought why not just take pictures of the girls.  I need to do some of Jada now... maybe some bath robe pics or something. Anyway, I'll give an update soon as I find some time when I don't have to type one handed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sba_4kAr8JI/AAAAAAAAB8s/VDG1Klus1I8/s1600-h/chloebath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sba_4kAr8JI/AAAAAAAAB8s/VDG1Klus1I8/s400/chloebath1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311643788990214290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SbbAPhgpCGI/AAAAAAAAB80/j76LnIAGPTA/s1600-h/chloebath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SbbAPhgpCGI/AAAAAAAAB80/j76LnIAGPTA/s400/chloebath2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311644183455926370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7535131497376545133?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7535131497376545133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7535131497376545133&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7535131497376545133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7535131497376545133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/03/chloe-bath-pics.html' title='Chloe bath pics'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sba_4kAr8JI/AAAAAAAAB8s/VDG1Klus1I8/s72-c/chloebath1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3690705632404578949</id><published>2009-02-17T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:32:20.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Angel is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZsd1dU2nQI/AAAAAAAAB8c/8afWk-TsnAI/s1600-h/ChloeReese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZsd1dU2nQI/AAAAAAAAB8c/8afWk-TsnAI/s400/ChloeReese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303865790401256706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Reese Powers&lt;br /&gt;Born February 16th, 2009 4:05 am&lt;br /&gt;7 lbs 4 oz  19.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We've been waiting and preparing so long it seems, and now it feels so surreal that she's actually here!  I just can't stop staring at her... I can't believe she's really here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's perfect and healthy and we were able to come home today.  Labor and delivery went fantastic.  I had her ala natural... and I aint gonna lie... it was tough!  But I feel so blessed.  I could not have done it without my amazing husband and dear friend Becky.  I can't even believe how amazing they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had stronger but not terrible contractions all day Sunday, and Becky spent the day with me and kept me entertained in-between contractions and timed me when I was having contractions.   She took me for a walk, made me snacks and kept me hydrated and kept telling me how great my focus and breathing were though the contractions.  Shane kept me entertained with "Chuck" reruns, listening to Jason Mraz and just goofing off and telling funny stories.  Sometimes they were so funny I even half laughed through some of my contractions! He rubbed my back during contractions which felt soooooo good and was so comforting. They both really made the whole thing so amazingly enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was originally thinking about hiring a doula... but I'm really glad that I didn't.  I think it probably would have been more serious... more down to business dealing with labor contractions with some person I didn't know.  It was so nice just hanging out at home and laughing and doing normal things in between contractions.  Beck and Shane were both so fun to be with.  The distraction was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contractions got stronger, and more uncomfortable, and about 2 minutes apart when we started heading for the hospital.  It was about 1 am.  The whole protocol of getting into the hospital, even when you are preregistered really is crazy when you are in labor.  You have to sign papers, answer a whole bunch of annoying questions.... get hooked up to all sorts of crazy contraptions... it really is crazy trying to do all that while having contractions every 2 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about a 7 when I checked in... and they broke my water.  Shorty after the contractions got intense and quickly put me into transition.  At that point I pretty much just zoned out in order to deal with the pain... but Shane and Beck were so amazing at helping me get through it.  The whole labor process was actually very tolerable and even enjoyable up until this point.... and I felt very blessed it had gone so well.  And even though transition was by far the worst, I knew it would just be for a very short time, and be a very short part of the whole process, and then the baby would soon be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane and Becky were so incredible when I got to that point. Becky just kept telling how great I was doing and would watch the monitor and tell me when  a contraction was going back down which helped immensely!! It felt good to move my hips and legs to help ease out the tension, so Shane kinda slow danced with me and let me hold onto him and he just rubbed my back while I worked through the transition contractions.  It was so comforting to have him there for me and support me like that.  There was a midwife there that also stepped in and applied counter pressure to my back which was really helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that the reason why you have such strong contractions at the end is because it really makes you want to get that baby out in order to alleviate the pain, which gives you the strong instinct to push!  I pushed for maybe 10 minutes, and what a sweet wave of joy and relief when she was finally here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really great, I would do it naturally again for sure.  It really wasn't bad until the very end... and I feel so much better than I did after having Jada.  I feel a world of difference in my energy and ability to heal and recover.  I made a gift basket to take with me to the hospital full of goodies for Shane and Beck and the nurses... to say THANKS!!!  I knew I wouldn't be able to do this alone.  Shane, you are an amazing husband and friend, I don't know what I would ever do without you. I love you more and more with each new experience we go through together... which is crazy because I had no idea that I could love you even more.  I love our little family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beck, you are such an incredibly amazing friend..  I am constantly humbled how much you've been there for me and helped me and I am so glad you could be there for one of the most important events in my life.  I love you dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZtUEg9KhNI/AAAAAAAAB8k/d1gmM9_v_U8/s1600-h/NurseGiftBasket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZtUEg9KhNI/AAAAAAAAB8k/d1gmM9_v_U8/s400/NurseGiftBasket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303925422701577426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6974826125928682204-3690705632404578949?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3690705632404578949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3690705632404578949&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3690705632404578949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3690705632404578949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-angel-is-here.html' title='Our Angel is Here!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZsd1dU2nQI/AAAAAAAAB8c/8afWk-TsnAI/s72-c/ChloeReese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7157092431172945409</id><published>2009-02-15T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:16:31.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #3 - 41 weeks GARGANTUAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZiNxk7RaPI/AAAAAAAAB8U/RS48ZrJ4XLk/s1600-h/41weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZiNxk7RaPI/AAAAAAAAB8U/RS48ZrJ4XLk/s400/41weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303144444094146802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep... this is really update number 3 and yep I'm still pregnant! And I think I've changed my mind... I think this baby is NEVER going to come out! ha ha... okay I guess she's got to one way or another... right?!  But this week sure has felt long.  Although I have to say... I had been keeping myself super busy with projects and things I needed to get done up until my due date, so it was actually really nice having some down time this week with not too much to do, or not much planned... I think I really needed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've had contractions all week long, but they have been really light.  Today they are finally feeling pretty painful and strong... so hopefully that is a good sign!  Becky is over here and we went walking and timing my contractions.  They are still kind of sporadic coming between 5-7 minutes ... but I am ecstatic that they are finally painful.. as weird as that may be!  I may not be saying that in a few hours though if they get any stronger...  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY hope there won't be an update #4!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7157092431172945409?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7157092431172945409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7157092431172945409&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7157092431172945409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7157092431172945409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-3-41-weeks-gargantuan.html' title='Update #3 - 41 weeks GARGANTUAN'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZiNxk7RaPI/AAAAAAAAB8U/RS48ZrJ4XLk/s72-c/41weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6148561703324687469</id><published>2009-02-08T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:35:14.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #2</title><content type='html'>So today is my due date.  And the little stinker isn't here yet.  I've been having mild contractions for about 2 days now... but still nothing exciting!  I guess I need to try eating spicy foods and do some jumping jacks! As much as I want this little girl here, I am really soaking in these last few days of being pregnant.  With the consistent contractions we sure thought she'd be here by now.  But,  I'll tell you what, it's been so nice to just have some really relaxing and quality time to spend with Shane and Jada.  I am so grateful, because having these contractions have made me slow down, not make any plans, not worry about cleaning, cooking, or scrubbing.  This weekend has been absolutely amazing!  The weather has been near 70 degrees all weekend, and we've had no plans but to just be together and wait for this little baby to come.  I've had so much fun spending quality time with my sweeties.  I'm sure life is going to be a little bit busy once the baby comes, so I am very grateful that we had this time to spend some time for the last time... with just us three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stay tuned guys...  she can't stay in here forever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-6148561703324687469?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6148561703324687469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6148561703324687469&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6148561703324687469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6148561703324687469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-2.html' title='Update #2'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-976271888296899694</id><published>2009-02-07T06:38:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T06:42:27.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So, I'm still having regular contractions.  They are about 7-8 minutes apart, and strong, but not super strong yet.  By some miracle, I was able to sleep 5 hours last night though the contractions.  Thanks so much for all of your prayers!!!  I had a really long early labor with Jada, and it really wore me out by the time I got to the real thing.  I'm so grateful I got some sleep without waking up constantly!  It's a beautiful day today, so we are going to go to the park and Shane's going to fly some planes, and Jada and I are going to do some more walking!  Hopefully we'll be having a baby sometime today... we'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-976271888296899694?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/976271888296899694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=976271888296899694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/976271888296899694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/976271888296899694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5728690749650622841</id><published>2009-02-06T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:02:16.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 weeks Enormous!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2s6iAlBnI/AAAAAAAACRo/hdYrQAQ9k8I/s1600-h/40+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2s6iAlBnI/AAAAAAAACRo/hdYrQAQ9k8I/s320/40+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354125653575009906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I truly meant to post a pic in-between.  Things around here have been a little crazy! Shane's been out of town off and on over the last four weeks. He's been in Dallas, Lexington, Chicago, and Vegas. And I was super sick for about two weeks straight. It truly was not fun times! But he's back now, and we're all over the flu and.... guess what! I'm even having some contractions!  I've been having them half of the day today consistently.  My good friend Becky went walking with me this morning to help get things jump started. And later this evening Jada, Shane and I went to the mall and had dinner, walked, did a little bit of shopping, ate smoothies and cookies... oh did we have fun.  All the while I've had some good contractions. Jada's at the neighbors for the night, and Becky (my super amazing friend who is going to help me) is on alert for the night... so I'm hoping and praying that these contractions keep a going and get stronger..... so maybe by tonight or tomorrow we'll have some exciting news!! Keep me in your prayers ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I put up a new pic without my hand on my belly so you can get the full effect of how ginormous my belly is! I wish I could do this in 3D... you really have to see me in person to get the full effect!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZD8X66I7MI/AAAAAAAAB5E/rIvte6dMmIk/s1600-h/Jess40weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SZD8X66I7MI/AAAAAAAAB5E/rIvte6dMmIk/s400/Jess40weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301014249295375554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-5728690749650622841?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5728690749650622841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5728690749650622841&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5728690749650622841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5728690749650622841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2009/02/40-weeks-enormous.html' title='40 weeks Enormous!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Sk2s6iAlBnI/AAAAAAAACRo/hdYrQAQ9k8I/s72-c/40+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2788811410634036252</id><published>2008-12-24T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:51:20.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SVMfTh7_09I/AAAAAAAAB30/Oaz3qj5DlCQ/s1600-h/ChristmasCard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SVMfTh7_09I/AAAAAAAAB30/Oaz3qj5DlCQ/s400/ChristmasCard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283601208223716306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2788811410634036252?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2788811410634036252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2788811410634036252&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2788811410634036252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2788811410634036252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SVMfTh7_09I/AAAAAAAAB30/Oaz3qj5DlCQ/s72-c/ChristmasCard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4643774048005705168</id><published>2008-12-21T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:40:18.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 weeks huge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I still have 7 more weeks to go.  Crap! I swear this baby just grew overnight... and to think I'm going to get even bigger in the next 7 weeks! How is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SU6mHVluJzI/AAAAAAAAB3s/hJLLEeRlK1k/s1600-h/33weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SU6mHVluJzI/AAAAAAAAB3s/hJLLEeRlK1k/s320/33weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282342057936824114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4643774048005705168?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4643774048005705168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4643774048005705168&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4643774048005705168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4643774048005705168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/12/33-weeks-huge.html' title='33 weeks huge'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SU6mHVluJzI/AAAAAAAAB3s/hJLLEeRlK1k/s72-c/33weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5344763163648240583</id><published>2008-12-19T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:37:04.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grant and Tom's Visit to Maui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My two brothers went out to Maui right after my Dad's funeral and attended a memorial service that the Marriott put together.  This is a short documentary of their experience. (Tom is  a film major at the University of Utah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-mzcVyjyWg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-mzcVyjyWg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-5344763163648240583?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5344763163648240583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5344763163648240583&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5344763163648240583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5344763163648240583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/12/grant-and-toms-visit-to-maui.html' title='Grant and Tom&apos;s Visit to Maui'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2424101490674328504</id><published>2008-11-27T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:27:29.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Jackson Cody Powers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SS-AsqQkQjI/AAAAAAAAB3g/72_yclJ1VS0/s1600-h/JacksonCody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SS-AsqQkQjI/AAAAAAAAB3g/72_yclJ1VS0/s320/JacksonCody.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273575193420513842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister-in-law (Shane's Brother's Wife) Melissa, just had a beautiful baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born November 22nd&lt;br /&gt;8 lbs, 3 oz&lt;br /&gt;20 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations guys! Wish we were there to help you out. We can't wait to hold that little guy! Hope to see you soon.&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/6974826125928682204-2424101490674328504?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2424101490674328504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2424101490674328504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2424101490674328504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2424101490674328504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-jackson-cody-powers.html' title='Welcome Jackson Cody Powers'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SS-AsqQkQjI/AAAAAAAAB3g/72_yclJ1VS0/s72-c/JacksonCody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-66298075276838360</id><published>2008-11-19T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:48:28.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennessee Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSQmXkj5pHI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/UCSEEQTEono/s1600-h/TennesseeSunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSQmXkj5pHI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/UCSEEQTEono/s400/TennesseeSunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270379650323424370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm usually not up early enough to see the sunrise, but today I happened to be up doing some yoga and the sunrise was gorgeous! What else have I been missing when I sleep?&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/6974826125928682204-66298075276838360?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/66298075276838360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=66298075276838360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/66298075276838360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/66298075276838360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/11/tennessee-sunrise.html' title='Tennessee Sunrise'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSQmXkj5pHI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/UCSEEQTEono/s72-c/TennesseeSunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3862869251879803780</id><published>2008-11-16T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:28:06.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Week Belly Bump and Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSByO40DxJI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/XJVkNy4aE_g/s1600-h/28weekbump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSByO40DxJI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/XJVkNy4aE_g/s320/28weekbump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269337164117951634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 weeks along..  That puts me in the 3rd Trimester! Holy Cow! This little one has been moving around like crazy lately, and I love that feeling more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've picked out a name... but need some help with the middle name!  To Jada's dismay, we're not going to go with her choices of Belle or Jasmine.  We really love the name Chloe.  (And I think Jada will eventually come around to liking it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle name, however, is still on the table...here are some that we like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee, Elise, Celeste, Reese, Rae, Paige, Noelle, Michelle (Jada's: Belle and Jasmine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other ideas?&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/6974826125928682204-3862869251879803780?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3862869251879803780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3862869251879803780&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3862869251879803780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3862869251879803780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/11/28-week-belly-bump-and-name.html' title='28 Week Belly Bump and Name'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSByO40DxJI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/XJVkNy4aE_g/s72-c/28weekbump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-664754227845550844</id><published>2008-11-15T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:36:48.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Be</title><content type='html'>There are so many things that I've learned in the past few weeks.  I've never lost anyone close to me before, so losing my Dad, and the emotions that I've felt, have been a completely new experience to me.  I don't think I've ever felt such a flood of different and intense emotions like this in my life.  Shock, confusion, disbelief, denial, sadness, lonliness, longing, anger...  But interestingly enough, the emotions haven't been all sad ones.  It's been such a mix of happy and sad... I'll do my best to try to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Shane and I went to see a Beatles tribute band called Rain.  If you ever get the chance, you need to go! They sounded just like the Beatles and their performance was amazing.  As they sang one of their most popular songs, "Let it be" I felt like it summed up what my Dad had been trying to tell me over and over these past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/Jessica/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zn2vYOel-G0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSQx4PkxnqI/AAAAAAAAB2g/x2iebVY8nVs/s320/30_rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270392306253536930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was always influenced by music and would listen to particular songs based upon how he was feeling at the time.  And I do that too... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things in life are just simply out of our hands and our of our control.  As much as I would have loved my Dad to stay longer, as much as I wish I could talk to him, to hug him again, hear his advice... I know he's needed somewhere else.  My brothers and sister and I have all felt my Dad so near through this.  We have felt his love concern over us in coping with his passing.  Several of us have felt like he was wishing he could explain everything to us, and why he had to go.  Felt like he was saying... "If only I could tell you what I know now... and show you what I've seen!" I know there is a plan for all of us, and it may seem like such a sad thing for someone to pass at such a young age when they had so much life yet to live.  But I know that this life isn't the beginning or the end! There is so much ahead, we don't even have any idea.  I really believe that he is still busy and living it up where he's at and very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that has given me so much comfort, is feeling my dad so near.  I've never felt anything like that in my life. I used to feel so lucky to be able to talk to him on the phone once per week and see him a week out of each year.  But now I realize, that he can watch his grandchildren grow up and see the things that I'm doing in my life... all the time!  And it makes me so happy knowing that he'll be an even bigger part of my life than he was able to before.  I know he'll still be our Dad, watching me, Grant, Sheri, Tom, and Elise, from above.  And I know he'll always be a large part of our lives and be our guardian angel.  It is so comforting knowing he'll be watching over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad want's me and my family to be happy, and I feel like he's really gone to great lengths to comfort all of us and help us to realize that it is really okay... and life will go on and we need to go on still living our lives and make the best of them that we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another real positive thing that I've taken from this experience is really learning what service is all about.  My dad was always helping other people.  Story after story after story... people coming up to us and telling us how my dad helped them.. or how he was such a good listener, and how they felt like he truly cared.  I felt that way about my dad, but I was amazed at how many people loved him too.  His heart was always full of love for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been so touched by the outpouring of love from friends, family... cards, flowers, e-mails, phone calls, meals, treats!  It's so hard to describe how I feel.  This outpouring of love, on top of feeling and realizing how much my Dad loved other people... has truly been amazing and healing.  My heart is so full... it feels like it's so warm it's going to overheat!  The love that I've felt and experienced nearly crowds out all of the sad or painful feelings that I've had. And I feel so humbled and amazed.  I also feel such a strong desire to always keep that feeling in my heart by opening up my heart and by serving others as well! So I've started to think of things that I can do to help and serve others, and it makes me so excited! It also is really healing because I know it will help me to feel even closer to my Dad as I remember the kind of person he was, and try to follow that example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it Be...  it almost feels as if my Dad is speaking to me through this song.  I know it's okay to cry and feel sad (and I do often!).  But some things are out of our control.  And if we focus on what we can't control, it would be so easy to forget about the things we do have control over, and the blessings that can come out of trials.  Heavenly Father cares about us, and if we pay attention... it's easy to realize he's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i find myself in times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Mother mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;And in my hour of darkness&lt;br /&gt;She is standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the broken hearted people&lt;br /&gt;Living in the world agree,&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;For though they may be parted there is&lt;br /&gt;Still a chance that they will see&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be. yeah&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night is cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;There is still a light that shines on me,&lt;br /&gt;Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Mother mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be,&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-664754227845550844?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/664754227845550844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=664754227845550844&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/664754227845550844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/664754227845550844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-it-be.html' title='Let it Be'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SSQx4PkxnqI/AAAAAAAAB2g/x2iebVY8nVs/s72-c/30_rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8090373086433752509</id><published>2008-11-15T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:00:56.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's some pics from our trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR95H5cnOFI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/LD9wKtSp8xw/s1600-h/PedicureJada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR95H5cnOFI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/LD9wKtSp8xw/s200/PedicureJada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269063265633646674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR943IvQqdI/AAAAAAAAB1I/Z4MIX0JRuHQ/s1600-h/Pedicure.jpg"&gt;   &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR943IvQqdI/AAAAAAAAB1I/Z4MIX0JRuHQ/s200/Pedicure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269062977680615890" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR966AiB19I/AAAAAAAAB14/Nbrg4GuANMg/s1600-h/Toesies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR966AiB19I/AAAAAAAAB14/Nbrg4GuANMg/s200/Toesies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269065226040498130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting our nails and toes done.  Jada loved being part of the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR94TB1GYKI/AAAAAAAAB1A/rCAeet1Qx2Y/s1600-h/PeacockTrunkotreat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR94TB1GYKI/AAAAAAAAB1A/rCAeet1Qx2Y/s200/PeacockTrunkotreat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269062357350768802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR95oVRGR5I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/hfVoRpFS6ZU/s1600-h/PumpkinBellyTrunkotreat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR95oVRGR5I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/hfVoRpFS6ZU/s200/PumpkinBellyTrunkotreat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269063822857357202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR97Lunof3I/AAAAAAAAB2A/c1GqgVrMQ-E/s1600-h/WesleyBearHalloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR97Lunof3I/AAAAAAAAB2A/c1GqgVrMQ-E/s200/WesleyBearHalloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269065530469810034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween.. Jada was a beautiful peacock, baby was a pumpkin, and cousin Wesley was a cuddly bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR94DIuanxI/AAAAAAAAB04/weZNPMbfNhk/s1600-h/FlowerGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR94DIuanxI/AAAAAAAAB04/weZNPMbfNhk/s200/FlowerGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269062084323876626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR90-UNk38I/AAAAAAAAB0g/M0ouvtaBrkA/s1600-h/BridalShopJessandJada.jpg"&gt;   &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR90-UNk38I/AAAAAAAAB0g/M0ouvtaBrkA/s200/BridalShopJessandJada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269058702973132738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress shopping for Elise's wedding. She picked out a beautiful dress and I took some pics, but I guess you'll have to wait till March to see it! I somehow squoze into a brides maid dress. Fortunately it was very stretchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR96CbMMjxI/AAAAAAAAB1g/DgZpNQ21qsk/s1600-h/SnowAngelJada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR96CbMMjxI/AAAAAAAAB1g/DgZpNQ21qsk/s200/SnowAngelJada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269064271124008722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR96SYv7fGI/AAAAAAAAB1o/sWWnZhEBp1k/s1600-h/SnowBall.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR96SYv7fGI/AAAAAAAAB1o/sWWnZhEBp1k/s200/SnowBall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269064545346485346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR96jfuj7VI/AAAAAAAAB1w/Uy13ZMmaOvc/s1600-h/SnowJada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR96jfuj7VI/AAAAAAAAB1w/Uy13ZMmaOvc/s200/SnowJada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269064839277571410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day it snowed several inches. I had to run out and get Jada some hat, gloves, boots, snow pants... the whole deal.  She had never played in snow before!! She thought it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR93ucHJ7oI/AAAAAAAAB0w/O_XQ-ecIkao/s1600-h/ChristmasinOctober.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR93ucHJ7oI/AAAAAAAAB0w/O_XQ-ecIkao/s200/ChristmasinOctober.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269061728750661250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR93Xcl09yI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ormHkRqqGqA/s1600-h/ChristmasBunny.jpg"&gt;      &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR93Xcl09yI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ormHkRqqGqA/s200/ChristmasBunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269061333742319394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have an early Christmas and early Thanksgiving. Notice Tom in his Christmas onsie! Sheri had this brilliant (?) idea to get mom a bunny! We had one growing up... and she hated cleaning up after it.  I think it was supposed to kinda be a joke, but the pet store said they couldn't bring the rabbit back... ha ha... so Elise is now taking care of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR90v5HdwcI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/PAVxUp6PYPY/s1600-h/BlackEye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR90v5HdwcI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/PAVxUp6PYPY/s200/BlackEye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269058455181574594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR97bvHANMI/AAAAAAAAB2I/TETwcbm8K_Y/s1600-h/TrampolineJada.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR97bvHANMI/AAAAAAAAB2I/TETwcbm8K_Y/s200/TrampolineJada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269065805479294146" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Jada didn't get this sad little black eye from jumping on the tramp.  She rolled off the couch and bumped her head on a coffee table! Poor thing! She's definitely gotten lots of attention from her black eye. It's bruised perfectly all the way around her eye.  She's at the age where she feels self conscious sometimes... so it took her 2 days before she let me take her picture... finally I bribed her with some candy and she let me take it... ha ha.&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/6974826125928682204-8090373086433752509?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8090373086433752509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8090373086433752509&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8090373086433752509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8090373086433752509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/11/utah-trip.html' title='Utah Trip'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SR95H5cnOFI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/LD9wKtSp8xw/s72-c/PedicureJada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4911964774556634821</id><published>2008-10-30T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T03:48:23.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts about my Dad and his funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQljf6LpIrI/AAAAAAAABzs/WXITNIPkcwY/s1600-h/Cemetary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQljf6LpIrI/AAAAAAAABzs/WXITNIPkcwY/s320/Cemetary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262847039404319410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just wanted to write down my thoughts of my Dad and the funeral while they are still fresh in my mind.  The news of my father's passing came to an extreme shock.  As far as we knew, he was healthy. He had some issues with high blood pressure and high cholesterol, but he always was so full of life and energy.  He worked in Maui, Hawaii for Marriott Vacation Club, and sold time shares.  He had come into Utah to visit family, and was planning to make a quick stop in Arizona to see a friend, then make his way to Tennessee where he was planning to spend a whole week with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at enrichment night and when I got home, my husband said that my sister had called urgently and was worried about my dad.  He was supposed to meet my brother and sister for lunch but never showed up and he was missing.  When I called my sister, she was calm but crying.  She told me she had just found out that my dad had passed away.   I felt like the wind got knocked out of me and then the tears came.  It was such a shock.  I asked her what happened.  At that point she didn't know. She said that he didn't show up for lunch, and then they couldn't get a hold of him the rest of the afternoon.  Out of worry, they decided to go looking for him.. so they just started driving up to Park City, where he was staying.  My brother Grant called his hotel.  He personally knew one of the security guards there, and had his cell phone number.  He asked if he could check on my Dad's room.  Sadly, the security guard called my brother back with bad news.  By the time my brother and sister got up to Park City, they had removed my Dad's body.  The police officer said that that he was also a medical examiner and said that after examining him and checking out his medical records, they suspected a seizure or a heart attack.  They said his cholesterol and blood pressure where high and it appeared he had a larger heart than normal.  They also said that he passed away in his sleep without any apparent struggle.  My other brother met them up in Park City where they gathered his things and said a family prayer.  They prayed that my Dad would be near us to help us through this difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a wide range of emotions that night and Shane was up with me all night getting packed and just talking to me and letting me cry.  I felt so sad that I was only a few days away from seeing him, but also happy that he passed in Utah and was able to spend his final days with his family.  He was able to see his kids, his mom, siblings, aunt/uncle as well as many friends.  He was truly deserving and truly blessed to have been able to pass that way,  peacefully and after having been able to be with his dear family.  It's amazing to me how much the Lord watches over us and how much he cares for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father's passing has probably been one of the most spiritual experiences of my life.  I felt him with me as I was packing up my things.  I felt an air of calmness in getting ready.  No sense of panic whatsoever.  My dad has an extremely laid back, easy going personality.  And I felt his calm presence comforting me as I prepared to leave.  My house was a wreck and I felt like I need to get it cleaned up before I left out of town.  Shane kept telling me that he'd get it done for me and just to worry about packing.  But I just felt like I couldn't leave my home in chaos.  I just needed to have it clean for my peace of mind.  I could almost feel my dad's arms around me and him saying, "Jess... you really don't need to do this. But I understand and I'll help you."  Everything got cleaned, and I got packed very quickly.  The entire night was quite peaceful as I felt my dad near, and thought about him with calm tears.  Shane helped me and just let me talk about how I was feeling.  I am so grateful for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I was so worried about how this would effect Jada.  She is really quite perceptive to how other people are feeling, and I didn't know how the sudden plans to go to Utah, my watery eyes, and learning that grandpa wouldn't be coming out to visit us would effect her.  I prayed that I'd know the right things to do and say to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning I asked her if she'd like to go to Utah to see grammie.  She said... "uh... no...." She was a little confused.  Then I told her that we could have a fun little trip.. just some mommy Jada time, and we could pack some of her favorite snacks and I'd play her favorite toys with her on the plane and watch movies.  Then once we got to Utah, we'd do lots of fun things with Grammie, Elise, Tommy, Grant and Kate and Wesley, Sheri...  So now this sounded like great fun and she couldn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Shane was taking us to the airport, I decided to tell her about Grandpa.  She understands heaven, and that Heavenly Father and Jesus live there.  Whenver we talk about that, she says, I wish I could go to heaven to see them, Mom.  I tell her that someday when we die we will go to heaven to live with them again forever.  But I don't think she knows what dying really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told her that before we were born, we lived with Heavenly Father and Jesus, then when we are born, we live on earth.  I told her our bodies have things inside that help them to work.  I said, just like toys have batteries inside them to help them to work, our bodies have things to help them work.. like our hearts and lungs.  (Fortunately I did a preschool lesson with her about our hearts and lungs so she kinda knew what I was talking about).   Then I said that when toys stop working, we can put in new batteries to make them work again, but our bodies are different.  Once our hearts and lungs stop working then they stop working and we die.  But when we die, we go back up to Heaven to live with Heavenly Father and Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told her that grandpa died while he was in Utah, and that we were going out to Utah to be with our family.  I said it was a sad time and that she'd probably see mommy and grammie and others cry.  I told her that we cried because we miss Grandpa.  But I also told her that it's also a happy time because heaven is a very happy place and that I was happy that Grandpa was with Heavenly Father and Jesus, and that he was happy living there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how much of that she absorbed, but she seemed content with the whole thing.  So once that was over, I felt a huge wave of relief come over me.  I was happy that I told her, and happy that she seemed okay with it, even if she may not have completely understood everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight to Utah was really great.  Everything went so smoothly, and I felt my dad's presence near as we traveled.  I felt his love and concern over me.. pregnant and traveling alone with Jada.  I felt him there making sure that I arrived in Utah safely.  Everything was on-time, and I didn't run into any problems.  People also went out of their way to be kind and generous to us.  Jada is an amazing kid. She's so easy, and is incredibly easy to fly with.  She get so excited over the simplist things.  She was so happy to have some fun treats and to spend some one on one time with me playing with her toys.  She was also excited about getting peanuts and drinks on the plane.  Our layover was pretty easy too.  We both got some exercise walking around the airport and she thought it was so much fun riding on the riding walkways over and over throughout the airport.  She also had fun picking out some fun things in the shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so excited once we landed and I told her we were in Utah.  She couldn't wait to see everyone.  And everyone spoiled her with hugs, kisses, and lots of fun treats that she doesn't normally get to eat at my house! She's been in little girl heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this has been a rough time, it has been such a comfort being all together with my brothers and sisters. We have all stayed really close, but haven't been all together for about 4 years. So it has been such a great time seeing them.  My brother had all of us kids over for dinner, and we spent the evening reminissing.  We ate my dad's favorite dessert, rice pudding, watched some old home movies, and went through some funny letters and pictures that we had given my dad when we were kids.  He had brought them out with him and it was so much fun to go through and read.   My dad had some of his music that he had arranged or written, stored on an old keyboard that he had given to my brother Grant.  So we were able to all listen to his music.  It was a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last two days have been the most difficult, the viewing and the funeral... but somehow we all made it through.  My brother put together a DVD slideshow for the viewing of pictures of my Dad and it was awesome to see all of his pictures from his growing up years, him with us kids, and him with grandkids and also his time he spent in Hawaii.  When I looked at my dad lying in the casket, I was really dismayed that it didn't look like my Dad.  But I could hear my Dad saying, "It's just my body... but the real me is right here..."  It was also such a comfort to see all of my grandma, cousins, family, and friends there.  I felt so lucky to have such wonderful loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it in with all he had going on at work and the expense of the tickets, but he flew out and made it in time for the funeral.  I'm so glad he could come out here.. I didn't realize how much I needed him until he got here.  He's been a tremendous support to me, and I'm so glad he could be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral (today) was the hardest.  I kept forgetting to breath all day long. I was kind of dreading this.. realizing that I didn't feel quite prepared for this.  Before they began the funeral, we had a family prayer and me and my siblings looked at my dad and all embraced before they shut the casket.  I felt my dad so happy and proud that we were all so close to one another.  His service was beautiful.  My two brothers talked, as well as other friends and family.  While my Dad lived in Hawaii, he adopted a kid named Marvin into his life.  He and my step mom supported him while he was on his mission and was a big part of his life as he got married and as he and his beautiful bride had their first child. He became a god-parent to their sweet daughter. They were able to come to the funeral and sing a beautiful song to pay tribute to my Dad.  To close, Elise, Sheri and I sang the first two verses of the closing hymn, "God be with you till we meet again."  and the congregation joined in the last verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was buried in a beautiful cemetary right by the Bountiful temple.  It is on a hill and is a gorgeous site.  I think it is where he would have liked to be buried.  This day was particulary hard, I think mostly just a flood of different emotions that I'm trying to sort through and it has really started to hit me this evening, so I've been pretty weepy.  But I know that my Dad wouldn't want me to be sad, but to remember the happy, fun, and funny things about my Dad.  I feel so grateful to have had him in my life and I know that right now there are other important things for him to do in Heaven.  I have felt sad that he won't be here to talk to, but I have felt him tell me that he'll be able to now be there for me all of the time.  I have also felt sad that I was only a few days away from seeing him, and sad I was one of the only ones that didn't get to see him before he passed.  But I have also felt him tell me again, that he's still here and that he didn't really go anywhere.  It's been incredible feeling him so close.  Unlike anything I've ever felt in my life before, and I hope that I continue to feel him nearby throughout my life.  I know he'll always be concered for his friends and family.  He treasured his relationships more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also really grateful that I had the opportunity to live with him for a while in Highschool.  My parents divorced when I was 15, and I lived with my mom up until I was 18, and lived with my Dad and stepmom for my last year in high school before I started college.  I'm so grateful for so many wonderful times I got to spend with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was such a fun and kind Dad.  He loved to help and serve others and I was effected by that at a young age.  There was an elderly widow that lived just down the street from us, and he encouraged me to ask her if she could teach me to crochet.  So once or twice a week, I'd go to visit her in her home, and she would teach me how to crochet.  He was always mowing people's lawns and taking us to nursing homes to sing and to visit with the lonely.  His generous heart is something that has greatly impacted my life.  He never had an unkind word to say about anyone.  Even after having gone through a messy divorce with my mom, he never once said anything bad about her, and would often let me know that despite everything, he still cared for her very much.  To have that kind of Christ like love has and will affect me for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once asked him what his favorite quote was.  After spending about a week thinking about it, he e-mailed me back and said that his favorite quote was actually from a Rolling Stones song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You cant always get what you want&lt;br /&gt;You cant always get what you want&lt;br /&gt;You cant always get what you want&lt;br /&gt;But if you try sometimes well you might find&lt;br /&gt;You get what you need&lt;/blockquote&gt;He had a real zest for life.  He was always up for trying new things.  He loved to try new foods, listen to new music, visit new places, meet new people, try new things.  And throughout our lives, he encouraged us to do the same. He truly embraced all that life had to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I will miss the most, is his wonderful listening ear.  He was such a great listener.  I always felt like I could be myself around him, that I could just say what I felt, and he would always listen and have nothing but kind and supportive words.  I always felt his love and concern for me as I talked to him and I felt like he knew me better than most others because he took the time to listen.  We also had very similar personalities and interests and I feel like we could talk and relate to one another very well. I felt like I understood him. I'll really miss that so much.  I will also miss his visits.  Every year since Jada has been born, he's made the time to come out for about a week to spend time with us.  That always made me feel so special knowing that he probably only had so many weeks of vacation time per year, but that he'd spend a whole week visiting and spending time with us.  He really treasured his family and I will always take that with me in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone from the Marriott Vacation Club where he worked started a guestbook on legacy.com, for people to share their thoughts about my dad.  It was wonderful reading all of the beautiful things that others noticed and felt about my Dad.  So many were blessed to have had him in their lives.  Here's a link to the guestbook:  &lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/HJNews/GB/GuestbookView.aspx?PersonID=119447429"&gt;http://www.legacy.com/HJNews/GB/GuestbookView.aspx?PersonID=119447429&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last, kind of funny thing.  As I said before, my dad was planning on being a bird watcher for Halloween and going trick-o-treating with Jada.  So I told him to bring out some khaki pants and binoculars and that I'd see if I could find something that looked like a safari hat and a hiking vest at Good Will.  So in his things that he brought with him, he had packed some binoculars, but also decided he'd make his costume more hick-like to pay tribute to Tennessee.  He's always teasing me about living in the South.  So in his things he had a mullet wig and some really funny looking back woodsy clothes.... ha ha... that's my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received so many calls, visits, e-mails from friends offering their love, prayers, and support.  It has felt so great hearing from many of you.  I feel so blessed and grateful.  Thanks for your kind words.  I haven't booked a ticket home yet, but I'll probably stay a little bit longer before I have to go back home and the routine and schedule.  Hopefully I'll just get some nice quiet time to breath and some fun time with my siblings and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your love.&lt;br /&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/6974826125928682204-4911964774556634821?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4911964774556634821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4911964774556634821&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4911964774556634821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4911964774556634821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dads-funeral.html' title='Thoughts about my Dad and his funeral'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQljf6LpIrI/AAAAAAAABzs/WXITNIPkcwY/s72-c/Cemetary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-334494268601931724</id><published>2008-10-26T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:25:38.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obituary: David William Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQSQAnN-pwI/AAAAAAAAByo/YDSUPn53ZX0/s1600-h/Dad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261488604877596418" style="width: 200px; height: 316px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQSQAnN-pwI/AAAAAAAAByo/YDSUPn53ZX0/s320/Dad2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQSQJl8fDvI/AAAAAAAAByw/UUD2AKhOX84/s1600-h/Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261488759154609906" style="width: 200px; height: 316px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQSQJl8fDvI/AAAAAAAAByw/UUD2AKhOX84/s320/Dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;David William Johnson 1955 ~ 2008 On October 23, 2008, our beloved father, spouse, brother, son, grandfather and friend, David William Johnson, passed away in his sleep in Park City, Utah.Born August 3, 1955 in Salt Lake City, Utah, David lived in the Salt Lake area most of his life and later moved to Lahaina, Hawaii. David loved music and was an accomplished pianist, composer and arranger. He worked for Daynes Music and other businesses in the music industry for many years, and then later worked in real estate. Employed by Marriott Vacation Club for the past 13 years he has enjoyed working both in Park City and Lahaina. He was recognized with many awards for his dedication and success, enjoying his final working days with the Ritz-Carlton Club. An active member of the LDS church, David served a mission to the Fresno, CA mission and has held many callings including counselor in the bishopric, member of the high council, teacher and organist. David was extremely generous and kind. He rarely thought of himself and always made time to make others around him feel safe and happy. He married Helen (Tami) Fields in 1978 and had five children, Jessica, Grant, Sheri, Tom and Elise. They later divorced. He married Janette Crouch Randall in 1996. Survivors include his five children, Jessica (Shane) Powers, Grant (Kate) Johnson, Sheri Mata, Tom Johnson, Elise Johnson, and two grandchildren. He is also survived by his wife Janette and her three children Sunny, Beau, Cam, god-children Marvin and Uilani Tevaga, his mother, Cherill (Barlow) Gilbert, siblings Jill (Richard) Rowley, Stephen (Ruth) Johnson and Mary (Bill) Thorup. David's greatest love was his family. He will be sorely missed. Funeral services will be held 1 p.m. Wed. Oct. 29, 2008 at Linquist's Bountfiul Mortuary 727 N. 400 E. 1 pm. where friends and family may call Tues. from 6-8 p.m. and 11:45-12:45 prior to the services. Interment at Lakeview Cemetery. Condolences may be shared at www.lindquistmortuary.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-334494268601931724?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/334494268601931724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=334494268601931724&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/334494268601931724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/334494268601931724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/10/david-william-johnson.html' title='Obituary: David William Johnson'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQSQAnN-pwI/AAAAAAAAByo/YDSUPn53ZX0/s72-c/Dad2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2562747989796565351</id><published>2008-10-24T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:26:00.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Week Belly Shot &amp; My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQF-Vumgp1I/AAAAAAAABx4/rMK3igojnqg/s1600-h/24weekbump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQF-Vumgp1I/AAAAAAAABx4/rMK3igojnqg/s320/24weekbump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260624751497357138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days belated, but here's my 24 week belly shot. Little baby is sitting much higher in my belly than Jada did.  I think she's laying sideways in my belly, and it's hard to tell but it looks a little bit lop sided.  Shane thinks it's funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some sad news for my family.  My dad passed away sometime today, (actually yesterday since it is now 3:00am) He passed away very unexpectedly at the young age of 53.  His father passed at 58 of a heart attack, so they suspect a heart attack.  My dad lives out in Hawaii and was in Utah visiting with my brothers and sister and other family, and was a few days from making his next stop to spend a week with us in Tennessee.  I miss him dearly already.  I have a very strong testimony of death and of the afterlife and I know he's in a good place and it was his time to go.  But I'm wishing I could have seen him one last time and it's hard realizing that I won't be seeing him for a very long time.  Also, I'm struggling figuring out to tell Jada as she was so excited for Grandpa to come out to see her.  She is going to be a peacock for Halloween, and my dad was going to dress up as a bird watcher with a safari hat and binoculars and was so excited to take her trick-o-treating.  We were really looking forward to seeing him.  I am however, very grateful that he passed in Utah with his family nearby and not alone in Hawaii.  I know that Heavenly Father had a hand in that, and I'm grateful that all of my family will be able to come out to Utah to be there all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad got to spend a lot of quality time with my brother's and sisters this last week.  They went to a football game, a museum, and just goofed off.  Here's a picture of my dad a few days ago with my two brothers and sis.  He was goofing off doing wheelies in an old wheelchair and doing duets on the piano with my brother.  My sister said she got a lot of great pictures while he was out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGEgfIx0yI/AAAAAAAAByQ/pWepZfsmDBI/s1600-h/DadWheelChair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGEgfIx0yI/AAAAAAAAByQ/pWepZfsmDBI/s320/DadWheelChair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260631533394449186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGGUgJgg6I/AAAAAAAAByg/HtMeYlHPu7A/s1600-h/Dad+and+Grant+Duet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGGUgJgg6I/AAAAAAAAByg/HtMeYlHPu7A/s320/Dad+and+Grant+Duet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260633526530769826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jada and I will be flying out to Utah (technically today) and will be out there for at least 2 weeks or so.  But I know all my dear friends who read this will send your love and prayers during this difficult time and I'm so grateful to have such amazing and supportive friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I'll post anything in the next few weeks, but here's a sneak peak at Jada's Halloween costume.  Pretty as a peacock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGBzsBISMI/AAAAAAAAByA/Rdo1Aqv1I-U/s1600-h/Peacock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGBzsBISMI/AAAAAAAAByA/Rdo1Aqv1I-U/s320/Peacock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260628564734658754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGCFGtMTdI/AAAAAAAAByI/jRQLXxhFhvE/s1600-h/PeacockBack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQGCFGtMTdI/AAAAAAAAByI/jRQLXxhFhvE/s320/PeacockBack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260628863956569554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you. Thanks for your prayers.&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/6974826125928682204-2562747989796565351?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2562747989796565351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2562747989796565351&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2562747989796565351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2562747989796565351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/10/24-week-belly-shot-my-dad.html' title='24 Week Belly Shot &amp; My Dad'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SQF-Vumgp1I/AAAAAAAABx4/rMK3igojnqg/s72-c/24weekbump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2676867715605402641</id><published>2008-10-20T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:28:47.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shane's New Airplane</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68c26c29cfc2b5df" 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://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68c26c29cfc2b5df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E2E9875EAE28B218AE22A77572CE334B3835B2C.4D96C0B362977A712917B18FF6EBF25590927CC2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68c26c29cfc2b5df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtmuwaOffeipiYujf1y89QJOPwTU&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://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68c26c29cfc2b5df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E2E9875EAE28B218AE22A77572CE334B3835B2C.4D96C0B362977A712917B18FF6EBF25590927CC2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68c26c29cfc2b5df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtmuwaOffeipiYujf1y89QJOPwTU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2676867715605402641?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=68c26c29cfc2b5df&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2676867715605402641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2676867715605402641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2676867715605402641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2676867715605402641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/10/shanes-new-airplane.html' title='Shane&apos;s New Airplane'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3770347843487701308</id><published>2008-10-07T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:30:55.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Renee did this on her site and I thought this was so funny. I had to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;www.yearbookyourself.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvUHEUnZzI/AAAAAAAABvI/b0mB20iiJnU/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvUHEUnZzI/AAAAAAAABvI/b0mB20iiJnU/s320/myYearbookPhoto52.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254526608142198578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvUglejOPI/AAAAAAAABvY/5PvGiUn_Adc/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvUglejOPI/AAAAAAAABvY/5PvGiUn_Adc/s320/myYearbookPhoto66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254527046538967282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1952  and 1966&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvUyFjCONI/AAAAAAAABvo/TEZPqrCymnY/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvUyFjCONI/AAAAAAAABvo/TEZPqrCymnY/s320/myYearbookPhoto76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254527347205486802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvVE3zUdaI/AAAAAAAABv4/zHfzwmdCRB4/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvVE3zUdaI/AAAAAAAABv4/zHfzwmdCRB4/s320/myYearbookPhoto94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254527669933208994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1976 and 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvVR67YkTI/AAAAAAAABwI/wVBjAT0swVw/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto98.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvaccKSalI/AAAAAAAABwg/P5448GNwfKM/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvaccKSalI/AAAAAAAABwg/P5448GNwfKM/s320/myYearbookPhoto982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254533572388350546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvVR67YkTI/AAAAAAAABwI/wVBjAT0swVw/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto98.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvZgT6n2mI/AAAAAAAABwY/TUSBDGY9sEE/s1600-h/graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvZgT6n2mI/AAAAAAAABwY/TUSBDGY9sEE/s320/graduation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254532539383011938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1998 &amp;amp; my REAL graduation picture in 1998. This cracks me up because the hair is almost identical! So I was was either up-to-date with the hair trends (which would be shocking... generally I'm severely challenged when it comes to fashion or hair trends!) That, or I had the worst hairstlye of 1998.  I was thinking these hairstyles from this website are probably a collection of all the worst hair-do's of the past 50 years, you know....just to make the whole year-book thing funny.  Which would make more sense with my hair and fashion problems! ha ha And yes I really had bleached blond hair in highschool...lol&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/6974826125928682204-3770347843487701308?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3770347843487701308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3770347843487701308&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3770347843487701308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3770347843487701308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/10/year-book.html' title='Year Book'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOvUHEUnZzI/AAAAAAAABvI/b0mB20iiJnU/s72-c/myYearbookPhoto52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7269228285252935049</id><published>2008-10-05T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:10:00.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shane's parents came to visit for the weekend. They are usually off traveling the world for business, but finally their travels brought them to Nashville.  Jada was so excited for them to come visit us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlZV3SpsRI/AAAAAAAABsM/Dmq1RIsuHNQ/s1600-h/ConferenceweekendPowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlZV3SpsRI/AAAAAAAABsM/Dmq1RIsuHNQ/s200/ConferenceweekendPowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828672458699026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between Conference sessions on Saturday, we made our way to the Country Ham Fest in Spring Hill. We had a rootin' tootin' good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlZ8eFq-aI/AAAAAAAABsc/7DTfGBuJB3E/s1600-h/HamFestGoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlZ8eFq-aI/AAAAAAAABsc/7DTfGBuJB3E/s200/HamFestGoat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253829335708268962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlZmoMIRDI/AAAAAAAABsU/uleeGNGkG6Q/s1600-h/HamFestJump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlZmoMIRDI/AAAAAAAABsU/uleeGNGkG6Q/s200/HamFestJump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828960462586930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlay8k5MiI/AAAAAAAABsk/hZo0VIPzmKE/s1600-h/HamFestRingToss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlay8k5MiI/AAAAAAAABsk/hZo0VIPzmKE/s200/HamFestRingToss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253830271605223970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early and went for a 6 1/2 mile run/walk on Saturday. Jada even walked/jogged most of the last mile with me! I set my iPod to shuffle and every now and then the Tabernacle Choir would come on.  It was a nice start to conference weekend.  My favorite song that they sing is Consider the Lilies... it always makes me a little teary, and sometimes in a downright cry.  The simplistic lyrics help me remember how important we are in the Savior's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlzG_SHTOI/AAAAAAAABss/5T7edSpOdEE/s1600-h/lilies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlzG_SHTOI/AAAAAAAABss/5T7edSpOdEE/s400/lilies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253857004208213218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves all of his creations, big and small. "He clothes the lilies of the field, He feeds the birds of the sky."  How easy it is sometimes to forget just how much he loves us.  If he cares about the lilies of the field, something that is so simple and easily overlooked... then why would he ever forsake us?  His atonement extends to everyone of us.  All we need to do is have faith and believe that he loves us and will heal us. "He will heal those who trust Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOl3CHtTIJI/AAAAAAAABtM/lN0HbF2TIW0/s1600-h/considerthelilies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOl3CHtTIJI/AAAAAAAABtM/lN0HbF2TIW0/s200/considerthelilies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253861318616883346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need that healing daily in my life and I am so grateful for it. Sometimes when we are stressed, depressed, or detached.. and not feeling so great about ourselves, it's hard for us to believe that He could love us in the state we are in. But that's when we need to put our faith into play even more. I have experienced His healing countless times in my life and that's why this song touches me so much.  Conference was so great. It uplifts me so much and gives me a spiritual recharge and healing that I need. I'm so grateful for our leaders, they emanate the Savior's love and concern for us so flawlessly and I feel that as they speak and as they bear testimony of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7269228285252935049?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7269228285252935049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7269228285252935049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7269228285252935049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7269228285252935049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/10/conference-weekend.html' title='Conference Weekend'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOlZV3SpsRI/AAAAAAAABsM/Dmq1RIsuHNQ/s72-c/ConferenceweekendPowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8833214780412743966</id><published>2008-10-02T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:58:32.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Week Belly Bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT0MIzEhxI/AAAAAAAABqc/eDWWDVrRBAg/s1600-h/20weekbump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT0MIzEhxI/AAAAAAAABqc/eDWWDVrRBAg/s320/20weekbump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252591554778138386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know this is a little belated! This is my 20 week belly shot that happened to land on my hubby's birthday.   This post is pretty belated as I am almost 22 weeks now! But it is so nice to be over 1/2 way though!  Wahoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my scanner needs a cleaning... these didn't scan so well! I think we've told almost everyone, but just in case you didn't catch the news, we are having a baby girl!  Shane I think, was a little disappointed. He was really hoping for a son.  I guess he's really outnumbered now... ha ha.  But Jada on the other hand, couldn't be happier to have a little sister to love and play with.  I'm so excited to have another girl. I'm already feeling quite a bit of movement. She loves to dance for me at 10 o'clock every night. I love to just lay down and feel her move... it's amazing! I'm so in love with this little girl already. I think little girls are so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Like we didn't have enough frills and lace in our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT1pkqgveI/AAAAAAAABqk/SwdLWXpT0wQ/s1600-h/UltrasoundCurledUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT1pkqgveI/AAAAAAAABqk/SwdLWXpT0wQ/s320/UltrasoundCurledUp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252593159986265570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT153C7H3I/AAAAAAAABqs/dqZrdTwAPno/s1600-h/UltrasoundSummersault.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT153C7H3I/AAAAAAAABqs/dqZrdTwAPno/s320/UltrasoundSummersault.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252593439798402930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultrasound came out normal, and they said she looks very healthy! Here's some pictures of her doing summer saults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT2MmsdT5I/AAAAAAAABq0/asfIjrlfiF8/s1600-h/UltrasoundProfile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT2MmsdT5I/AAAAAAAABq0/asfIjrlfiF8/s320/UltrasoundProfile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252593761826721682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT2bNKqIAI/AAAAAAAABq8/gZxwQRicdaQ/s1600-h/UltrasoundGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT2bNKqIAI/AAAAAAAABq8/gZxwQRicdaQ/s320/UltrasoundGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252594012672106498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have a dilema, I have no idea how many months pregnant I am!  I could never figure this out when I was pregnant with Jada too. I have a book.. pregnancy week by week. So I remember which week I am.. but never know how that correlates to months.. I know.. pretty dumb, eh?  People ask me all the time.. and I feel so dumb not knowing! Okay, I found a chart that broke up the months depending on what week you are.  Tell me if this is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/Jessica/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/Jessica/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/Jessica/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;1-4 weeks - 1 month&lt;br /&gt;5-8 weeks - 2 months&lt;br /&gt;9-13 weeks - 3 months&lt;br /&gt;14 - 17 weeks - 4 months&lt;br /&gt;18 - 21 weeks - 5 months&lt;br /&gt;22 - 26 weeks - 6 months&lt;br /&gt;27 - 30 weeks - 7 months&lt;br /&gt;31 - 35 weeks - 8 months&lt;br /&gt;36 - 40 weeks - 9 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I am almost 22 weeks, does that mean I'm 6 months along? Or do I say I'm 6 months when that month is over?  Does that make sense? It's so confusing to me!&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/6974826125928682204-8833214780412743966?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8833214780412743966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8833214780412743966&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8833214780412743966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8833214780412743966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/10/20-week-belly-bump.html' title='20 Week Belly Bump'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SOT0MIzEhxI/AAAAAAAABqc/eDWWDVrRBAg/s72-c/20weekbump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5299307187895270684</id><published>2008-09-25T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:07:20.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to My Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SNwoSYzzosI/AAAAAAAABqQ/5rLvLsD5pV4/s1600-h/Shane%27s+socks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SNwoSYzzosI/AAAAAAAABqQ/5rLvLsD5pV4/s320/Shane%27s+socks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250115561969656514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SNwnzjKFzsI/AAAAAAAABqI/StWQxRPxHfM/s1600-h/Shane%27s+socks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SNwnzjKFzsI/AAAAAAAABqI/StWQxRPxHfM/s320/Shane%27s+socks+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250115032171531970" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shane just recently celebrated his 33rd birthday.  He's probably cringing.. he doesn't like to remember how old he is.  One year he thought he was turing 27 when he was really turning 28! Sorry babe! But 33 is still young. This is a picture of him a couple weeks ago. His sis said she'd pay for his game if he'd wear these ugly brown socks while they were bowling... ha ha... that's my man!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's just a few things I love about Shane:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) He's the best dad ever.  I knew he'd be a good dad when I saw him with my down syndrome cousin.  When we were dating, we drove out to California to my cousin's missionary farewell.  We walked in the church a little late, and I had to use the bathroom. When I came out, he was helping my little down syndrome cousin reach the water fountain and get a drink.  He didn't even know that he was my cousin.  It melted my heart.  And he has proven to be a wonderful dad to Jada.  Recently he caught an earlier flight home from a business trip, just so he could come watch her triathlon! He has picked up a new hobby (flying model airplanes) and always offers to take Jada with him when he goes to spend some time with her.  She loves being with her daddy.  And I'm so excited that pretty soon we'll be the proud parents of two adorable little girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) He calls me every day.  I don't think there's been a single day where he hasn't called me from work at least once, just to say hello and that he loves me.  He knows I love to hear that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) He's the best at surprises, and I love it!  Once I was in Utah visiting family, and I wasn't expecting him to come out, but he surprised me by flying out for a weekend and took me to a Peter Breinholt concert. It was the best!  Once he called into a radio station to answer, "What have you done to simplify your life." His answer was, "I got married to a wonderful woman, and has made my life simpler and better in so many ways." (Awwwww)  He won front row tickets to a Mary Chapin Carpenter concert.  And lately he's been surprising me every now and then by showing up to my prenatal appointments, just to spend a little bit of time with me, hold my hand, and hear the baby's heart beat.  He really is the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) He has a sense of adventure. I love to do crazy things, and he's right there with me.  When we were dating I thought that this guy was the coolest! He took me backpacking for 5 days at Capital Reef, white water rafting on the Snake River in Idaho, roller-blading in Santa Monica, Hiking in Zions National Park, and we often drove his motorcycle up Provo Canyon for hikes and picnics.  We still love to do crazy things like scuba diving, kayaking, rock climbing, and wake boarding.  But aside from the adventure sports, he is just a blast to be around and never a dull moment around here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) He's incredibly helpful.  I don't think there is a day that goes past where he doesn't ask, "Is there anything I can do for you or anything I can pick up for you at the store?" He also just helps when I don't ask for help.  If I'm folding laundry, he'll jump in and start folding laundry with me not only to help, but also to be near me and spend some extra time with me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) He's a great dancer and loves to dance.  And I know I'm lucky!  We have a blast doing that together, and I know it's something we can do together till we're old and gray. We met dancing at a club in Pleasant Grove, and I was super impressed at how good he was... he didn't seem to be there just to pick up chicks like everyone else.  He enjoys it and is a blast to dance with! I didn't have much experience partner dancing, and he's patiently taught me how to two-step, swing, west-coast swing, cha-cha... and a lot of others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) He loves music. He's not very musical, but he loves music very much, and he loves to sing in the ward choir (really!). He always changes what he listens to, but he has great taste in music (and I'm thankful he puts up with some of my 50's favorites :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) He's a great provider. He works very hard and I'm so happy for him that he has a job that he loves very much.  I really truly appreciate everything that he does for us, and the necessities and comforts that his hard work provides. He often brings his gadgets, wires, and things, home with him to try new things with ours house.  I try to hide the wires the best that I can :) but truly, deep down I really do love all the wires! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) He loves to serve and help others.  I have such a strong testimony of service and I'm so happy that he shares that.  Once I put together a huge yard sale to help raise some money for someone who was about to lose their home.  And he was right along there to help me with everything.  He has a big heart and its one of the things I love most about him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) I think the thing I love about him most, is that he inspires me and motivates me to be a better person every day.  There are a million things I love about him and it just makes me want to be the kind of person that he adores right back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you so much babe! Hope you had a wonderful 33!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6974826125928682204-5299307187895270684?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5299307187895270684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5299307187895270684&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5299307187895270684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5299307187895270684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/09/ode-to-my-man.html' title='Ode to My Man!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SNwoSYzzosI/AAAAAAAABqQ/5rLvLsD5pV4/s72-c/Shane%27s+socks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4518468445761400368</id><published>2008-09-11T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:25:46.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agape Carpet Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMlgGyzSxqI/AAAAAAAABQI/A0Oi6BOVYbI/s1600-h/CleanCarpet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMlgGyzSxqI/AAAAAAAABQI/A0Oi6BOVYbI/s400/CleanCarpet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244828910882047650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to give a big shout out to my carpet cleaner today.  They did an amazing job for a fraction of some of the big chains like ChemDry.  I originally got a quote from ChemDry, they originally quoted me $300 by e-mail. Then they came by, and saw the carpet, they said it would be more to spot treat, and to get out some of the tough stains.  I decided to hold off for a while to shop around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came across this local company, and they gave me an estimate by e-mail of $120.  So I called him up, to ask some more questions. I told him there was a lot of dirt and stains, we had never had it professionally cleaned, and it was about 7 years old and pretty dingy.  I asked if it would cost any more to treat the stains. He said, no, unless there was any red dye stains or pet stains.  I was really impressed by their website, testimonials, and straight forward answers, so I decided to book it.  He originally told me it would take probably about an hour and a half.  So I took Jada and Cami over to the Rec Center to swim while he cleaned.  Later, he called and told me it was going to be at least another hour. He just laughed and said, "Your carpet is a bit challenging, but I think you will be pleased with the results."  He called when he was done, and we came home. When I saw my carpet, I was very impressed!!! As you can see, we have this awful light carpet... and it's never been replaced or professionally cleaned (and like I said, it's at least 7 years old), so it was really bad, but now it looked fantastic. I wish I had some before pictures. But anyone who's been to my house can vouge for how gross it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was expecting him to say it was going to cost more since it was difficult carpet... so when I asked him how much I owed him, he said.. $120.   (And btw... this cleaned my living room, 3 bedrooms, and hallway).  He said that if I had known it was going to be so difficult, he probably would have charged $200 since it took quite a bit of time... but he said, "I'll stick to my estimate."  I was floored!  He said, "All's I ask is you send me some referrals. I get all of my business by word of mouth."  So, here's a big shout out to Agape Carpet Cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their website is: &lt;a href="http://www.agapecarpetcleaning.com/"&gt;http://www.agapecarpetcleaning.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="smbody"&gt;&lt;span class="font1"&gt;(615) 392-2252&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="font1"&gt;(931) 374-3316&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't be sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4518468445761400368?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4518468445761400368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4518468445761400368&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4518468445761400368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4518468445761400368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/09/agape-carpet-cleaning.html' title='Agape Carpet Cleaning'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMlgGyzSxqI/AAAAAAAABQI/A0Oi6BOVYbI/s72-c/CleanCarpet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6869908869387033692</id><published>2008-09-07T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T08:25:42.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jada's First Triathlon</title><content type='html'>Our community Rec Center held their first annual triathlon for 3-6 year olds.  It was probably one of the most adorable things I've ever seen. They had to ride their bikes around a loop, then run a short course, then run through the sprinklers for the "swim" portion. They even had race numbers to pin to their shirts.  It was set up pretty much like a real race, except they didn't time the kids.  It was so cute.  When I saw the advertisement, I asked Jada if she wanted to do a race, she said, "I get to do a race like mommy and daddy races?" She was so excited.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was the only girl in her heat, and the only one on a trike, but I was impressed, she did really well.  She had a very serious "race face" that was just adorable.  And notice her little camelback!  When I saw that at the store in her size, I couldn't resist. And of course she wanted to wear it to the race. Ha ha... Afterwards they gave all the kids medals and t-shirts and they even had a "refuel" station with kids power bars and apples and drinks.  So, I guess this year, our whole family did our first triathlon... and come to think of it... even the new baby went a long with me when I did mine. ha ha.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her friends Nathan and Cami also raced and she was sooooo happy to have them there. We went out to dinner with some friends later that evening, and she couldn't stop talking about how she and Nathan and Cami all "won" the race and got medals! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb8aada4ed990b41" 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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb8aada4ed990b41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1417846EB85AAAE9F6C57AD6E5EF60C960132BB5.106D64B17416BF2ECC1D01081F2BBC8B355A21D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb8aada4ed990b41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj1oqFewDGtCc4dXX6zhiLj2HMcI&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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb8aada4ed990b41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1417846EB85AAAE9F6C57AD6E5EF60C960132BB5.106D64B17416BF2ECC1D01081F2BBC8B355A21D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb8aada4ed990b41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj1oqFewDGtCc4dXX6zhiLj2HMcI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMPxJIcj9NI/AAAAAAAABNM/r-jd2qZ4aD8/s1600-h/JadaBikeTriathlon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMPxJIcj9NI/AAAAAAAABNM/r-jd2qZ4aD8/s320/JadaBikeTriathlon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243299530377786578" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the serious race face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMPxuawiVRI/AAAAAAAABNU/z15XIlElYPw/s1600-h/JadaRunTriathlon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMPxuawiVRI/AAAAAAAABNU/z15XIlElYPw/s320/JadaRunTriathlon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243300170948564242" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A natural runner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMPyK6lBKbI/AAAAAAAABNc/lzvDo9XRLe0/s1600-h/SmithsandJadaFinish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMPyK6lBKbI/AAAAAAAABNc/lzvDo9XRLe0/s320/SmithsandJadaFinish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243300660526524850" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-6869908869387033692?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6869908869387033692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6869908869387033692&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6869908869387033692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6869908869387033692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/09/jadas-first-triathlon.html' title='Jada&apos;s First Triathlon'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SMPxJIcj9NI/AAAAAAAABNM/r-jd2qZ4aD8/s72-c/JadaBikeTriathlon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-126004473413708009</id><published>2008-08-24T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:28:42.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Bump at 16 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLG6z1N-y9I/AAAAAAAABMk/R9d9UKaM25w/s1600-h/BellyBump16wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLG6z1N-y9I/AAAAAAAABMk/R9d9UKaM25w/s400/BellyBump16wks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238173241230412754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is folks! 16 weeks along.  I'm looking forward to my belly getting nice and round in the coming weeks. Right now I'm in the stage where look like I just finished off a nice steak and baked potato! But I guess the baby is just about the size of a small potato. I actually have started to feel a little bit of baby fluttering. Kinda like butterflies in the stomach. :)  I'm doing pretty good, I'm finally feeling relief from the morning sickness, and I'm oh so happy about that.  I'm starting to feel the awkwardness in bending and sitting... and having problems when I sneeze! ha ha... Only women who have been pregnant know what I'm talking about. ha ha  So embarrassing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLHBhyE6ToI/AAAAAAAABMs/yQtQkmQaqx8/s1600-h/Jada%27s+Drawing+of+Mom+and+Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLHBhyE6ToI/AAAAAAAABMs/yQtQkmQaqx8/s320/Jada%27s+Drawing+of+Mom+and+Baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238180627730812546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture Jada drew for me. It's a picture of me holding the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLHBreIwzHI/AAAAAAAABM0/SXCr298Iyns/s1600-h/Jada%27s+drawing+of+our+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLHBreIwzHI/AAAAAAAABM0/SXCr298Iyns/s320/Jada%27s+drawing+of+our+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238180794176949362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another picture she drew. It's a picture of our family, including the baby. She drew a circle around the baby... maybe because it's still in my belly. She loves to kiss my belly and sing songs to the baby. She's going to be such a great big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLHEORUasOI/AAAAAAAABM8/OvVh3mIQhf0/s1600-h/Baby%232FirstUltrasound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLHEORUasOI/AAAAAAAABM8/OvVh3mIQhf0/s320/Baby%232FirstUltrasound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238183591054848226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's baby #2's first ultrasound. Can't believe I'm going to be a mother of 2... YIKES.&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/6974826125928682204-126004473413708009?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/126004473413708009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=126004473413708009&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/126004473413708009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/126004473413708009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/08/belly-bump-at-16-weeks.html' title='Belly Bump at 16 weeks'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SLG6z1N-y9I/AAAAAAAABMk/R9d9UKaM25w/s72-c/BellyBump16wks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2548428603266044261</id><published>2008-08-14T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:12:46.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SKnXrgcA6dI/AAAAAAAABKM/kCDoiuZbU8Q/s1600-h/MichaelEthington-Believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SKnXrgcA6dI/AAAAAAAABKM/kCDoiuZbU8Q/s320/MichaelEthington-Believe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235953184236693970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A friend of mine recently released his first music album.  He's a fantastic piano soloist, and compiled a beautiful arrangement of  LDS Hymns that is unlike any other arrangement you've probably ever heard.  He has a unique New Age style that adds a very beautiful flare to the Hymns.  His style is similar to David Lanz or John Schmidt, if you're familiar with their music.  I just wanted to post a link to tell him congratulations and for my friends to check out his website. Check out the song of the day.  I think you'll love it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelethington.com/"&gt;www.michaelethington.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2548428603266044261?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2548428603266044261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2548428603266044261&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2548428603266044261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2548428603266044261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-tunes.html' title='New Tunes'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SKnXrgcA6dI/AAAAAAAABKM/kCDoiuZbU8Q/s72-c/MichaelEthington-Believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6413000138670154253</id><published>2008-08-03T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:23.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the Piano Man</title><content type='html'>Today is my dear ole Dad's birthday, so if you're reading, I just want to say Happy Birthday Dad!! I miss you! The other day my brother sent me a video clip of this guy who plays amazing jazz/blues on the piano. This guy  has the same name as my brother - so he said that this is what he'd look like in 40 years if he had inherited my dad's piano talent! This will give you an idea of what my Dad plays like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHmmid1pLi8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHmmid1pLi8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is an amazing pianist and loves to play jazz.  Watching the clip brought back so many memories watching my dad play his keyboard, and him teaching me the basics of jazz piano! I miss that so much. Growing up our home was filled with music.  Either my dad or one of us five kids plunking away at the piano or someone singing along with the piano.  These days, my home is only filled with music if the radio is on or if I have a free minute to sit down at the piano.  So I really do miss that!  One of these days, Dad, you need to send me some video clips or put them up on youtube so I can see you play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad lives in Hawaii, so I don't see him very often. (But I have to say, it sure is nice to have that excuse to go out there to visit him in paradise!) But we sure miss you very much.  Last night Jada was looking at some family pictures and asking me who everyone was. She pointed at Grandpa, and I said, "That's my dad, and he's your Grandpa." And she said, "Yea, he likes to play with me." And I said yes he does. And then she ran away, and brought back a doll. And she said, "Grandpa gave this to me!"  And I was floored! I could not believe that she remembered that. Last October he came for a visit, and she remembered that he played with her... (he really is an awesome grandpa. He'll spend hours playing blocks, and stuffed animals with her).  And she remembered the doll that he gave her.  So I guess he made quite an impression with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad always did fun stuff like that when we were kids too.  Our tooth fairy's name was "Bob" and he'd leave the most hilarious notes and gifts in exchange for our teeth.  My dad made up the funniest and craziest stories, and was always so believable.  He wasn't afraid to make a big mess in order to have fun. Once we had a huge water fight and because we were in and out of the house so much, the kitchen floor was nearly flooded!  He had the most interesting game of hide-and-go-seek ever. He would hide, and then tap the walls. We'd chase the sounds all around the house, but for some reason we could never find him. When he came out he told us he was hiding inside the walls and had a secret access that only dad's could go into because it was too dark and scary for kids. And he would tell the most fantastic story of what it was like walking inside the walls. And we totally thought our dad was the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last favorite memory of my dad.  I remember I was a little afraid of lightening and thunder as a kid, so one stormy day, he helped me to realize that the lightening and thunder were really cool! I was probably 3 or 4 - we had a carport, and we went outside and sat on the hood of the car and he taught me that the thunder would come a few seconds after the lightening... and we just sat and counted how long in between the lightening and thunder. I just thought it was the most fun thing in the world to sit out in the rain... and totally cured the fear too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJX6DOpwcgI/AAAAAAAABJo/UjexZcuQTRs/s1600-h/Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJX6DOpwcgI/AAAAAAAABJo/UjexZcuQTRs/s200/Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361475640488450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJX6KVkKk2I/AAAAAAAABJw/Qfs9pEwmK04/s1600-h/peter_gabriel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJX6KVkKk2I/AAAAAAAABJw/Qfs9pEwmK04/s200/peter_gabriel3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361597755167586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Here's a picture of my dad. Peter Gabriel is his celebrity look alike! I think if he grew a goatee he'd look like his twin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we miss you very much Dad! Hopefully we can get out there soon, or get you out here for a visit. Hope you have a GREAT birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Jess, Jada, and Shane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-6413000138670154253?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6413000138670154253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6413000138670154253&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6413000138670154253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6413000138670154253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/08/ode-to-piano-man.html' title='Ode to the Piano Man'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJX6DOpwcgI/AAAAAAAABJo/UjexZcuQTRs/s72-c/Dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7976891291106455986</id><published>2008-07-30T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:24.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Tri Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC27xGGh_I/AAAAAAAABII/5Ld8mR5bf1Q/s1600-h/Jess-Swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC27xGGh_I/AAAAAAAABII/5Ld8mR5bf1Q/s320/Jess-Swim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228880305284614130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC2y4vqceI/AAAAAAAABIA/74a0dIx0aCk/s1600-h/Shane-Swim3.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC2y4vqceI/AAAAAAAABIA/74a0dIx0aCk/s320/Shane-Swim3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228880152719159778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3F2Ns5tI/AAAAAAAABIQ/E7VFtrvaCas/s1600-h/Shane-Bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3F2Ns5tI/AAAAAAAABIQ/E7VFtrvaCas/s320/Shane-Bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228880478457358034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3OQYQIiI/AAAAAAAABIY/GAkxa509q7g/s1600-h/Jess-bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3OQYQIiI/AAAAAAAABIY/GAkxa509q7g/s320/Jess-bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228880622919885346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3X3ISNYI/AAAAAAAABIg/JNv2t6pUkV0/s1600-h/Jess-Run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3X3ISNYI/AAAAAAAABIg/JNv2t6pUkV0/s320/Jess-Run.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228880787940717954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3ez5eF7I/AAAAAAAABIo/oVeTpmxUo58/s1600-h/Shane-Run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3ez5eF7I/AAAAAAAABIo/oVeTpmxUo58/s320/Shane-Run.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228880907332360114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3mA2rdNI/AAAAAAAABIw/6YqbyeQMlAU/s1600-h/Shane-Finish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3mA2rdNI/AAAAAAAABIw/6YqbyeQMlAU/s320/Shane-Finish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228881031069398226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3twxapQI/AAAAAAAABI4/FYYowC4VdMs/s1600-h/Jess-Finish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC3twxapQI/AAAAAAAABI4/FYYowC4VdMs/s320/Jess-Finish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228881164191311106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7976891291106455986?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7976891291106455986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7976891291106455986&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7976891291106455986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7976891291106455986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-tri-pics.html' title='More Tri Pics'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SJC27xGGh_I/AAAAAAAABII/5Ld8mR5bf1Q/s72-c/Jess-Swim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3518706732422177991</id><published>2008-07-26T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:24.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Triathlon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SIuJwibm5WI/AAAAAAAABHo/ajAaJXXMLdU/s1600-h/JessTri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SIuJwibm5WI/AAAAAAAABHo/ajAaJXXMLdU/s320/JessTri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227423259462919522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Shane and I just finished our first triathlon, and it all went pretty darn good. This is a picture of me running the last 1/2 mile of the race to the finish line (I'm the one in back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SI0OBKlAqKI/AAAAAAAABHw/ozS3_UKG8SI/s1600-h/Jesstribike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SI0OBKlAqKI/AAAAAAAABHw/ozS3_UKG8SI/s320/Jesstribike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227850155629258914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a new pic! I didn't realize that Shane also caught me on his phone coming in on my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been looking forward to and training for this since about May. Shane's done really great with his training.... me not so much but for good reasons!  My training these last 8 weeks have been pretty hit and miss... but I'll tell you what.  I'm really glad that I've had this little race to motivate me to at least exercise a little through this first trimester. It's been a really rough with the morning sickness!  I really don't think that without this to look forward to, and without Shane's encouragement, I would not have even got up and gone for a walk probably!  There have been many times I haven't wanted to exercise these last 2 months, but I've always been glad when I  just do. I have found that it makes me feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as for the race, Shane rocked!! He finished at a time of 1:37. Me.. a much slower and steadier 2:23!  I just kept chuggin along.. one arm, pedal, or foot in front of the other!  But I'm really glad I decided to do this race. It really was fun and glad I finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, a few interesting things that happened that made it a little more eventful!  My strap to my goggles broke about 30 seconds after I started swimming. My goggles were getting some water in them, so I quickly tried to tighten it, and it snapped!  So instead of the american crawl I ended up doing the side stroke, the back stroke, and modified breast stroke to keep my face out of the water. At first I tried just swimming with my eyes closed, but it was too unnerving not knowing where I was.  But fortunatly the swimming portion was the quickest part of the race and the humiation didn't last too long!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the biking.  I did train some on the bike, but not nearly as much as Shane did. And it pretty tough for me.  It was extreme rolling hills the first 14 miles.  The last 2 1/2 were flat but a really bumpy road.  My training was either pretty flat, or on my bike trainer in our home gym. So, it was pretty tough.  I probably got passed by at least 100 bikers!  Oh, but I have to say... the racers and spectators were so nice! So many people said, "Keep going, you're doing great!!"  And I love it, because they have no idea if you are really doing great... but I realized that "great" is just being there and participating and to just keep going.  I needed those kind words and encouragements so many times!! They really boosted me up during the race and got me though. I loved it!! I have to say, I'm most proud of finishing the bike portion... it was definitely the hardest part for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The running was much better, fortunately.  The first mile my legs felt like pure JELLO!! They felt so weird after you get off a long bike ride and then try to run. It's kind of like trying to run after your legs have fallen asleep. It's so weird and very hard! But after the first mile, my legs finally felt good and I kept a good pace and even passed a few people! (only a few though! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is something we'll definitely do again. Hopefully we'll get some more pictures up later. Shane got done before me, so he grabbed the camera and found me at the end. So that's it for pics for now. But camera crews took pics along the course and we'll probably get them in a few weeks. I still haven't put up my 1/2 marathon pics! Guess I need to do that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tremendous thanks to my friend Becky who watched Jada for us overnight last night and 1/2 the day today! You rock! Thanks for your help. Okay, I'm out, time for a nap!&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/6974826125928682204-3518706732422177991?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3518706732422177991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3518706732422177991&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3518706732422177991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3518706732422177991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-first-triathlon.html' title='Our First Triathlon'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SIuJwibm5WI/AAAAAAAABHo/ajAaJXXMLdU/s72-c/JessTri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8372539827505896416</id><published>2008-07-23T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T11:16:39.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe it?</title><content type='html'>Can you believe, I'm actually posting something on here? Goodness, I've been meaning to forever! I'll be amazed if anyone still checks my blog by now! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thanks for the congrats Devri!! You are such a super sweet friend. Yes, we are pregnant. I'm about 11 weeks now. Morning sickness is kickin my rear right now, but hopefully in a few more weeks it will all be over!  But yea, being on the computer makes me nauseous for some reason?? Not sure why! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have an ultrasound pic and a cute drawing that Jada made of mama holding the new baby that I need to post! She's so excited... and hoping for a sister. Shane's hoping for a boy of course! Me... I'm just glad there's no chance of both of them getting their wish! (Only one baby in there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But love to you all, sorry I haven't checked your blogs! I'll be more with it soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-8372539827505896416?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8372539827505896416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8372539827505896416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8372539827505896416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8372539827505896416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-you-believe-it.html' title='Can you believe it?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8405931049114385184</id><published>2008-06-17T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:19:05.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing help needed!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Yea I know it's been over 3 weeks since I've been on here. I have so many things to post. I'm doing some decorating, and I'm wondering if any of you know any local people who do sewing? I have some really simple projects such as sewing valances and basket liners, but I just don't have the patience to do them myself, sad to say! Do any of you guys know anyone who sews part time / on the side?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-8405931049114385184?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8405931049114385184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8405931049114385184&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8405931049114385184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8405931049114385184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/06/sewing-help-needed.html' title='Sewing help needed!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1969332556820849188</id><published>2008-05-24T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:25.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jada's fist drawing of a person!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SDgkU1U2XeI/AAAAAAAABGs/YsASeeF38K0/s1600-h/Jadasfirstpersondrawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SDgkU1U2XeI/AAAAAAAABGs/YsASeeF38K0/s400/Jadasfirstpersondrawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203949309757119970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez... I can't believe my little girl is growing up. Last Monday my neighbor was over at my house, and I was giving her some computer lessons. Jada was beside us drawing and scribbling away. Then she surprised me by holding up her picture and saying here's a picture of you mom!  She's only really drawn scribbles, sometimes circles.. and it just blew me away. She drew her first person!! Pretty good too.  She also drew one of my neighbor (who's like a grandma to Jada) and gave it to her. She also drew one of a family..Grandma, Grandpa, Mom, Dad Jada, and Miss Becky!  We see Miss Becky and her fam so much, they're just part of our fam! I love being a mom and seeing all of these new changes.. it's so wild!&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/6974826125928682204-1969332556820849188?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1969332556820849188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1969332556820849188&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1969332556820849188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1969332556820849188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/05/jadas-fist-drawing-of-person.html' title='Jada&apos;s fist drawing of a person!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SDgkU1U2XeI/AAAAAAAABGs/YsASeeF38K0/s72-c/Jadasfirstpersondrawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-9076471993868585168</id><published>2008-05-21T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:51:09.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Blogging</title><content type='html'>Okay, as I am starting to get a little more into this blogging thing... I'm thinking about starting up a few fun themes. My first theme is a spin-0ff of my friend Renee and Mia's "Thankful Thursday." I've gotta say, something about gratitude is so invigorating and empowering! This is part one in my "Ode to" series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'd like to give an Ode to my blogger friends!  I'm always amazed that people actually come visit our little site and care about what's going on in our lives! Thanks for caring.  As a busy mom, it's so easy to feel disconnected!  I love having this outlet to take a few minutes each day to see the wonderful things you are doing, how you are feeling, and envy your great talents!!  All my friends are so different, and each of your talents and strengths help me to bring balance into my life.  With everything that I lack, I feel like I learn so much from my friends that help fill in the gaps which help me to be a better person and a better mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also great to know what my dear friends are going through, the good and the bad. It's wonderful to cheer you on in your accomplishments and relish in your happy times with you, and be able to hear of struggles and discouragements so I know when to lend a helping hand, a listening ear, and remember you in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my rockin friends! You all make me feel so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-9076471993868585168?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/9076471993868585168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=9076471993868585168&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/9076471993868585168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/9076471993868585168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/05/ode-to-blogging.html' title='Ode to Blogging'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7824492152818717657</id><published>2008-05-12T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:25.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duckpin Bowling</title><content type='html'>To those of you who have never been Duckpin Bowling, here's the info! Duckpin bowling has smaller lanes and smaller balls and super easy for kids. You don't need bowling shoes. They can set it up for you so that the bumper will come up only when it is the kids turn. It's fun for adults too... and kinda challenging because you have to do it a little differently than bowling... I usually put a little spin on the ball to curve around when I bowl, and sometimes I accidentally do that when I go duckpin bowling... which gives me tons of gutter balls. You have to do it right down the middle for this game. Jada's actually beat Shane and I a couple of times.  We've been doing this since Jada was probably 2. Here's  a pic of Jada one of our first times duckpin bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCiAeUqHk4I/AAAAAAAABFQ/G-wn5BGf6qw/s1600-h/Jada+bowling+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCiAeUqHk4I/AAAAAAAABFQ/G-wn5BGf6qw/s200/Jada+bowling+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199547028229034882" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCiBsUqHk5I/AAAAAAAABFY/9v99FUCsoEQ/s1600-h/Jada+bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCiBsUqHk5I/AAAAAAAABFY/9v99FUCsoEQ/s200/Jada+bowling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199548368258831250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The bowling center is in Franklin off of 96.  Here's the website:&lt;a href="http://www.jaymarfec.com/franklin.html"&gt; http://www.jaymarfec.com/franklin.html   &lt;/a&gt;Just about every time we've gone, the duckpin bowling has been completely empty and we've had the whole room to ourselves. Guess not too many people know about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's $3 per person for 1 game.  It really is a blast! We keep talking about getting some other folks to come join us. It really is fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7824492152818717657?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7824492152818717657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7824492152818717657&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7824492152818717657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7824492152818717657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/05/duckpin-bowling.html' title='Duckpin Bowling'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCiAeUqHk4I/AAAAAAAABFQ/G-wn5BGf6qw/s72-c/Jada+bowling+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-330878097676358792</id><published>2008-05-11T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:26.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!</title><content type='html'>I still have over 8 hours of Mother's Day left (13 if I pretend to be on Hawaii time), and I'm determined to milk it up until the very end. ;)  It's been fun and Shane and Jada have really spoiled me rotten this year. I have to brag a little (okay.. maybe a lot)  I totally don't expect this kind of treatment every year, but Shane decided to make it a really special Mother's Day this year by doing a little countdown to Mother's Day. He made a little poem and a little surprise each day for 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCdiv0qHk0I/AAAAAAAABEw/vHAsFv9MgFY/s1600-h/DSCN4298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCdiv0qHk0I/AAAAAAAABEw/vHAsFv9MgFY/s200/DSCN4298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199232868551201602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days to go: 6 of my favorite cookies.&lt;br /&gt;5 : 5 of my favorite chocolates&lt;br /&gt;4: Four new romantic comedies&lt;br /&gt;3: Triple Chocolate Ice Cream Bars&lt;br /&gt;2: Double layer Chocolate Mousse (hmmm... I think he's trying to fatten me up or something!)&lt;br /&gt;1: 1 Dozen Roses delivered to the door (Funny thing is, they accidentally sent me 2 dozen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCdsF0qHk1I/AAAAAAAABE4/RSbWMcEP1lQ/s1600-h/fruitsalad_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCdsF0qHk1I/AAAAAAAABE4/RSbWMcEP1lQ/s200/fruitsalad_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199243142112973650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day, I had some delicious cut up fruit for breakfast in bed. Yesterday Shane picked up one of my favorites: Garlic Chicken Papa Murphy's take and bake pizza, and we made it for dinner today.... oh so yummy, and oh so nice not to have stuff to clean up on Sunday and just spend time with my fam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a08a69b4279aff66" 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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da08a69b4279aff66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F13971DF92DC19EE1374198261ED1AA2EB74730.56B033FD10F04C76CED853A1FBB0FBB00CC30F89%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da08a69b4279aff66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8CEYIIUWIW7K_m3ytlR1hH9PIxk&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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da08a69b4279aff66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F13971DF92DC19EE1374198261ED1AA2EB74730.56B033FD10F04C76CED853A1FBB0FBB00CC30F89%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da08a69b4279aff66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8CEYIIUWIW7K_m3ytlR1hH9PIxk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He let me sleep in yesterday morning till 10:30... Oh my, I can't remember how long it's been since I've done that.  That was so nice. And yesterday we all went out for a fun family round of duckpin bowling. If you've never done that, it's so fun. There's a family bowling alley up in Franklin... and now it's the law for them to be completely smoke free at all times of day. So it's really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCd590qHk3I/AAAAAAAABFI/LLALjnGGJQU/s1600-h/Happy+Mother%27s+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCd590qHk3I/AAAAAAAABFI/LLALjnGGJQU/s200/Happy+Mother%27s+Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199258397836809074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was asked to speak in church today about Motherhood, and it really was so nice (for starters... definitely a nice excuse to get us all to be super early for once!) But it was so nice to have the opportunity to reflect on all of the wonderful blessings of motherhood. It really is so great, I can't imagine doing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Primary, they asked all of the kids a couple of questions about their Mom's, and then wrote it down for the mom's for mother's day.  When I read Jada's and some of the other kids responses, I was laughing so hard I was almost crying. Here's Jada's questions and answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCduAkqHk2I/AAAAAAAABFA/Be2vaLJPC3I/s1600-h/Jada+easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCduAkqHk2I/AAAAAAAABFA/Be2vaLJPC3I/s200/Jada+easter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199245250941916002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1) What makes your mom really happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"My mom gets really sad when she puts me in time out - then I give her a hug and tell her sorry and she's happy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What does your mom like to do for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"We go to the play park together and she push me on the swing!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What does your mom like ot get for Mother's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"She loves to get a card"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What does your mom tell you to do all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"She tells me to have a pizza party!" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(You think maybe we have "pizza parties" at our house too much?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If your mom was a piece of candy, what kind of candy would she be? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Suckers, I like suckers and so does my mom."&lt;/span&gt; (Shane says its because all she has to do is bat her cute little eyes at me and I turn into one! It's true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also said about me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"She doesn't say naughty words - she says nice words!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL YOU WONDERFUL MOTHER'S OUT THERE!&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/6974826125928682204-330878097676358792?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a08a69b4279aff66&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/330878097676358792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=330878097676358792&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/330878097676358792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/330878097676358792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SCdiv0qHk0I/AAAAAAAABEw/vHAsFv9MgFY/s72-c/DSCN4298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4725552819953399796</id><published>2008-05-01T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:27.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jada at 3 1/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to like to scrapbook, but I have found, I just don't have the time for it! I love to blog, so I'm hoping that blogger thing is around forever.... because this is the only journaling / photo cataloging that I have any time or patience for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jada is now 3 1/2 and I thought I'd post 10 fun facts about Jada....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) I call her "sweetie" so much she thinks it's part of her identity. She'll sometimes refers to herself as "little sweetie"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBnpbMptL2I/AAAAAAAABAo/cpNn9-0TZx0/s200/DSCN4222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195440298610470754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) She's obsessed with lipgloss... and she's too good at sneaking it out of my bathroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBoI28ptL3I/AAAAAAAABA0/LtDPcurdILc/s200/DSCN4240_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195474860212301682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) She can't wait to be a big sister. She decided that mom and dad are taking WAY too long to make her a sibling, so she's taken matters into her own hands. Everyone, meet the newest addition to our family. This is Jada's self appointed new baby sister, Emily Elizabeth.  (We recently put the crib back together for baby Lissie when she comes to visit - but Jada decided it would make the perfect bed for her new sister. She even made up Emily's bed all by herself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBng7sptLxI/AAAAAAAABAA/HhJznxVALRI/s200/DSCN4228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195430961351569170" /&gt;     &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBnh8cptLzI/AAAAAAAABAQ/n0nApw8D19s/s200/DSCN4224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432073748098866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) She's proud of her big girl panties and will gladly show you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) She's got a sense of humor. When my mom was out here she was showing her her underwear and had it hiked up really high. Shane said, "Pull those down... they look like Grammie panties!" Then my mom said, "Hey! I resent that!" We laughed but figured it blew right over Jada's head. Then later, while we were on our trip, Jada hiked up her panties again and said to Grammie, "Are these Grammie panties?" And then danced around the room with her hiked up panties while giggling... thinking she was just the funniest thing in the world! My mom's jaw just dropped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBnmIcptL0I/AAAAAAAABAY/6JdEe34IrPA/s200/DSCN4204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195436677953040194" /&gt;    &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBnhicptLyI/AAAAAAAABAI/ngK-PqQfa1Y/s200/DSCN4206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195431627071500066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) She's my mini-me. She loves to follow me around all day and loves to do everything that I do. She vacuums, irons, cooks, shops, makes her to-do lists, blow-dries her hair when I do, is my little workout and jogging buddy, sweeps and mops the floor.  It takes me a heck of a lot longer trying to get things done with my helper! But I have really grown to love her company and I love teaching her new things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) She's part magician.... somehow little fingerprints show up all around my house.  And it freaks me out because I have no idea what she possibly could have gotten into without me knowing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBnnucptL1I/AAAAAAAABAg/KkEqjNkScG4/s200/DSCN4225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195438430299696978" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8) She is both shy and outgoing.  Sometimes she'll be as quiet as a mouse around people that she doesn't know well, but other times when we are at the park or McDonalds, she'll go well out of her way to try to find a new little friend to pal around with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9) She has such a sweet spirit! Sometimes says that she misses Heavenly Father and Jesus, and with tears in her eyes says that she wishes she could see them.  She also loves the Book of Mormon and her scriptures and can sense it is an important book. Last night she took out her little Book of Mormon and "read" it to her teddy bear before going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10) She is a girly-girl! Anything pink, purple, sparkly, ruffly, fluffy, princessy... If I'd let her, she'd change her cloths 20 times a day (I'm  already scared for teenage years...) What more to say... she's a girly girl! Once I put her to bed in a free t-shirt someone gave me (had some orange and green on it) She fussed with me saying she didn't want to wear it, but of course I wouldn't take her guff and made her wear it to bed. The next morning she said, "Mommy, can I take this off so I'm not a boy anymore!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 1/2... It will come and go in the blink of an eye... treasure these moments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4725552819953399796?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4725552819953399796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4725552819953399796&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4725552819953399796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4725552819953399796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/05/jada-at-3-12.html' title='Jada at 3 1/2'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBnpbMptL2I/AAAAAAAABAo/cpNn9-0TZx0/s72-c/DSCN4222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-39532962770150359</id><published>2008-04-26T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:36:40.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNOqS_OrbI/AAAAAAAACTo/z2yWeH-Lfus/s1600-h/Chris%26Trish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNOqS_OrbI/AAAAAAAACTo/z2yWeH-Lfus/s200/Chris%26Trish.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710870432165298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNOfhP_uBI/AAAAAAAACTg/zJf9qNUUw4M/s1600-h/TheGang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNOfhP_uBI/AAAAAAAACTg/zJf9qNUUw4M/s200/TheGang.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710685282023442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNORxLsq_I/AAAAAAAACTY/AKeaIpGY_HM/s1600-h/Ice+Bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNORxLsq_I/AAAAAAAACTY/AKeaIpGY_HM/s200/Ice+Bath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710449040796658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNOLorD3jI/AAAAAAAACTQ/TOEonn_8H9Y/s1600-h/MarathonMomsLogo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNOLorD3jI/AAAAAAAACTQ/TOEonn_8H9Y/s200/MarathonMomsLogo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355710343677206066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNNlnMvy4I/AAAAAAAACTA/febG_Qfgja4/s1600-h/Jessica+Medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNNlnMvy4I/AAAAAAAACTA/febG_Qfgja4/s320/Jessica+Medal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355709690446596994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNNd31iPoI/AAAAAAAACS4/gGRMFlSKWY8/s1600-h/Jessica+Finish+Line.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNNd31iPoI/AAAAAAAACS4/gGRMFlSKWY8/s320/Jessica+Finish+Line.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355709557473689218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNDf9LwlwI/AAAAAAAACSw/k8Z7L5v1s5I/s1600-h/Finishwithmybaby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNDf9LwlwI/AAAAAAAACSw/k8Z7L5v1s5I/s320/Finishwithmybaby.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355698598152541954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBOfX8z3PtI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tETf4lIaf7o/s1600-h/DSCN4220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBOfX8z3PtI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tETf4lIaf7o/s200/DSCN4220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193670029097778898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBOaTsz3PsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/6RTThcKSnx4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/SBOaTsz3PsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/6RTThcKSnx4/s200/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193664458525195970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Other friends who ran: Bishop Steve Andersen - did the whole marathon in 4:21 and Steve &amp;amp; Sharalee Nabrotzky finished in 2:45 - good job guys!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness... I keep asking myself... did I actually really truly just finish a 1/2 Marathon??  I had it in my head from the beginning that I was pretty sure that I could probably walk 13.1 miles. So I figured I had nothing to lose signing up for it. I just hoped that after training that I'd at least be able to run some of it.  I am feeling really blessed and grateful that the training has gone so well! I ran the entire 13.1 miles, averaging about 10 minute miles, and finished at 2:12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you may know, some not, but this really is a HUGE feat for me. In highschool I ran cross-country my freshman and sophmore years, but had to quit because I got really sick. I was on home and hospital for about a year and a half during highschool (doctors weren't really sure what was wrong... they just said possibly chronic fatigue or fibromyalgia).  But it was really weird. I went from healthy and strong, to barely being able to move.   I feel like I've really come a long way with my health problems. I struggled off and on for quite a few years, but finally found a good doctor who helped me figure out what the problem was (which is kinda complicated to explain because it was a lot of different things all going haywire). But some of the problem was I was having reactions to certain foods (especially anything processed) and chemicals like household cleaners... anything mildly toxic.  For some reason my body holds onto any toxins and doesn't easily get rid of them.  I've had some problems here are there if I ever get around toxic things (like mold!) But I've had to learn to take a lot of responsibility for my health, which has led me to learn how to eat ridiculously healthy and change some habits. It's definitely not been easy, and has been a long and hard road.  I've run a little bit here and there for exercise since highschool, but have never gotten back into it until now.  And I'll tell ya what, it feels great!! It really feels like tying up some unfinished business and taking back those lost high school years.  I feel so blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all for your support! It really has meant the world to me. Thanks to Shane and Jada who came to watch. Shane has the flu and still came (what a guy!) And thanks so the Marathon Mom's who were so much fun to run with, and truly motivating! (I'll write some more details later when I'm a little more with it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, to any of you thinking of doing it next year, it was a lot of fun...  There were a bunch of live bands that were set up on stages throughout the course.  What a great tribute to Nashville! Well, time for an ice bath... but I'll put up some more pics later!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-39532962770150359?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/39532962770150359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=39532962770150359&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/39532962770150359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/39532962770150359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/SlNOqS_OrbI/AAAAAAAACTo/z2yWeH-Lfus/s72-c/Chris%26Trish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5521656735148080156</id><published>2008-04-15T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:45:26.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Marathon Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.fancygens.com/gens/newcountdown/misc/show.swf?clickURL=http://www.fancygens.com/&amp;amp;clickLABEL=fancygens.com&amp;amp;flashLABEL=fancygens%20-%20FREE%20STUFF%21%21%21&amp;amp;skin=http://www.fancygens.com/gens/newcountdown/misc/skins/m24.swf&amp;amp;text=The%20Music%20City%201%2F2%20Marathon%21&amp;amp;untilColor=6724095&amp;amp;textColor=0&amp;amp;datesColor=0&amp;amp;year=2008&amp;amp;month=3&amp;amp;day=26&amp;amp;hour=7&amp;amp;minute=0&amp;amp;second=0&amp;amp;x=8&amp;amp;y=91" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="countdown" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="180" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run by Collective Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;script src="http://widgetserver.com/syndication/subscriber/InsertWidget.js?appId=4a0f3d51-1075-470c-b26e-90f218b3f13d" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the &lt;a href="http://www.widgetbox.com/widget/mp3"&gt;Google Audio Widget&lt;/a&gt; widget and  many other great free widgets at &lt;a href="http://www.widgetbox.com/"&gt;Widgetbox&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://runtime.widgetbox.com/syndication/track/4a0f3d51-1075-470c-b26e-90f218b3f13d.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My race number is 32853&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well guys, only 10 more days to go until the big race. And I am both nervous and excited!  This has definitely been quite an experience training for this.  I think the biggest miracle of this has been that I've been able to actually find the time and energy to train! (Definitely not an easy thing to do when you're a busy mom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready? Well, ready or not, I don't think I can cram much more running these next few days! I actually ran my first 12 mile run about a week and a half ago, and it has really helped me mentally know that I can really do this thing! So I'm feeling pretty good about it (for the most part!) I've never ran in a big race like this, so I'm feeling a little nervous, just not knowing what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had so much support from Shane, he's been so great! My running buddies have also been a great source of help and encouragement which has really kept me going. They are all a great bunch of gals! We've all had their own struggles throughout this thing, but I am amazed at their attitude and desire to keep going and hanging in there! I sure love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope and pray that all goes well these next 10 days, and that we'll all be healthy and ready to run this thing.  I'll be sure to post some pics later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my great friends for all of your support! I don't know what I would have done without it!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**By the way, on race day there will be a way to track our progress!  We will all be wearing a computerized chip, and our progress will be recorded at 5k, 10k, and at the 10 mile mark. The progress will be posted online at &lt;a href="http://www.cmmarathon.com/"&gt;www.cmmarathon.com&lt;/a&gt; . On race day, go to this site and click on the "Live Results" bug.  I'm not sure if you can search by name, or if you need our number. But as soon as we get our race numbers, I'll be sure to post them online!  The race starts at 7am central time, but the race probably won't really start for us until 7:30 or so (There will be about 30,000 people running this thing and they put the faster people up front.) This event will also be broadcast on FSN (fox sports network) if you have that channel!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-5521656735148080156?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5521656735148080156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5521656735148080156&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5521656735148080156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5521656735148080156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/04/marathon-mamas.html' title='The Marathon Moms'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3152869851536122691</id><published>2008-04-13T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T10:01:56.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="339" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-403c3c388dd6e3b1" 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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D403c3c388dd6e3b1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56C822C88487BD6F73B9448AA6490DC5769930C9.DDDCBB0E47A65BC993C3226E258230D99919664%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D403c3c388dd6e3b1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRCj7rUmBozzhSd0x9-KYxLDBLAU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="408" height="339" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D403c3c388dd6e3b1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56C822C88487BD6F73B9448AA6490DC5769930C9.DDDCBB0E47A65BC993C3226E258230D99919664%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D403c3c388dd6e3b1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRCj7rUmBozzhSd0x9-KYxLDBLAU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a bit of the blogger blues since my computer has been on the fritz!  Shane was nice enough to let me take over his computer this weekend so I can get some new pictures up. Here's pics of our Cabo trip. I just realized the text is difficult to read. It was much easier to read when it is bigger. Oh well! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-3152869851536122691?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=403c3c388dd6e3b1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3152869851536122691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3152869851536122691&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3152869851536122691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3152869851536122691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8846860667640802126</id><published>2008-04-12T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T15:26:16.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This song goes out to....</title><content type='html'>This song is dedicated to my good friend Chelsea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://widgetserver.com/syndication/subscriber/InsertWidget.js?appId=aa3dd7e7-2e9a-4e9e-b2d2-54621c86a012" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;Get the &lt;a href="http://www.widgetbox.com/widget/mp3-player"&gt;Mp3 Player&lt;/a&gt; widget and  many other great free widgets at &lt;a href="http://www.widgetbox.com"&gt;Widgetbox&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" width="0" src="http://runtime.widgetbox.com/syndication/track/aa3dd7e7-2e9a-4e9e-b2d2-54621c86a012.gif" height="0"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-8846860667640802126?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8846860667640802126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8846860667640802126&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8846860667640802126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8846860667640802126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-song-goes-out-to.html' title='This song goes out to....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3498579748510128051</id><published>2008-04-03T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:28.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Felicity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R_WXP9r6khI/AAAAAAAAAnk/XBKNOJfcKKk/s1600-h/Felicity%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R_WXP9r6khI/AAAAAAAAAnk/XBKNOJfcKKk/s320/Felicity%2B010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185216846499582482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my good friend, Becky just had her beautiful baby girl yesterday! Her name is Felicity Marta Smith. She weighed in at 8 lbs 6 oz, and is 20 1/4 inches long.  Well, I feel like I had the experience of a lifetime, because, Becky invited me to film her giving birth.  I've had some people look at me funny and say, um really? Well, you have to realize, Becky is like a sister to me (since I don't have any close by!) And I was so happy to do this for her, and I'm honored that she felt close and comfortable enough to have me be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching someone else giving birth,  really is an amazing thing.  It was really neat to experience this miracle from a whole new perspective.  She did fantastic (she had a natural birth by the way!), and I am so amazed at her and her husband Ben, and her midwife/nurse.   They handled everything beautifully.  I was incredibly impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went great, and very fast! Once I got there, the baby was born about an hour later! Baby and mama are doing great. Felicity is a very healthy &lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;girl, you can tell from the picture. Already chubby with lots of color in her face.  Isn't she beautiful?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-3498579748510128051?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3498579748510128051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3498579748510128051&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3498579748510128051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3498579748510128051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-felicity.html' title='Welcome Felicity!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R_WXP9r6khI/AAAAAAAAAnk/XBKNOJfcKKk/s72-c/Felicity%2B010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2809496247203634381</id><published>2008-03-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:28.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Wesley Grant Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday my brother Grant and his wife Kate had their beautiful baby boy! Mama and baby are doing great. His name is Wesley Grant, he is 21 inches and 6 pounds 14 ounces.  Congratulations Grant and Kate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R-qBENr6keI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mmBcQ5Eu7Cc/s1600-h/Proud+Parents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R-qBENr6keI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mmBcQ5Eu7Cc/s320/Proud+Parents.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182096230636491234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R-qBntr6kfI/AAAAAAAAAnU/qudYdol_Lj4/s1600-h/Wesley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R-qBntr6kfI/AAAAAAAAAnU/qudYdol_Lj4/s320/Wesley.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182096840521847282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R-qCqNr6kgI/AAAAAAAAAnc/h-XksEGrOLA/s1600-h/wesley2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R-qCqNr6kgI/AAAAAAAAAnc/h-XksEGrOLA/s320/wesley2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182097982983148034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2809496247203634381?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2809496247203634381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2809496247203634381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2809496247203634381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2809496247203634381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-wesley-grant-johnson.html' title='Welcome Wesley Grant Johnson'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R-qBENr6keI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mmBcQ5Eu7Cc/s72-c/Proud+Parents.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6098312003593771210</id><published>2008-03-02T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T18:32:23.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most random blog post ever.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we're a week away from another trip, and I'm feeling like I just put away our suitcases from our last trip. Shane and I are going to Cabo, Mexico for 6 days. My mom is coming out to watch Jada while we go. I'm really excited, but a little nervous I guess! Last time Shane and I went to Cancun, Mexico, Jada was terribly sick with a stomach flu the entire time that we were gone. So I'm praying she'll be healthy this time! I'm also feeling really spoiled after coming back from an amazing vacation only a month ago!   This is a trip through this electrical contractors association. Shane's partner was supposed to go, but can't because he wife just had surgery. So here we go again, off to another wild adventure. The resort looks amazing. It's all inclusive, and even includes any tips! I guess I better start packing and brushing up on my espanol!  Soy un mono calvo con ropa interior en la cabeza. Crap!... I knew I should have paid more attention in Spanish Class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's an update on my training! It's going great and I feel very fortunate that my legs are holding up so well. I've had a little bit of knee pain, but I've been able to figure out what it is and what's causing it (weak butt muscles...) I'm sure ya'll wanted to know that. But I have a strength routine that I'm working on that should help. And I'm up to 10 miles now! I'm so excited I'm into double digits. My 10 mile run took me 1 hour and 45 minutes. Three months ago, I don't think I could even fathom running for that length of time. I have a great bunch of friends (and hubby) that are also doing great and really getting me through this training. It's been great and I'm remembering why I used to love running so much. I think the best part of it is, is the sense of accomplishment when you are able to go a little farther or a little faster. And it feels great to get into shape too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I've done twice now. This sounds awful, but it is truly amazing! It really helps take edge off the soreness after a long run. (Only runners and are crazy enough to do this!) Basically you wear a whole bunch of layers of sweaters and hats on your top half, then you put on some tight shorts, and then you sit in your tub while it fills up with very cold water. Then, once it fills up to about your hips, you dump in a bucket full of ice! It sounds a lot worse than it really is. I have a portable heater and keep the bathroom nice and toasty, and I also take in some hot chocolate. This is where having a techy hubby comes in handy. He installed a TV above our bathtub (yes.. I know that is a little much but hey... that's what he does for a living!) He loves it when his gadgets come in handy. It sure is nice to get those minutes to fly by in that ice bath! Shane is so sweet, and even got in the ice bath with me last night! (He did about half of my long run with me yesterday and was a little sore too). He's either super supportive or just really crazy!! But either way, I love him for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-6098312003593771210?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6098312003593771210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6098312003593771210&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6098312003593771210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6098312003593771210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/03/most-random-blog-post-ever.html' title='The most random blog post ever.....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1651376515149082246</id><published>2008-02-21T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:30.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so I know this post is a week late, but at our house we celebrate Valentines Day for an entire week! Doesn't everyone? Okay, just a joke! But I hope you guys all had a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jada has a play group once a week, and this week happened to be my week to watch the girly girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75gruesJSI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tNaEFq7eh38/s1600-h/Vday+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75gruesJSI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tNaEFq7eh38/s320/Vday+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169675726595302690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a V-day party.  Shane called me up and asked me how things were going, and I said, any day that I get to put up streamers in my house, is a GREAT day for me! (and that's not a joke!) We made pink cupcakes, played dress ups and danced to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we had a yummy family dinner. It just wouldn't be V-day without heart shaped food now would it? Yes, I know very cheesy... but doesn't steak look even more appetizing in the shape of a heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75e9OesJPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/NGhmi3WNgaU/s1600-h/Strawberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75e9OesJPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/NGhmi3WNgaU/s200/Strawberries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169673828219757810" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75fbeesJRI/AAAAAAAAAkc/D9KaPCjxNsY/s1600-h/Heart+Steak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75fbeesJRI/AAAAAAAAAkc/D9KaPCjxNsY/s200/Heart+Steak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169674347910800658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75e9OesJPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/NGhmi3WNgaU/s1600-h/Strawberries.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75fK-esJQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/k9GMrCZq7wU/s1600-h/Star+Salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75fK-esJQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/k9GMrCZq7wU/s200/Star+Salad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169674064442959106" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75pluesJWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/d2_KZCev3bU/s1600-h/Rolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75pluesJWI/AAAAAAAAAlE/d2_KZCev3bU/s200/Rolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169685519120737634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jada waiting for her Daddy to come home from work.... all dressed up as a Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75jA-esJUI/AAAAAAAAAk0/JD8TmIDPwhk/s1600-h/Waiting+for+Daddy+on+V-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75jA-esJUI/AAAAAAAAAk0/JD8TmIDPwhk/s320/Waiting+for+Daddy+on+V-day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169678290690778434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Valentines Day we all made each other some sweet cards. We gave Jada some little princess candies, and I gave Shane a song (I started a tradition of learning to play one of Shane's favorite songs on the piano for V-day.) This year's is 100 Years, by Five for Fighting... okay true confession... with 3 back to back vacations I haven't finished it yet... but maybe I'll post a video clip when I do. {btw- Shane and I are going to Cabo in a few weeks! Yes we just got back from a vacation. Kind of a fluke that we're going and I'll explain later!} Shane's gift to me was SOOOO sweet! He bought me an engraved iPod Nano with a sensor that I stick in my running shoe. It tracks my mileage, pace, etc! It's awesome. He's so sweet and so supportive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to say, I feel like the luckiest gal in the world. I love these guys so much!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-1651376515149082246?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1651376515149082246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1651376515149082246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1651376515149082246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1651376515149082246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R75gruesJSI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tNaEFq7eh38/s72-c/Vday+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1350730341818623871</id><published>2008-02-21T08:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T08:21:58.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Barriers: Aaron Fotheringham</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="361" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3235287"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3235287" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" height="361" width="440"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-1350730341818623871?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1350730341818623871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1350730341818623871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1350730341818623871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1350730341818623871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/02/breaking-barriers-aaron-fotheringham.html' title='Breaking Barriers: Aaron Fotheringham'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5615616568762311009</id><published>2008-02-12T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:30.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put together a musical slide show of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6ZbW3X95_I/AAAAAAAAAig/SliLJ6dMDD8/s1600-h/Jess+turtle+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6ZbW3X95_I/AAAAAAAAAig/SliLJ6dMDD8/s400/Jess+turtle+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162914471206578162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="339" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71add8c822d1fbfd" 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://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71add8c822d1fbfd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6964B201310C28F1EE4C62F7B68290AB15759CAD.2221BCAC8525B9024765BD1CFEE230E3402DAF6C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71add8c822d1fbfd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd8C8O4nq9co1-Bj757YqvxEK1qE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="408" height="339" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71add8c822d1fbfd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6964B201310C28F1EE4C62F7B68290AB15759CAD.2221BCAC8525B9024765BD1CFEE230E3402DAF6C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71add8c822d1fbfd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd8C8O4nq9co1-Bj757YqvxEK1qE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-5615616568762311009?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=71add8c822d1fbfd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5615616568762311009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5615616568762311009&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5615616568762311009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5615616568762311009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/02/hawaii.html' title='Hawaii!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6ZbW3X95_I/AAAAAAAAAig/SliLJ6dMDD8/s72-c/Jess+turtle+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4927448358149587662</id><published>2008-02-06T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T09:43:41.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms</title><content type='html'>We've gotten a few panicked phone calls this morning, due to the Tennessee Tornado storms! So I just wanted to make a post real quick to let everyone know that we're okay and our house is still intact.  Fortunately we had plenty of warning that a big storm was coming through, so I prepared a little camp-out in our basement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up being pretty fun little camp out.  Early that day, I brought down a crock-pot of taco soup, fruit and drinks, and set up some blow-up mattresses and bedding. Later, we cuddled up with popcorn and movies, and slept down there through the night. Our exercise equipment is also down there, so I also had plenty of time to get my run in! I decided to do my long run and went for 7 miles (half-way to my goal)! It was pretty crazy outside, but fortunately we were very safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storms here can be pretty scary, and our thoughts and prayers are with the families who've had their homes and businesses destroyed last night. We're hoping there is something we can do to help them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all for your concern for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4927448358149587662?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4927448358149587662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4927448358149587662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4927448358149587662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4927448358149587662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/02/storms.html' title='Storms'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7550753942300807008</id><published>2008-02-02T17:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:30.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to our Beloved Prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6Ub13X95yI/AAAAAAAAAgY/k2wCnZZqQu8/s1600-h/gordon_b_hinckley_MD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6Ub13X95yI/AAAAAAAAAgY/k2wCnZZqQu8/s400/gordon_b_hinckley_MD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162563160061634338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends and family will recognize this picture of this wonderful man. But for those of you who don't, this is Gordon B. Hinckley who is the 15th President of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, which is the church that I belong to.  Last Sunday, he passed away quietly in his apartment with his family at his side, at the ripe old age of 97.  Church leaders said that he was in is office working hard, up until a few days before he passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess news travels fast in our church, because 1 hour after he passed away, I got the news from my brother (and we were in Hawaii at the time!) At first, I really surprised myself, I didn't have much reaction to the news. I just felt happy that he would now be with is dear sweet wife, Marjorie.  My mother was able to attend his viewing and his funeral. My mom said that he even had a little smile on his face.  As I imagined him lying in his casket, with his smile on his face, it finally sank in. Later that evening, I broke down and cried, not so much out of sadness... but more out of the love I felt for him and the profound impact that this marvelous man truly had on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Hinckley led by example, and truly inspired others as he led his life full of self-less love towards others. He emanated sincere gratitude, a firm testimony of Jesus Christ, love for those of all nation, religion, and ethnicity.  Most say that he always had a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. His countenance radiated a sense of true happiness that was contagious.  All the way up until his death, he had a resounding energy, clear faculties, and a charming witt! He never stopped working or serving others until the very end of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his time as President, some estimate he gave over 2000 speeches &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and traveled half-million miles as he met and served with church members as well as others not of our faith, and dedicated chapels and temples throughout the world.  Before he became president, there were 47 operating temples.  Now we have 124, and 14 more that have been announced and under construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see why President Hinckley went out with a smile on his face. He lived a very humble life. He was never concerned with money, possessions, or popularity. But his life was filled with that which matters most. He taught matters most is usually intangible, but of an eternal nature, such as spending time with family and serving others. The love, service, and testimony that he has shared, will impact generations upon generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His example has effected my life tremendously. I have often felt an overwhelming and powerful spiritual feeling when I listen to him speak, and it has touched my life greatly. I hope to live with the same fiery determination, love, and humility that he has shown. If I do that, I'm sure I'll be able to go out with a smile on my face as well!&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/6974826125928682204-7550753942300807008?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7550753942300807008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7550753942300807008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7550753942300807008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7550753942300807008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/02/president-hinckleys-passing.html' title='Tribute to our Beloved Prophet'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6Ub13X95yI/AAAAAAAAAgY/k2wCnZZqQu8/s72-c/gordon_b_hinckley_MD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5717003032512949199</id><published>2008-01-29T22:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:30.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music City Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6AZQnX95xI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LmsfgCLcIEI/s1600-h/Music+City+Half+Marathon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6AZQnX95xI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LmsfgCLcIEI/s400/Music+City+Half+Marathon.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161152946204698386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I may be completely insane, but I signed up with some of my gal-pals to do a 1/2 Marathon! This is something I've always wanted to do, but has always meandered towards the bottom my eternally long to-do list! But now I have a date, a plan, and good friends to help motivate along the way. So here goes nothin! Training started 2 weeks ago.  I even trained while we were in Hawaii... which was really TOUGH to do while on vacation! Although, I have to say, running on the beach was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up a blog for our little running group.  There are about 7 of us so far... and we are calling ourselves "The Marathon Mamas." The link is: &lt;a href="http://www.tsrunners.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.tsrunners.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we'll all get through the training injury-free and make it through to the finish line. OH HAPPY DAY! This is an enormous goal for me, and I am excited for the challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Running is the greatest metaphor for life, because you get out of it what you put into it."&lt;br /&gt;-Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your support! (I'll need it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-5717003032512949199?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5717003032512949199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5717003032512949199&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5717003032512949199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5717003032512949199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/01/music-city-half-marathon.html' title='Music City Half Marathon'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R6AZQnX95xI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LmsfgCLcIEI/s72-c/Music+City+Half+Marathon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6881455593687117413</id><published>2008-01-11T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:21:16.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballroom Dance Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-93a957a7fbcb342c" 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://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D93a957a7fbcb342c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39DE5080F3B45E411099B1EADF1AC9FDA9031125.2CC0D296DE88EB3C7FA58938F94D8F94F5104B10%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93a957a7fbcb342c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhtbXUy9zchfysANVukSRz68rV8I&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://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D93a957a7fbcb342c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39DE5080F3B45E411099B1EADF1AC9FDA9031125.2CC0D296DE88EB3C7FA58938F94D8F94F5104B10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93a957a7fbcb342c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhtbXUy9zchfysANVukSRz68rV8I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stegmann Dance Studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stegmanndance.com"&gt;www.stegmanndance.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, Shane and I have been taking a ballroom dance class.  It's been such a BLAST! Bruce and Angelika Stegmann are such entertaining, funny, and talented instructors. Today is our last day of class.... that is until we get back from Hawaii, when we start the advanced class! We can't wait!&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/6974826125928682204-6881455593687117413?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=93a957a7fbcb342c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6881455593687117413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6881455593687117413&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6881455593687117413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6881455593687117413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/01/ballroom-dance-class.html' title='Ballroom Dance Class'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1359663741750576391</id><published>2008-01-10T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:31.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jess's Family News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;****NEWS****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRANT AND KATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4kERfsumvI/AAAAAAAAAec/pSpIrm9Sk_U/s1600-h/Grant+and+Kate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4kERfsumvI/AAAAAAAAAec/pSpIrm9Sk_U/s320/Grant+and+Kate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154655947115633394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've been meaning to post this for a while... but my brother Grant and his wife Kate are going to have a little baby BOY!! CONGRATS GUYS!! We can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELISE AND LOGAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4kDnfsumuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_GGbU9oF1y0/s1600-h/Elise+and+Logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4kDnfsumuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_GGbU9oF1y0/s320/Elise+and+Logan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154655225561127650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other news is my little sister Elise is engaged to her Marine, Logan Riddle, who is now in Iraq serving our country for a year! I'm sure that's going to be a rough time, but you'll be in our prayers!!! LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&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/6974826125928682204-1359663741750576391?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1359663741750576391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1359663741750576391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1359663741750576391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1359663741750576391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/01/jesss-family-news.html' title='Jess&apos;s Family News'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4kERfsumvI/AAAAAAAAAec/pSpIrm9Sk_U/s72-c/Grant+and+Kate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6371111097562721706</id><published>2007-12-30T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:33.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to Arizona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G2WfsumSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/fs09Fpyx3KU/s1600-h/Oil+Rig.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G2WfsumSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/fs09Fpyx3KU/s200/Oil+Rig.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152599946271037730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GtvPsumLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OCPSf4oe5Q4/s1600-h/Jessie+in+the+Vet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GtvPsumLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OCPSf4oe5Q4/s200/Jessie+in+the+Vet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152590475868149938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shane’s parents recently purchased a retirement home in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Arizona&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, and asked us if we wanted to drive their car out for them (and it happens to be a fun sports car!). And we said, “Heck yea!” They met us half-way (from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Louisville&lt;/st1:city&gt;) and traded us Jada for their car and they flew with Jada out to &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Arizona&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. So, we’ll be on the road for 3 days, then we’ll meet Shane’s family in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Arizona&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Here are some of the places we drove through:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memphis - known for their jazz and blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gt3fsumMI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JyJ6rZIQvMM/s1600-h/Memphis-Skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gt3fsumMI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JyJ6rZIQvMM/s200/Memphis-Skyline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152590617602070722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;TexArkana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; – Otherwise known as hillbilly city! Although, I guess we can’t talk much coming from hick-town…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GvmvsumPI/AAAAAAAAAaY/XpPCpoFBAhU/s1600-h/TexArkana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GvmvsumPI/AAAAAAAAAaY/XpPCpoFBAhU/s200/TexArkana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152592528862517490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arkedelphia – So, what do you get when you cross Arkansas with Philadelphia?? This road sign might give you a clue… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GuB_sumOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fehwMAWpdtQ/s1600-h/Texarkana+road+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GuB_sumOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fehwMAWpdtQ/s1600-h/Texarkana+road+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GuB_sumOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fehwMAWpdtQ/s200/Texarkana+road+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152590797990697186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gs6fsumHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4iF3ooV-JNc/s1600-h/Arkadelphia.jpg"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gs6fsumHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4iF3ooV-JNc/s1600-h/Arkadelphia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gs6fsumHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4iF3ooV-JNc/s200/Arkadelphia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152589569630050418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first day, we drove 11 hours and stayed in Dallas, TX.  The next morning, we decided to go to the heart of Dallas to hang out for a little bit. But, we found that the streets were nearly empty! Maybe it was because it was a Saturday and the weekend before Christmas, but still, it was so weird! It was like a ghost town. But we had fun goofing off anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GtOPsumII/AAAAAAAAAZg/GmF24kTIvxw/s1600-h/Dallas+is+Empty%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GtOPsumII/AAAAAAAAAZg/GmF24kTIvxw/s200/Dallas+is+Empty%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152589908932466818" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gti_sumKI/AAAAAAAAAZw/vpDKfnauWb8/s1600-h/Jess+falling+into+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gti_sumKI/AAAAAAAAAZw/vpDKfnauWb8/s200/Jess+falling+into+water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152590265414752418" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GspfsumGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gVATtxAy_Ck/s1600-h/Dallas+-+holding+up+globe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GspfsumGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gVATtxAy_Ck/s200/Dallas+-+holding+up+globe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152589277572274274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we drove 9 hours, which was all through the great state of Texas. Here's some pics of some windmills and cotton fields we drove past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gt8PsumNI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vywIDjujO98/s1600-h/Texas+Windmills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Gt8PsumNI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vywIDjujO98/s200/Texas+Windmills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152590699206449362" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G0GPsumQI/AAAAAAAAAag/0GjVNhwx5UA/s1600-h/Don%27t+mess+with+Texas.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G1H_sumRI/AAAAAAAAAao/hw1SjuJyXYI/s1600-h/cotton+fields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G1H_sumRI/AAAAAAAAAao/hw1SjuJyXYI/s200/cotton+fields.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152598597651306770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That night we stayed in El Paso, and we were surprised at how COLD it was! We went out for some Tex Mex. I think they say in Texas "de-lici-oso!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GtZvsumJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/66s3HPWWVRQ/s1600-h/DSCN3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4GtZvsumJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/66s3HPWWVRQ/s200/DSCN3170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152590106500962450" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G5EfsumTI/AAAAAAAAAa4/tbBA_B5-QLg/s1600-h/DSCN3164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G5EfsumTI/AAAAAAAAAa4/tbBA_B5-QLg/s200/DSCN3164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152602935568275762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove 7 hours into Arizona the last day, and we didn't get any other pictures that day, except for one of me trying to get over the fence at the Mexican border. But sadly it was confiscated by the Mexican Police... :) Just a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun little road trip together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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/6974826125928682204-6371111097562721706?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6371111097562721706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6371111097562721706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6371111097562721706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6371111097562721706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/12/road-trip-to-arizona.html' title='Road Trip to Arizona'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G2WfsumSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/fs09Fpyx3KU/s72-c/Oil+Rig.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8394463404159527705</id><published>2007-12-30T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:34.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a picture of us at the Mesa Arizona LDS temple grounds.  We had a great Christmas with Shane's family.  I'm putting a slide-show of pictures of our Christmas soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G7jPsumUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/n2yUZI1vWGA/s1600-h/DSCN3190Arizona+Temple+lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G7jPsumUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/n2yUZI1vWGA/s400/DSCN3190Arizona+Temple+lights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152605662872508738" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G9svsumVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/n-6qs-ykjvY/s1600-h/DSCN3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G9svsumVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/n-6qs-ykjvY/s320/DSCN3209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152608025104521554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6974826125928682204-8394463404159527705?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8394463404159527705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8394463404159527705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8394463404159527705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8394463404159527705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/12/arizona-christmas.html' title='Arizona Christmas'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4G7jPsumUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/n2yUZI1vWGA/s72-c/DSCN3190Arizona+Temple+lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5057889976720324996</id><published>2007-12-29T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:35.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balance Boards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last summer we went out to Lake Powell with Shane's family and stayed on a house-boat for about a week. We had so much fun wake-boarding, when I came home, I looked online to see if I could find something to help improve balance and such (since we don't have the luxury of being able to hit the lake out here in Tennessee!) So I found these boards online, called Indo Boards. &lt;a href="http://www.indoboard.com/pages/index.php?page_id=indo_tv"&gt;http://www.indoboard.com/pages/index.php?page_id=indo_tv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HoQ_sumnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XgvxSB89tV4/s1600-h/Shane+working+on+board.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HoQ_sumnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XgvxSB89tV4/s320/Shane+working+on+board.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152654827363146354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HdAvsumlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cpfFXlaikz8/s1600-h/DSCN3248.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HdAvsumlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cpfFXlaikz8/s320/DSCN3248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152642453562366546" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HgyvsummI/AAAAAAAAAdU/XAHCGBmb_eY/s1600-h/Dallin+and+Shane+on+Balance+Board.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HgyvsummI/AAAAAAAAAdU/XAHCGBmb_eY/s320/Dallin+and+Shane+on+Balance+Board.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152646611090709090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HgyvsummI/AAAAAAAAAdU/XAHCGBmb_eY/s1600-h/Dallin+and+Shane+on+Balance+Board.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were a little too pricey for me, but I found a template online on how to make one, and decided to try it out! We decided to make one for Scott and Tara for Christmas.  It's basically just plywood with wood stops glued at the ends, vinyl lettering, lacquer, strips of grip tape on the bottom of the board, and 4 or 6" pipe.  Kevin (Shane's sister's husband) has amazing equipment and expertise, and helped us figure this out and make it look good. All of the edges on the board and pipe were so nice and rounded and smooth! He even helped us figure out how to get the bar codes and lettering off of the pipes (full strength acetone!) And it was a fraction of the cost of the Indo Boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Dallin (Scott and Tara's Son) showing off his skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b23bf4f80b3bc146" 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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db23bf4f80b3bc146%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FC08975D4EDFA136D12750C95F79781F3F60A81.861E7F82CCCDC5E1783026084666DEB6D533FDA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db23bf4f80b3bc146%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4N2Tzwy1rPlQ-VI3IckkLgh0rFI&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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db23bf4f80b3bc146%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FC08975D4EDFA136D12750C95F79781F3F60A81.861E7F82CCCDC5E1783026084666DEB6D533FDA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db23bf4f80b3bc146%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4N2Tzwy1rPlQ-VI3IckkLgh0rFI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hit and everyone wanted one, so Kevin and Shane went to Home Depot and got materials to make 4 more boards so everyone could have one!&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/6974826125928682204-5057889976720324996?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b23bf4f80b3bc146&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5057889976720324996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5057889976720324996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5057889976720324996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5057889976720324996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/01/balance-boards.html' title='Balance Boards'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HoQ_sumnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XgvxSB89tV4/s72-c/Shane+working+on+board.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4981327496717293376</id><published>2007-12-28T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:35.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Roading!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The desert may not be very pretty, but it sure is FUN! Keri and Kevin sure have some fun toys. We took this out just about every day up some canyon or dirt tracks just about every day. It was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HsN_sumrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y-FUq1EN7sw/s1600-h/DSCN3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HsN_sumrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y-FUq1EN7sw/s320/DSCN3221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152659173870049970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HvKPsumsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/l7stb2M4-u0/s1600-h/DSCN3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HvKPsumsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/l7stb2M4-u0/s320/DSCN3234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152662407980423874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Hq7_sumoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tHZG8pZ48ok/s1600-h/DSCN3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Hq7_sumoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tHZG8pZ48ok/s320/DSCN3241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152657765120776834" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Hq7_sumoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tHZG8pZ48ok/s1600-h/DSCN3241.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4Hq7_sumoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tHZG8pZ48ok/s1600-h/DSCN3241.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4981327496717293376?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4981327496717293376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4981327496717293376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4981327496717293376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4981327496717293376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/12/off-roading.html' title='Off Roading!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HsN_sumrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y-FUq1EN7sw/s72-c/DSCN3221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1393682114589219048</id><published>2007-12-19T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:34:39.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinker Pot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One day, while driving to church, Shane and I made up this “time-out” song!! Here’s Jada singing it (turn up your volume) :&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-53f9ce4944bdbc52" 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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53f9ce4944bdbc52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F624F295DA65E821BB466BAF217BF88A6846759.236E6DE10489D7BC74BEC31FF09AA0CF2963A0CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53f9ce4944bdbc52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV49X956ZwJiTmvHK6shh-3DafgE&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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D53f9ce4944bdbc52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F624F295DA65E821BB466BAF217BF88A6846759.236E6DE10489D7BC74BEC31FF09AA0CF2963A0CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D53f9ce4944bdbc52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV49X956ZwJiTmvHK6shh-3DafgE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are the words in case you couldn’t tell what they were:&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m a little stinker-pot&lt;br /&gt;Short and Stout&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Attitude&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Pout&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;When I get all Steamed up&lt;br /&gt;Hear me SHOUT!&lt;br /&gt;Just take me over&lt;br /&gt;For a quick time-out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-1393682114589219048?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=53f9ce4944bdbc52&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1393682114589219048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1393682114589219048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1393682114589219048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1393682114589219048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/12/stinker-pot.html' title='Stinker Pot!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4721470862229728703</id><published>2007-12-18T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:08:10.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Udy Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shane's Mom and her sisters used to have a musical singing group! They were pretty awesome and on their way to stardom. This is a documentary of their group, filmed by Shane's cousin, Brandon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1355699a220a4439" 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://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1355699a220a4439%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35CE1B52FA92CAEB45D87A6B96D72B427418F6F8.18A48DB6C339D6A3238233F5A9A9A6C95B0E0D73%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1355699a220a4439%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZeLC0YKtOGSMA2mR_hbNNUazGbc&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://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1355699a220a4439%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35CE1B52FA92CAEB45D87A6B96D72B427418F6F8.18A48DB6C339D6A3238233F5A9A9A6C95B0E0D73%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1355699a220a4439%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZeLC0YKtOGSMA2mR_hbNNUazGbc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4721470862229728703?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4721470862229728703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4721470862229728703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4721470862229728703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4721470862229728703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/12/udy-sisters.html' title='The Udy Sisters'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2683879718793669000</id><published>2007-12-11T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:36.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few months ago, I saw an advertisement for a Baby Gap photo contest. So, I took some pictures of Jada, but I forgot to submit them! So, I decided to just post them online! Isn’t she a cutie? We think so, but I guess we’re just a little biased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HJYPsumWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/53Yb1hsfgfM/s1600-h/Jada+2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HRXPsumhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/JwjTJKHmRnY/s1600-h/Jada+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HRXPsumhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/JwjTJKHmRnY/s200/Jada+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152629645969889810" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HRSfsumgI/AAAAAAAAAck/iKUUlZxua2U/s1600-h/Jada+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HRSfsumgI/AAAAAAAAAck/iKUUlZxua2U/s200/Jada+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152629564365511170" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HROfsumfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/kBhJ5G5NlYg/s1600-h/Jada+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HROfsumfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/kBhJ5G5NlYg/s200/Jada+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152629495646034418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HRSfsumgI/AAAAAAAAAck/iKUUlZxua2U/s1600-h/Jada+5.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2683879718793669000?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2683879718793669000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2683879718793669000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2683879718793669000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2683879718793669000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/12/baby-gap.html' title='Baby Gap'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HRXPsumhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/JwjTJKHmRnY/s72-c/Jada+6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2203158522786252981</id><published>2007-12-10T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:36.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jada Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada's been taking a dance class for the past few months and sure loves it! She is always dancing whenever she gets the chance. Sometimes she pulls me over to the piano to play for her just so she has some music to dance to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HTM_sumiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/SjiGcUU3c4k/s1600-h/Jada%27s+Dance+Class.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HTM_sumiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/SjiGcUU3c4k/s320/Jada%27s+Dance+Class.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152631668899486242" border="0" /&gt;       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HTS_sumjI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wA5Zss7bhDY/s1600-h/Jada+Dance+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HTS_sumjI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wA5Zss7bhDY/s320/Jada+Dance+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152631771978701362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2203158522786252981?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2203158522786252981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2203158522786252981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2203158522786252981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2203158522786252981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2008/12/jada-dancing.html' title='Jada Dancing'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/R4HTM_sumiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/SjiGcUU3c4k/s72-c/Jada%27s+Dance+Class.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4377375712944556553</id><published>2007-11-09T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T07:11:09.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>I just realized not everyone can leave comments. So I just changed the settings so that you do not have to be a registered user to leave comments. You should now be able to leave them without having to register or log-in. Love to hear from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4377375712944556553?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4377375712944556553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4377375712944556553&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4377375712944556553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4377375712944556553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/11/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2260703483236514376</id><published>2007-11-07T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:37.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What color are Jada's eyes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mine are brown, and Shane's are blue. &lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="11" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think that Jada's eyes are "Brue!" If you click on this picture to enlarge, you will see that her eyes are blue on the outside, but brownish on the inside. They are a very pretty color, but we have no idea what to tell her when she asks what color they are! What do you think? You can add comments to this post, or take the poll to the left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RzKcA6MwdHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/KMMmAEbNa8s/s1600-h/Jada%27s+Eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RzKcA6MwdHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/KMMmAEbNa8s/s320/Jada%27s+Eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130334464965112946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2260703483236514376?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2260703483236514376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2260703483236514376&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2260703483236514376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2260703483236514376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-color-are-jadas-eyes.html' title='What color are Jada&apos;s eyes?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RzKcA6MwdHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/KMMmAEbNa8s/s72-c/Jada%27s+Eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8887278118771914441</id><published>2007-11-03T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:37.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So You Think You Can Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend of mine called me up and asked if we would like some tickets to the "So You Think You Can Dance" Concert in Nashville.  Something came up last minute and she couldn't go and had to give away the tickets.  She knew we liked to dance so she asked us. Shane and I were so excited to go! But also sad for my friend who couldn't go.  I was amazed when we got there, the seats were right by the stage and about 4 rows up.  Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry0xTEIT2CI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9DAD1wq090M/s1600-h/So+You+Think+You+Can+Dance+Concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry0xTEIT2CI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9DAD1wq090M/s320/So+You+Think+You+Can+Dance+Concert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128809754240735266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a short clip of the concert. I wish I could have recorded the whole show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ca2b21e5759d39c" 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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ca2b21e5759d39c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27256581A1F9EC81D31B47B2D6653BE42C1BD365.78A6C4BC5AECA1EE4E30EAA68D443479C12F4755%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca2b21e5759d39c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwZZK94LlgeZm_yVwPafnBYPNiBA&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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ca2b21e5759d39c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27256581A1F9EC81D31B47B2D6653BE42C1BD365.78A6C4BC5AECA1EE4E30EAA68D443479C12F4755%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca2b21e5759d39c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwZZK94LlgeZm_yVwPafnBYPNiBA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-8887278118771914441?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ca2b21e5759d39c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8887278118771914441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8887278118771914441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8887278118771914441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8887278118771914441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='So You Think You Can Dance'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry0xTEIT2CI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9DAD1wq090M/s72-c/So+You+Think+You+Can+Dance+Concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2465053863634119610</id><published>2007-11-02T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:37.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Daughter Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago, Shane was so sweet and decided to take out Jada for some shopping and some fun to give me a little break so I could get some things done. He took her duck pin bowling and they had a blast. Jada beat Shane by one point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry1IPUIT2DI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ty0HOk-cWfg/s1600-h/Daddy+Daughter+Bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry1IPUIT2DI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ty0HOk-cWfg/s320/Daddy+Daughter+Bowling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128834978583664690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shane took this video clip with his phone. Jada got a spare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d215a7fabb4fd729" 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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd215a7fabb4fd729%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81EDBFF2C63998A4F6EA2BB882659AD373FD9C96.11A19001866455D41786ABFD3C20E0B36AA2B930%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd215a7fabb4fd729%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1PzAOxU_unxVne_TQv9sjPkK2w8&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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd215a7fabb4fd729%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81EDBFF2C63998A4F6EA2BB882659AD373FD9C96.11A19001866455D41786ABFD3C20E0B36AA2B930%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd215a7fabb4fd729%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1PzAOxU_unxVne_TQv9sjPkK2w8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2465053863634119610?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d215a7fabb4fd729&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2465053863634119610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2465053863634119610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2465053863634119610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2465053863634119610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/11/daddy-daughter-bowling.html' title='Daddy Daughter Bowling'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry1IPUIT2DI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ty0HOk-cWfg/s72-c/Daddy+Daughter+Bowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7630986007734546801</id><published>2007-10-31T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:37.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Dogs and News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother Grant had a take your kid to work day at his work. So during the day Kate decided to pop in with his "kids!" This is Oscar and Scooter. Grant had always wanted a weiner dog growing up, but Mom &amp;amp; Dad never let us get one. So last Christmas, Kate surprised Grant with these cute little guys! But soon they are going to have to make some room for Grant &amp;amp; Kate's future addition. Mid April they are due to have a BABY!! We are all so excited for them! Jada's first cousin on my side!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5_VkIT2KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wA-t0fxJ3M0/s1600-h/Grant+and+Weiner+Dogs+-+Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5_VkIT2KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wA-t0fxJ3M0/s320/Grant+and+Weiner+Dogs+-+Halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129177034074085538" border="0" /&gt;      &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5_2UIT2MI/AAAAAAAAAWw/OklFCNzAYq0/s1600-h/Hot+Dogs+-+Oscar+%26+Scooter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5_2UIT2MI/AAAAAAAAAWw/OklFCNzAYq0/s320/Hot+Dogs+-+Oscar+%26+Scooter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129177596714801346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5_VkIT2KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wA-t0fxJ3M0/s1600-h/Grant+and+Weiner+Dogs+-+Halloween.jpg"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5_VkIT2KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wA-t0fxJ3M0/s1600-h/Grant+and+Weiner+Dogs+-+Halloween.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-7630986007734546801?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7630986007734546801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7630986007734546801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7630986007734546801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7630986007734546801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/10/hot-dogs-and-news.html' title='Hot Dogs and News!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5_VkIT2KI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wA-t0fxJ3M0/s72-c/Grant+and+Weiner+Dogs+-+Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3795605744648292090</id><published>2007-10-31T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:37.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ryoe30IT2BI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-SptWrw5mWs/s1600-h/Tennessee+Moon%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ryoe30IT2BI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-SptWrw5mWs/s320/Tennessee+Moon%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127945069949868050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-3795605744648292090?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3795605744648292090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3795605744648292090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3795605744648292090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3795605744648292090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ryoe30IT2BI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-SptWrw5mWs/s72-c/Tennessee+Moon%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8097981235930369555</id><published>2007-10-26T21:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:38.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Powers Gone Postal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked Jada what she wanted to be this year for Halloween. I thought that surely she'd want to be a Princess (we have tons of princess dress-up stuff!) But she said she wanted to be a present for Halloween!  I was amazed at her creativity. So I thought... sure, why not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found a box and wrapped it up and decked it out and..... Viola! A beautiful present. Then Shane had an idea for us to dress up as Postal workers and Jada could be the package. And then I thought of the theme "Powers Gone Postal!" It was a hit at our church party! Jada won a prize for most original costume. There's just something about Halloween that always brings out the kid in me..... But to be honest, I think just about anything does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RyK6zkIT1-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/z_tfchvM1uc/s1600-h/Powers+Gone+Postal+-+Jada+and+Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RyK6zkIT1-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/z_tfchvM1uc/s320/Powers+Gone+Postal+-+Jada+and+Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125864720935671778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RyK7B0IT1_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/nTrPxnC5E0E/s1600-h/Powers+Gone+Postal+-+Jada+and+Friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RyK7B0IT1_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/nTrPxnC5E0E/s320/Powers+Gone+Postal+-+Jada+and+Friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125864965748807666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-8097981235930369555?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8097981235930369555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8097981235930369555&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8097981235930369555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8097981235930369555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/10/powers-gone-postal.html' title='Powers Gone Postal!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RyK6zkIT1-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/z_tfchvM1uc/s72-c/Powers+Gone+Postal+-+Jada+and+Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-8672026984740822998</id><published>2007-10-22T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:38.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAC dance &amp; work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I started my ballet class at the Spring Hill Arts Center! It was a blast. My instructor Chelsea is awesome and she works us hard, which is good.... I REALLY need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recently took on a position at SHAC as their PR /marketing person. I'll be doing their marketing and press relations.  SHAC is a full spectrum arts center. They have dance, music, theater productions, visual arts, etc. I'm thrilled to get involved with this to help it grow and expand. And I feel it will be a great blessing to our family to be involved with the community and to share our love for the arts! Jada starts her ballet class tomorrow, and she and I both can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2J6EnfT3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/kA6Udqs8yUY/s1600-h/Jessie+Ballet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2J6EnfT3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/kA6Udqs8yUY/s320/Jessie+Ballet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124403581782282098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-8672026984740822998?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/8672026984740822998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=8672026984740822998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8672026984740822998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/8672026984740822998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/10/shac-dance-work.html' title='SHAC dance &amp; work'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2J6EnfT3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/kA6Udqs8yUY/s72-c/Jessie+Ballet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4304781953958157218</id><published>2007-10-06T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:39.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Drive up Nachez Trace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conference weekend we decided to get out of the house and go for a drive. We drove up to Nachez Trace, which is a national park. It's beautiful! Not quite the the Utah Canyons, but definitely has it's own appeal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2Gx0nfT1I/AAAAAAAAATo/P0jnRChpwew/s1600-h/Nachez+Trace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2Gx0nfT1I/AAAAAAAAATo/P0jnRChpwew/s320/Nachez+Trace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124400141513477970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped for a little bit to walk around, and we saw this beautiful bike and a whole crowd of bikers gathered around. We walked up closer and asked if we could take a picture! The owner said that he was recently on a TV show where they custom build bikes. Pretty crazy, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2G6EnfT2I/AAAAAAAAATw/NDfYp8Mktgc/s1600-h/Motorcycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2G6EnfT2I/AAAAAAAAATw/NDfYp8Mktgc/s320/Motorcycle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124400283247398754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4304781953958157218?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4304781953958157218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4304781953958157218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4304781953958157218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4304781953958157218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-drive-up-nachez-trace.html' title='Sunday Drive up Nachez Trace'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2Gx0nfT1I/AAAAAAAAATo/P0jnRChpwew/s72-c/Nachez+Trace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-6862276640531976024</id><published>2007-10-06T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:39.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Ham Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every Year our little town puts on a Ham Fest.  Live music, tons of games for the kids, lots of food, and friends, and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2EnUnfTzI/AAAAAAAAATY/7CUKRAo5qXo/s1600-h/Ham+Fest+-+Pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2EnUnfTzI/AAAAAAAAATY/7CUKRAo5qXo/s320/Ham+Fest+-+Pumpkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124397762101595954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2EcEnfTyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/h8CQoAv9DJU/s1600-h/Ham+Fest+-+Bounce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2EcEnfTyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/h8CQoAv9DJU/s320/Ham+Fest+-+Bounce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124397568828067618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2ESknfTxI/AAAAAAAAATI/m4fdNL8UezA/s1600-h/Ham+Fest+-+Animals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2ESknfTxI/AAAAAAAAATI/m4fdNL8UezA/s320/Ham+Fest+-+Animals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124397405619310354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-6862276640531976024?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/6862276640531976024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=6862276640531976024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6862276640531976024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/6862276640531976024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/10/country-ham-fest.html' title='Country Ham Fest'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rx2EnUnfTzI/AAAAAAAAATY/7CUKRAo5qXo/s72-c/Ham+Fest+-+Pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-1234955908531058132</id><published>2007-10-02T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:41.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Jada Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is for all you Jada fans out there! These are some random pictures that were taken this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM0-EnfTlI/AAAAAAAAARo/7C0q-bHgMAo/s1600-h/Jada+with+flowers+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM0-EnfTlI/AAAAAAAAARo/7C0q-bHgMAo/s320/Jada+with+flowers+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116991842618920530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada helped me pick out the flowers and plant them this Spring. She was so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM1hUnfTmI/AAAAAAAAARw/9eJd-r2WSUY/s1600-h/Jada+with+flowers+in+dress+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM1hUnfTmI/AAAAAAAAARw/9eJd-r2WSUY/s320/Jada+with+flowers+in+dress+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116992448209309282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least one thing in this picture will stay beautiful all year round. (And it's definitely not the flowers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM2aknfTnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PMpBmNQoIOs/s1600-h/IMGP1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM2aknfTnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PMpBmNQoIOs/s320/IMGP1618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116993431756820082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We swam so much this summer. Jada was like a little fish, she just couldn't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwMvJ0nfTkI/AAAAAAAAARg/sKTT2KhPGEw/s1600-h/Jess%26Jada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwMvJ0nfTkI/AAAAAAAAARg/sKTT2KhPGEw/s320/Jess%26Jada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116985447412616770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shane took this picture one day after church on his cell phone. Gotta love technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM3nknfToI/AAAAAAAAASA/qhZztXVoeC8/s1600-h/easter+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM3nknfToI/AAAAAAAAASA/qhZztXVoeC8/s320/easter+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116994754606747266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada's Easter Picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM4yEnfTpI/AAAAAAAAASI/Fhz-0wWb4gU/s1600-h/IMGP1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM4yEnfTpI/AAAAAAAAASI/Fhz-0wWb4gU/s320/IMGP1611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116996034507001490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One night I was out on the porch enjoying the fresh air and chatting on the phone. Jada came out and joined me. She went back inside and got a blanket, then went in again, and got a pillow. And as I was chatting, she just lied down and went to sleep in her little bed she made. Precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM5_EnfTqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/A1Sp5XJoFK0/s1600-h/IMGP1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM5_EnfTqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/A1Sp5XJoFK0/s320/IMGP1615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116997357356928674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's another one of her passed out, asleep on the floor! You'd think she didn't have a bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM6nEnfTrI/AAAAAAAAASY/oWibo41qKqE/s1600-h/Jada+%26+Shane+Dancing+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM6nEnfTrI/AAAAAAAAASY/oWibo41qKqE/s320/Jada+%26+Shane+Dancing+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116998044551696050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Daughter dancing.&lt;br /&gt;I hope she inherits Shane's talent for dancing! Actually, believe it or not, one of her favorite shows is Dancing with the Stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM8J0nfTsI/AAAAAAAAASg/a77dwvYSFrU/s1600-h/Jada+and+Nanny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM8J0nfTsI/AAAAAAAAASg/a77dwvYSFrU/s320/Jada+and+Nanny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116999741063777986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada on the houseboat at Lake Powell with one of her favorite people. Nanny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM8pUnfTtI/AAAAAAAAASo/fZLitNqv-SY/s1600-h/Kyle+and+Jada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM8pUnfTtI/AAAAAAAAASo/fZLitNqv-SY/s320/Kyle+and+Jada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117000282229657298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She developed a close bond with her cousin Kyle at Lake Powell. He was so sweet to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM9K0nfTuI/AAAAAAAAASw/o77vwB-hN_s/s1600-h/Jada+on+boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM9K0nfTuI/AAAAAAAAASw/o77vwB-hN_s/s320/Jada+on+boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117000857755274978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Man, she's starting to look so grown up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM92EnfTvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_1vsZ6LeWpM/s1600-h/Jada+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM92EnfTvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_1vsZ6LeWpM/s320/Jada+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117001600784617202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture from our D.C. trip. I forgot to bring her stroller so I wheeled her around on this crazy contraption! I bought this chair that straps onto your carry-on bag. I'm such a sucker for new baby/kid contraptions! But it sure proved to be handy wheeling through the airport, and then through D.C.  We got a lot of people asking us where we got this thing.&lt;br /&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/6974826125928682204-1234955908531058132?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/1234955908531058132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=1234955908531058132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1234955908531058132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/1234955908531058132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-jada-pics.html' title='Random Jada Pics'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwM0-EnfTlI/AAAAAAAAARo/7C0q-bHgMAo/s72-c/Jada+with+flowers+07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-2888162626473811809</id><published>2007-10-02T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:41.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shane's Birthday Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shane thought his birthday was long over, but was it....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heck no! I had one more surprise in store. This is a picture of us on our way to Shane's surprise date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry52zkIT2HI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lLsLYzXjU08/s1600-h/Shane%27s+surprise+birthday+-+driving+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry52zkIT2HI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lLsLYzXjU08/s320/Shane%27s+surprise+birthday+-+driving+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129167653865511026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry5poUIT2FI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dNC0Ri3Xobw/s1600-h/Shane%27s+surprise+birthday+-+driving+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had no idea up until we got there.  I got some tickets to a Creedence Clearwater concert! They played at the Wild Horse Saloon, which is a local hot spot for new and upcoming bands, and occasionally they have big names. This venue is actually a restaurant with a stage in the center. So it's pretty cool, you can order dinner while you watch! If you come visit us in Nashville, this is one place we'll take you! Next month Styx is coming so you better hurry and get out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwL_60nfTjI/AAAAAAAAARY/L_aYk8kG4K8/s1600-h/Creedence+Clearwater+Revisited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RwL_60nfTjI/AAAAAAAAARY/L_aYk8kG4K8/s320/Creedence+Clearwater+Revisited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116933512668073522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was amazed at how awesome they sounded! How long have they been around? It was inspiring. I hope I'm still living it up and rocking out at that age! Gotta love the classics!! Here's a clip of CCR from the concert. I almost got kicked out for video taping! Hope the internet police don't come get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d431f66985f17e8a" 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://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd431f66985f17e8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32FA18E58161FC471A822B0BAD0FD05E127CBCAA.59F02BCE2FB27435B2E016AAD8D2E838CBFD600B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd431f66985f17e8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do6QBdxOR23XYY1JVH60xkiNhpn0&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://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd431f66985f17e8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32FA18E58161FC471A822B0BAD0FD05E127CBCAA.59F02BCE2FB27435B2E016AAD8D2E838CBFD600B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd431f66985f17e8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do6QBdxOR23XYY1JVH60xkiNhpn0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-2888162626473811809?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d431f66985f17e8a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/2888162626473811809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=2888162626473811809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2888162626473811809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/2888162626473811809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/10/shanes-birthday-part-2.html' title='Shane&apos;s Birthday Part 2'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Ry52zkIT2HI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lLsLYzXjU08/s72-c/Shane%27s+surprise+birthday+-+driving+07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-5381007466106831910</id><published>2007-09-25T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:45.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Our Lake Powell Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are some highlights from our Lake Powell Trip! It was crazy fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the houseboat we stayed on. We found a nice quiet cove and just played all week long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlLYNXAj5I/AAAAAAAAANY/F9R8OauIbUM/s1600-h/Houseboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlLYNXAj5I/AAAAAAAAANY/F9R8OauIbUM/s320/Houseboat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114201731131019154" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlM9NXAj7I/AAAAAAAAANo/ks-rEC8faH0/s1600-h/island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlM9NXAj7I/AAAAAAAAANo/ks-rEC8faH0/s320/island.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114203466297806770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlLYNXAj5I/AAAAAAAAANY/F9R8OauIbUM/s1600-h/Houseboat.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the jet skis and Grandpa's boat, we all were on the Lake pretty much all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlN1dXAj8I/AAAAAAAAANw/U-3Qs-ls6J4/s1600-h/Larry+%26+Sherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlN1dXAj8I/AAAAAAAAANw/U-3Qs-ls6J4/s320/Larry+%26+Sherry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114204432665448386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlP09XAj9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/L0h3OkJ8QHI/s1600-h/Tige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlP09XAj9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/L0h3OkJ8QHI/s320/Tige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114206623098769362" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other fun things we did were fishing, jumping off the side of the boat, going down the slide, swimming in the Lake, playing the Nintendo Wii, and just lounging in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlQztXAj-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/noBd1a0W4xI/s1600-h/Catfish+in+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlQztXAj-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/noBd1a0W4xI/s320/Catfish+in+window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114207701135560674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvkZDtXAjnI/AAAAAAAAALI/8fCVLYUeHS4/s1600-h/Slide+flip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvkZDtXAjnI/AAAAAAAAALI/8fCVLYUeHS4/s200/Slide+flip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114146403362311794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlRXNXAj_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/8-F_4oyCDw0/s1600-h/Dallin+sliding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlRXNXAj_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/8-F_4oyCDw0/s320/Dallin+sliding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114208311020916722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlRtNXAkAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tjFF4AqSqPY/s1600-h/Diving+and+Sliding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlRtNXAkAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tjFF4AqSqPY/s320/Diving+and+Sliding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114208688978038786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlSadXAkCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/U8BIGXOvXrQ/s1600-h/Jada+in+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlSadXAkCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/U8BIGXOvXrQ/s320/Jada+in+water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114209466367119394" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlXqtXAkMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/zTq8kCuBRG0/s1600-h/Nintendo+Wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlXqtXAkMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/zTq8kCuBRG0/s320/Nintendo+Wii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114215243098132674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlSwdXAkDI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LIZutgNRVUE/s1600-h/Jada+Miss+Hollywood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlSwdXAkDI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LIZutgNRVUE/s320/Jada+Miss+Hollywood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114209844324241458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had so much fun wake boarding, wake surfing, tubing, knee boarding and skiing!  I think after a week, we all became pretty good! (And very very sore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlT6tXAkFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KrWCFlEFNZQ/s1600-h/Wakeboard+air2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlT6tXAkFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KrWCFlEFNZQ/s320/Wakeboard+air2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114211119929528402" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlUKtXAkGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/634R8beiOc8/s1600-h/Wake+Surfing+Jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlUKtXAkGI/AAAAAAAAAPA/634R8beiOc8/s320/Wake+Surfing+Jess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114211394807435362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlUltXAkHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yvoXJWbmxEo/s1600-h/Wakeboard+air+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlUltXAkHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yvoXJWbmxEo/s320/Wakeboard+air+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114211858663903346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlmEtXAkTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/999Of6yWeKM/s1600-h/Jada+tubing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlmEtXAkTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/999Of6yWeKM/s320/Jada+tubing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114231082937520434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlVK9XAkII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/12t4WiCnvGY/s1600-h/Jada+tubing.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rvle_tXAkOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BpDazkfKJZY/s1600-h/Shane+surfing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rvle_tXAkOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BpDazkfKJZY/s320/Shane+surfing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114223300456780002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlVmNXAkJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/oK2Y_3ki_yQ/s1600-h/Shane+surfing.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlV8dXAkKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/SI-9Rdf-SeQ/s1600-h/Wakeboard+air.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlV8dXAkKI/AAAAAAAAAPg/SI-9Rdf-SeQ/s320/Wakeboard+air.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114213349017555106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlVmNXAkJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/oK2Y_3ki_yQ/s1600-h/Shane+surfing.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlXH9XAkLI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Sv7ovILOCdk/s1600-h/Jordan+skiing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlXH9XAkLI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Sv7ovILOCdk/s320/Jordan+skiing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114214646097678514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvkaTNXAjsI/AAAAAAAAALw/o0xZY8m_buU/s1600-h/Larry+%26+Sherry.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvkaGtXAjrI/AAAAAAAAALo/plL1pt0PYU0/s1600-h/Jada+in+water.jpg"&gt;            &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-5381007466106831910?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/5381007466106831910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=5381007466106831910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5381007466106831910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/5381007466106831910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/09/pictures-from-our-lake-powell-trip.html' title='Pictures from Our Lake Powell Trip'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlLYNXAj5I/AAAAAAAAANY/F9R8OauIbUM/s72-c/Houseboat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4497832457450404184</id><published>2007-09-24T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:46.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elise's First Day at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She's only been here 7 days and she's already, looked for, interviewed, and landed a job! Impressive! She has TONS of stuff to memorize for her new job. She has to memorize all the Aveda products plus all of the spa services they provide. So we made up some flash cards to help her memorize them. They are hilarious! We had a lot of laughs putting them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rvlh6tXAkPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D9esFxAkrxY/s1600-h/Elise+first+day+of+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rvlh6tXAkPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D9esFxAkrxY/s320/Elise+first+day+of+work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114226513092317426" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvliYdXAkQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/H5yxzQgBuQU/s1600-h/Flash+Cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvliYdXAkQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/H5yxzQgBuQU/s320/Flash+Cards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114227024193425666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rvlh6tXAkPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D9esFxAkrxY/s1600-h/Elise+first+day+of+work.jpg"&gt;        &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-4497832457450404184?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4497832457450404184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4497832457450404184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4497832457450404184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4497832457450404184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/09/elises-first-day-at-work.html' title='Elise&apos;s First Day at Work'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/Rvlh6tXAkPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D9esFxAkrxY/s72-c/Elise+first+day+of+work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3190503383380536861</id><published>2007-09-22T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:46.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elise's First Piece of Furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funniest thing Happened today. I went to get the mail, and a few doors down, I saw a beautiful oak piece of furniture with a sign sitting on their lawn. I was curious, so I walked over and I was shocked to see that it was free! I ran to the door and said I'd take it! Elise and Shane helped me bring it over and put it in Elise's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXPZdXAjYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VRrJ2futUWI/s1600-h/100_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXPZdXAjYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VRrJ2futUWI/s320/100_2081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113220988233878914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's beautiful. I can't believe it was free. It's solid hard wood and it fits perfectly in an empty spot in her room. I was wanting to get a bookcase for that spot... now I don't have to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXPMNXAjXI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sOEBc8KKBJA/s1600-h/100_2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXPMNXAjXI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sOEBc8KKBJA/s320/100_2083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113220760600612210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Funniest timing! The shipping truck with Elise's stuff unexpectedly came today! It came 3 days early. Great timing. Now she has plenty of space for her books and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXSGNXAjZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UXG8Qkoehz8/s1600-h/100_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXSGNXAjZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UXG8Qkoehz8/s320/100_2120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113223956056280466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-3190503383380536861?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3190503383380536861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3190503383380536861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3190503383380536861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3190503383380536861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/09/elises-first-piece-of-furniture.html' title='Elise&apos;s First Piece of Furniture'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXPZdXAjYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VRrJ2futUWI/s72-c/100_2081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-3905255711950681798</id><published>2007-09-22T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:47.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Bike Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went for a fun family bike/roller blade ride today. This little bike trail is right behind our house.  The thing I love about Tennessee is being able to not have to go too far to see beautiful trees and greenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlcT9XAkNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1EZtYm0mPBo/s1600-h/Saturday+Bike+Ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlcT9XAkNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1EZtYm0mPBo/s320/Saturday+Bike+Ride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114220349814247634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is sooo great! It's hard to believe just a few weeks ago it was in the 100's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvWxbtXAjUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jrCFl_XUoio/s1600-h/100_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvWxbtXAjUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jrCFl_XUoio/s320/100_2104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113188041539751234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta love Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvW2H9XAjWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ut7Ywnq_gsc/s1600-h/100_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvW2H9XAjWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ut7Ywnq_gsc/s320/100_2107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113193199795473762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada loves riding with her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvWvRNXAjSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KigkmgadYW8/s1600-h/100_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvWvRNXAjSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KigkmgadYW8/s320/100_2109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113185662127869218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My biker babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvnPbNXAkVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_xkXMDElFEU/s1600-h/Biker+Babe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvnPbNXAkVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_xkXMDElFEU/s320/Biker+Babe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114346918205493586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6974826125928682204-3905255711950681798?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/3905255711950681798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=3905255711950681798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3905255711950681798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/3905255711950681798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/09/saturday-bike-ride.html' title='Saturday Bike Ride'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvlcT9XAkNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1EZtYm0mPBo/s72-c/Saturday+Bike+Ride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-4307323751373824161</id><published>2007-09-21T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:47.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elise Gets a Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elise Gets a Job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvSGutXAjPI/AAAAAAAAAII/Xzw--Hw3WTo/s1600-h/Natural+Oasis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvSGutXAjPI/AAAAAAAAAII/Xzw--Hw3WTo/s320/Natural+Oasis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112859613980560626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvSHVNXAjQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9xAT-Zm3M9I/s1600-h/Elise+Makeup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvSHVNXAjQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9xAT-Zm3M9I/s320/Elise+Makeup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112860275405524226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elise has only been here for 5 days, and she already has a job! Go Elise! She got a job at an upscale salon/day spa as a receptionist and sales person. She's going to do awesome!&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/6974826125928682204-4307323751373824161?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/4307323751373824161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=4307323751373824161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4307323751373824161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/4307323751373824161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/09/elise-gets-job.html' title='Elise Gets a Job'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvSGutXAjPI/AAAAAAAAAII/Xzw--Hw3WTo/s72-c/Natural+Oasis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-483352064639447473</id><published>2007-09-21T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:49.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Shane!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 32!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXor9XAjfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/575d2tK1Wms/s1600-h/102_1982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXor9XAjfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/575d2tK1Wms/s320/102_1982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113248793852153330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Shane's birthday, we had his favorite cake... chocolate, layered with chocolate, with more layers of chocolate, and chocolate frosting! It is to die for... Jada helped with the candles... pink of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvX20NXAjiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L1UBXbrlbsY/s1600-h/Clark+Kent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvX20NXAjiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L1UBXbrlbsY/s320/Clark+Kent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113264328748863010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/OWNER%7E1.JES/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He got a season 6 of Smallville, our favorite show. We had a Smallville marathon pizza party! The new season starts next Thursday. I just realized Shane looks a little like Clark Kent. Maybe that's why I like the show so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXqbtXAjgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/83TgVYASvig/s1600-h/Birthday+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXqbtXAjgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/83TgVYASvig/s320/Birthday+Boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113250713702534658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Babe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6974826125928682204-483352064639447473?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/483352064639447473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=483352064639447473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/483352064639447473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/483352064639447473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-shane.html' title='Happy Birthday Shane!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvXor9XAjfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/575d2tK1Wms/s72-c/102_1982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-7812381280232401119</id><published>2007-09-18T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T17:42:16.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Powers Family Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Everyone! We're sorry for not having updated our website in ages.  We hope you enjoy our new pictures.  We plan to keep posting new pictures, so keep checking back to see the latest!&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/6974826125928682204-7812381280232401119?l=powers-fam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/feeds/7812381280232401119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6974826125928682204&amp;postID=7812381280232401119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7812381280232401119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6974826125928682204/posts/default/7812381280232401119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powers-fam.blogspot.com/2007/09/powers-family-adventures.html' title='Powers Family Adventures'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03516112293737472695</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6974826125928682204.post-998536641521475177</id><published>2007-09-17T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:57:52.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jada's Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada's 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvCxZlNKXbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PcJR2dwqdRE/s1600-h/100_1878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvCxZlNKXbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PcJR2dwqdRE/s320/100_1878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111780630107676082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We sure partied hard!  We danced, played, ate, sang! Hey... you're only 3 once, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvCtkVNKXXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hdMSoEIqn0A/s1600-h/100_1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvCtkVNKXXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hdMSoEIqn0A/s320/100_1824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111776416744758642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise did an awesome job on the streamers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHQcFNKX1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/St1mP14ndhQ/s1600-h/100_1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHQcFNKX1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/St1mP14ndhQ/s320/100_1825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112096232894521170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singing and being silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHK9lNKXzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/_Yg8IrvS1UQ/s1600-h/100_1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHK9lNKXzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/_Yg8IrvS1UQ/s200/100_1834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112090211350372146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHKPlNKXxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/m3ejkg-xmdQ/s1600-h/100_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHKPlNKXxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/m3ejkg-xmdQ/s200/100_1835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112089421076389650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHJulNKXwI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_WC7Et6X-X0/s1600-h/100_1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHJulNKXwI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_WC7Et6X-X0/s200/100_1838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112088854140706562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought up our ball pit and slide from downstairs and we had a blast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHNXVNKX0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/g3EVN9J1hUo/s1600-h/100_1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvHNXVNKX0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/g3EVN9J1hUo/s320/100_1855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112092852755259202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even mom had fun sliding into the balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvC2BlNKXhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Nm18kajcvu8/s1600-h/100_1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvC1rFNKXgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2J0Miwpaduk/s320/100_1873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111785328801897986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvC1rFNKXgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2J0Miwpaduk/s1600-h/100_1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This expression was too funny. She was waiting... waiting... waiting... for everyone to gather around so we could open presents. It's so tough being a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvC3a1NKXjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/E0SSiaHny5A/s1600-h/100_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvC3a1NKXjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/E0SSiaHny5A/s320/100_1889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111787248652279346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was Princess Jada for the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvCy41NKXdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2tSZmxfLEpQ/s1600-h/100_1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvCy41NKXdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2tSZmxfLEpQ/s320/100_1899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111782266490215890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to take her skating tomorrow! She loved her skates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvDBOFNKXlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NMU8dz9QVdg/s1600-h/100_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvDBOFNKXlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NMU8dz9QVdg/s320/100_1915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111798024725225042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a video of us Jamming to Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ec2150cf3515519d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec2150cf3515519d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D510AF5B09FD1A92E3A2A9E5D644D86E59A9C0F8.1E01FD4589B33321DB542F527A434F87F3863701%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec2150cf3515519d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dknp-hD0gIOBtCx9vAjG-rVY1A-s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec2150cf3515519d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D510AF5B09FD1A92E3A2A9E5D644D86E59A9C0F8.1E01FD4589B33321DB542F527A434F87F3863701%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec2150cf3515519d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dknp-hD0gIOBtCx9vAjG-rVY1A-s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this next clip doesn't make you laugh, I don't know what will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5d1e425715f89500" 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://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d1e425715f89500%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62A9A7D3BC80E848F5A2F8E9591171FB40FBD418.119513CF44B471985B620B93BC89EB4E48017CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d1e425715f89500%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGjqYXk1me8CfldZaBB5ivxjGi8E&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://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d1e425715f89500%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329982069%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62A9A7D3BC80E848F5A2F8E9591171FB40FBD418.119513CF44B471985B620B93BC89EB4E48017CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d1e425715f89500%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGjqYXk1me8CfldZaBB5ivxjGi8E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jada blowing out her candles. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvDOGVNKXnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VyHoX1cfbBk/s320/100_1810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111812185232399986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leaving for the airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvDPNlNKXoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Oh32ztPK8ec/s1600-h/100_1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvDPNlNKXoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Oh32ztPK8ec/s320/100_1822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111813409298079362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're going to have a blast hanging out while she's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7bNml4R7k/RvDK21NKXmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EZWirnZbzsM/s1600-h/Jess+and+Elise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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