<?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-4506530260093587036</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:36.098-07:00</updated><category term='sam'/><category term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Sunny Side</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>631</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7356424830149030509</id><published>2012-02-15T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T15:32:00.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>following through</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThpL5FNrClE/TzwuSwPkFOI/AAAAAAAACeA/EQe0FvqmjPo/s1600/8624_crumpled_white_paper_texture_by_melemel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThpL5FNrClE/TzwuSwPkFOI/AAAAAAAACeA/EQe0FvqmjPo/s640/8624_crumpled_white_paper_texture_by_melemel.jpg" width="640" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Social!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I went to Wyatt's teacher conference last week, I sat there with all of his teachers (6 of them) and the first thing out of their mouths was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;" I'm sure you're aware that Wyatt is a very popular kid"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That translates to me as....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wyatt likes to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;During football season Wyatt's grades slip a little bit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So this semester I told Wyatt if he misses any assignments I would be going to class with him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes that is exactly what I said and I should have known that meant I would be going to class with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This semester Wyatt has been doing much better except for in Spanish.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course it's the one subject I know nothing about and&amp;nbsp;I can't even speak the language.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But, a &lt;strike&gt;threat&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;promise is a promise and when I found out he was missing assignments I knew I was going to Jr High School again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8xUVtmL8xE/TzwucobJb4I/AAAAAAAACeI/eOYcTbhFjYg/s1600/wyatt+school2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8xUVtmL8xE/TzwucobJb4I/AAAAAAAACeI/eOYcTbhFjYg/s640/wyatt+school2.jpg" width="595" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I sat in the back of Wyatt's Spanish class and had the time of my life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok not really I was completely bored.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am hoping he knows I will do it again if I have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now enough about Wyatt, back to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As I sat in the back of his class, the teacher had country flags up on the wall with their names.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am proud to say that thanks to my 6th grade teacher Dr Prouse,&amp;nbsp; I was able to remember all of the capitals of all of the countries.&amp;nbsp; Yep every single one of them.&amp;nbsp; I think there was about 20.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't say I remember a lot about what I learned in all my years in school but I remember a lot about what I learned in the&amp;nbsp;6th grade.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-7356424830149030509?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7356424830149030509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7356424830149030509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7356424830149030509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7356424830149030509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/02/following-through.html' title='following through'/><author><name>Heather</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/-ThpL5FNrClE/TzwuSwPkFOI/AAAAAAAACeA/EQe0FvqmjPo/s72-c/8624_crumpled_white_paper_texture_by_melemel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4335909842094784360</id><published>2012-02-14T08:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T08:55:47.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ these people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS9d3zV_WZo/TzqAb3f5dEI/AAAAAAAACdg/QT7keaW6yjA/s1600/168101_1684771513673_1069191073_31893298_5185607_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS9d3zV_WZo/TzqAb3f5dEI/AAAAAAAACdg/QT7keaW6yjA/s640/168101_1684771513673_1069191073_31893298_5185607_n.jpg" width="592" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and I ♥ this guy too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXKfuSHLnQI/TzqBxrP6BTI/AAAAAAAACdo/p8iJ5KPUSjU/s1600/271169_2061623854746_1069191073_32365519_7567985_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXKfuSHLnQI/TzqBxrP6BTI/AAAAAAAACdo/p8iJ5KPUSjU/s640/271169_2061623854746_1069191073_32365519_7567985_n.jpg" width="370" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and now I have kids who ♥ other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(blahhhhh this makes me feel old)&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJu-Tcfa6D0/TzqCHv3NUUI/AAAAAAAACd4/2pEpx2q76KE/s1600/402107_343348625688931_100000413884243_1235442_1178255103_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJu-Tcfa6D0/TzqCHv3NUUI/AAAAAAAACd4/2pEpx2q76KE/s640/402107_343348625688931_100000413884243_1235442_1178255103_n.jpg" width="640" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;TJ and Kelsey&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCVwhjezsWY/TzqCFg235jI/AAAAAAAACdw/9ygJD169nwg/s1600/zach+sam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCVwhjezsWY/TzqCFg235jI/AAAAAAAACdw/9ygJD169nwg/s640/zach+sam.jpg" width="640" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and Zach&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4335909842094784360?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4335909842094784360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4335909842094784360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4335909842094784360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4335909842094784360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-these-people.html' title='I ♥ these people'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS9d3zV_WZo/TzqAb3f5dEI/AAAAAAAACdg/QT7keaW6yjA/s72-c/168101_1684771513673_1069191073_31893298_5185607_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8143495301398644759</id><published>2012-02-10T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T20:16:53.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>focus</title><content type='html'>It's not that I don't have anything I can blog about, but for some reason I can't stay focus and wrap my brain around writing anything this week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have alot of pictures to add and funny things that my kids do and creative things they have been doing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just have been being selfish and keeping them to myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not much in the sharing mood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have been trying to get things started for Mrs. Jessika"s 16th birthday party next week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She has been great about wanting to help out with any project I come up with to do for her party.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just hope we can get them all done.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Next week is going to fly by and I have sooooo much to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am accepting all help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another quick topic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with some friends this morning to see The Vow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Who knew a 9:40am show would be full but holy moly there were a lot of people there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What a nice movie to put out around Valentines.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ♥heart♥ Channing Tatum, I first saw him in Dear John and I was hooked.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I also like him in&amp;nbsp;The Eagle but that was a long movie, good movie but very long.&amp;nbsp; Anyways....&amp;nbsp; Hunka HUNKA.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn't know he would be clothless in this show, and as much as I should say they should have cut that part out to make it more appropriate I am just not going to say that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was just his backside.&amp;nbsp; I am not justifying it being in the movie but it was kinda funny hearing the gasp and giggles from all the ladies in the theater.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I like movies that are based on true stories.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8143495301398644759?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8143495301398644759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8143495301398644759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8143495301398644759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8143495301398644759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/02/focus.html' title='focus'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4077863963452918939</id><published>2012-02-02T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T15:29:43.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes they get it right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think they get it right when I agree with it, but if its something I don't want to believe I&amp;nbsp;am be the hugest sceptic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every once in a while I look at my horoscope.&amp;nbsp; I really believe it&amp;nbsp;is a bunch of crazy crap but fun to look at non the less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Looking at my horoscope today it says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daily Horoscope: February 2, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sure, it's sudden, but it's not like it hasn't been coming for a long time. You've thought about getting away. You're ready for it. You only need to do one more thing: Forget to pack the guilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today it got it right.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am getting away.&amp;nbsp; Not for long.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not sitting on a beach with a fruity drink in my hand, but I am getting away.&amp;nbsp; I was invited by my friend whom I have known since the 3rd grade to go on a business trip with her to Texas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is just a few days but it will be fun to spend time with her.&amp;nbsp; She is alot of fun and we always have things to talk about.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am sure I will have plenty to tell when I get back.&amp;nbsp; Not going for a few weeks but looking forward to it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I always feel guilty for leaving my family but Thayne will be home with the kids so it makes it easier then leaving them alone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now to just get a trip planned for my kids and we will be set.&amp;nbsp; We keep asking the kids where they want to go and we always get " I don't know".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last week they mentioned New York which I think would be fun to visit, but who knows Florida was mentioned too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As far as I'm concerned I am just excited to get out of the house for a little while.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe my horoscope will be just as exciting tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4077863963452918939?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4077863963452918939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4077863963452918939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4077863963452918939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4077863963452918939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/02/sometimes-they-get-it-right.html' title='sometimes they get it right'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8347966450594203966</id><published>2012-01-28T17:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:42:31.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neon now and then</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Neon colors were a big thing when I was younger.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bright yellow, florescent greens and ohhh the pink.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The only thing that made the bright colors better was the big hair.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oh wait before I write anymore about the colors I wore along time ago, I have to tell you the coolest thing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found Binaca in the store last night and had to buy it to show my kids.&amp;nbsp; Remember Binaca?&amp;nbsp; The breath spray that was popular in the 80's, well it's back people and I was so excited because it brought back memories.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok so anyways I was saying I wore bright colors.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; See this&amp;nbsp; picture.&amp;nbsp; I wore bright green spandex shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zxtCMM7swj0/TySTHkvK-NI/AAAAAAAACdA/MA6vlCbW9-k/s1600/me+and+tiff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="530" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zxtCMM7swj0/TySTHkvK-NI/AAAAAAAACdA/MA6vlCbW9-k/s640/me+and+tiff.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;how many of you can say you have a picture with a headband, fanny pack, walkman and scrunchy socks all in the same picture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Good times I tell ya.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fast forward alot of years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't think I need to put the number of years, you get the idea it was forever ago just by looking at the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JX9V3l5p_bc/TySTPvty4pI/AAAAAAAACdI/9Yyz9S-7c80/s1600/IMG_0009_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JX9V3l5p_bc/TySTPvty4pI/AAAAAAAACdI/9Yyz9S-7c80/s640/IMG_0009_edited-1.jpg" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was TJ today at his pole vaulting meet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was just not sure what to think when I saw him in bright green shorts.&amp;nbsp; I was glad he wears what he wants and doesn't care what anyone thinks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He certainly has his own style and I had this small happy dance going on inside me because the bright colors are coming back.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not that I will wear them again but so fun for my kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now if I had legs that looked that good I wouldn't have worn jean shorts over my bright green shorts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-8347966450594203966?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8347966450594203966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8347966450594203966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8347966450594203966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8347966450594203966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/neon-now-and-then.html' title='Neon now and then'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zxtCMM7swj0/TySTHkvK-NI/AAAAAAAACdA/MA6vlCbW9-k/s72-c/me+and+tiff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5546817611394192016</id><published>2012-01-27T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:23:05.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It takes a missing 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone in my family has and iphone, except.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been dragging my feet to get one because my blackberry is my third arm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hate having to learn how to use a new phone.&amp;nbsp; I have an itouch, an inano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(which I love to use when I run),&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;an Ipad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Thayne won it but I call it "ours") &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so I didn't see the need to have to switch to an iphone.&amp;nbsp; I know the iphone has way better apps which really is important to a game playing girl like myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It wasn't until I lost the "0" button on my blackberry that I have decided to switch over.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then when I saw the whole "Siri" thing on Thaynes iphone &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(which my kids don't have on theirs) &lt;/span&gt;did I start thinking I may want an iphone.&amp;nbsp; Siri and I could be really good friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I haven't switched yet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I still have my 3rd arm and holding on til it's last dying breath.&amp;nbsp; For now I cannot call any phone number that has an "0" unless it is already in my contacts.&amp;nbsp; The sad thing is my voicemail password has an "0" so I can only get my voicemails from another phone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ya think that would make&amp;nbsp;me change to an iphone faster but I just figure soon the it will happen and I will have a proper send off for my blackberry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can do this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Change is not fun, but sometimes it takes a missing "0" to realize it's time to move on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5546817611394192016?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5546817611394192016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5546817611394192016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5546817611394192016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5546817611394192016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-takes-missing-0.html' title='It takes a missing 0'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1918117234785543497</id><published>2012-01-25T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:06:36.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my accomplishments</title><content type='html'>This is seriously what most people call an accomplishment of wasting time, but it really takes skill (not really) to get my highest score yet on Bejeweled Blitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;902,750&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I'm not bragging, I am just putting it out there that I have successfully been in first place almost (except 3 weeks) every week last year.&amp;nbsp; Yep, I have probably wasted to many hours then I want to admit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am not giving it up, it is relaxing to me but since scores don't reset until next Tuesday I am safe to move on to reading or cleaning for the rest of the week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1918117234785543497?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1918117234785543497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1918117234785543497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1918117234785543497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1918117234785543497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-accomplishments.html' title='my accomplishments'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-398621249100146939</id><published>2012-01-23T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:19:33.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjmc0SNUMP0/Tx1_Xzf-44I/AAAAAAAACc4/4A1Y3_w9Mos/s1600/405691_10150511738116247_262842176246_9055284_1143928460_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjmc0SNUMP0/Tx1_Xzf-44I/AAAAAAAACc4/4A1Y3_w9Mos/s400/405691_10150511738116247_262842176246_9055284_1143928460_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-398621249100146939?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/398621249100146939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=398621249100146939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/398621249100146939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/398621249100146939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-inspiration.html' title='Monday inspiration'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjmc0SNUMP0/Tx1_Xzf-44I/AAAAAAAACc4/4A1Y3_w9Mos/s72-c/405691_10150511738116247_262842176246_9055284_1143928460_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-2894754610947362130</id><published>2012-01-22T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:04:09.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the day of rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today I was able to enjoy a 4 hour nap with Thayne.&amp;nbsp; I remember when my kids were little we would have to take a quick nap when our kids would nap after church.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We would sleep until we heard the little chatter of the kids and even though we didn't want to get up we knew we had to.&amp;nbsp; We would then say, "I can't wait until our kids are older and we can sleep as long as we want".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We reached that goal along time ago but today I thought back to&amp;nbsp;what it was like to have a timed nap and I appreciated my 4 hour nap&amp;nbsp;a little bit more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-2894754610947362130?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2894754610947362130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=2894754610947362130&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2894754610947362130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2894754610947362130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-is.html' title='Sunday is....'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-9168752755158417660</id><published>2012-01-18T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:59:23.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not giving up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a great starter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can start anything once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;BUT.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;if I get bored I am really good at stopping what I started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So here it is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-I realized I am not a runner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-I don't enjoy it at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-I have already lost my big toe nail from doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; (seriously ugly toe now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-I am bored with the songs on my running list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-it is causing my shoulder to tweak again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-I don't like cold and that is the best time to run when it is dark and cold &lt;/span&gt;(I don't like running when people I know will see me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Why I am not quitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- for some reason even though I don't enjoy running, I enjoy the feeling of accomplishment when I get home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;getting up early and being able to run&amp;nbsp;and watch the sunrise is quite glorious.&amp;nbsp; Some days I wished I took a camera because it is so pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- I know at my age I need to be staying active &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- it gets my butt out of bed even when I try to talk myself out of going, my body starts moving before my brain realizes it's already out the door.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- I can do other physical things during the day without getting tired.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My endurance is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- even though I don't run far I enjoy seeing when I run a faster mile then the time before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I have yet to quit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am probably not doing London's Run at the end of the month.&amp;nbsp; I am still not confident enough to do that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A family in our ward is doing a run for their kids in February so I may try that one, not for sure though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't have a goal to run a marathon, I just have a goal to not quit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I may not run far or fast but I am going to keep running.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The toe nail thing better be a one time deal because I like having pretty pedicures and I really like wearing open toe shoes.&amp;nbsp; I am planning to start taking a gym class on my non running days to help strengthen muscle.&amp;nbsp; Seriously people, getting old is not bad as long as you keep moving.&amp;nbsp; Ok it's not great getting old but you don't have a choice so try to enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; Do the best you can and then know you have plastic surgery as a perk if you need it, in moderation of course.&amp;nbsp; Perks are always nice I think. Ü&amp;nbsp; Just do the hard part first, then it's ok to reward yourself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Running hard and losing a toe nail is a good reason to go buy a cute pair of closed toe shoes.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell the toe nail thing is bothering me.&amp;nbsp; Seriously ugly it is!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-9168752755158417660?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/9168752755158417660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=9168752755158417660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/9168752755158417660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/9168752755158417660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-giving-up.html' title='not giving up'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-817044265371182013</id><published>2012-01-17T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:21:49.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 + 8 = 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dang it when I forget to take pictures of a fun weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;This last weekend&amp;nbsp;we had our favorite family come stay with us for 3 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H93UI2gqqBk/TxYLBFnxYhI/AAAAAAAACco/TytP4PJz9Hk/s1600/kaye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H93UI2gqqBk/TxYLBFnxYhI/AAAAAAAACco/TytP4PJz9Hk/s640/kaye.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Wyatt was in heaven having 6 boys to hang out with.&amp;nbsp; For once the girls were out numbered in the house.&amp;nbsp; They came out for a wedding and we invited them to stay with us.&amp;nbsp; Well actually Sam sent Kaye a message saying she didn't have a choice she had to stay with us.&amp;nbsp; We were even brave enough to let all the kids stay home while we had a date night and went to &lt;a href="http://www.jesterzimprov.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Jester'z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XQ0iswZwQmw/TxYM6CWivFI/AAAAAAAACcw/4774mHgAoic/s1600/cuillards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XQ0iswZwQmw/TxYM6CWivFI/AAAAAAAACcw/4774mHgAoic/s640/cuillards.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;It was a fun weekend.&amp;nbsp; I think my girls had just as much fun with the boys as Wyatt did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We even had a quick mall trip with the girls.&amp;nbsp; Of course it goes without saying that Thayne and Scott had fun together, since they have a bromance going on.&amp;nbsp; We were sad to see them leave and can't wait until they come back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-817044265371182013?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/817044265371182013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=817044265371182013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/817044265371182013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/817044265371182013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-8-13.html' title='5 + 8 = 13'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H93UI2gqqBk/TxYLBFnxYhI/AAAAAAAACco/TytP4PJz9Hk/s72-c/kaye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7038970948242922498</id><published>2012-01-11T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T06:43:20.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what makes a mom happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have you heard that saying, "a mom is happy when her kids are happy"?&amp;nbsp; It is true, I am always happy when I see my kids happy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Like tonight when I was at Evening of Excellence with Jessika and all the young women got up to sing.&amp;nbsp; The young women all looked so nice and cute and reverent up there singing, and then there was my cute little bug up there singing and making extremely happy and silly faces the whole time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To some it may have been annoying but I was happy just knowing she was there and knowing she didn't want to sing but she got up there anyways and made it fun for herself.&amp;nbsp; I did mouth a few times stop it, but I winked and blew her kisses too and had a good laugh.&amp;nbsp; She is herself and that's what I love about her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But, what made me the happiest as a mom tonight is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;having a son who has lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;yes 2 expensive and horrible to sew patches on scout uniforms and has gone months without wearing one because I refuse to buy another and sew patches again, (phew that's a mouth full) walk up to me after scouts and hand me his lost scout uniform in one piece.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I cannot even count how many times I had checked the lost and found, asked scout leaders over and over if they found it and searched the house for that shirt and I came up with nothing.&amp;nbsp; Did I mention his name was on the&amp;nbsp; tag of the shirt?&amp;nbsp; All of that didn't matter anymore when I saw that baby walk across the gym towards me and land in my little hands.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn't have to drive an hour to buy a new one, I didn't have to sew patches on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My waiting it out paid off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and that my friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;is what makes a mom happy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-7038970948242922498?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7038970948242922498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7038970948242922498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7038970948242922498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7038970948242922498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-makes-mom-happy.html' title='what makes a mom happy'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-2727355105181942024</id><published>2012-01-06T17:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T18:58:06.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lack of communication?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I first became a mom I heard a story about a mom who got frustrated because she kept telling her kids to stop jumping on the furniture and the kids&amp;nbsp;wouldn't stop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She continued to do this and continued to get frustrated until one of the kids asked, "what is furniture"?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There have been several times as I have raised my kids that I have gotten frustrated only to think to myself, "I wonder if they understand what I am telling them"?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HOWEVER, I do not think that was the case today when I asked Wyatt to clean his room and I found him doing this instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmh9T0zlZiA/TweMHsRYj6I/AAAAAAAACcU/TGW546bbOzQ/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmh9T0zlZiA/TweMHsRYj6I/AAAAAAAACcU/TGW546bbOzQ/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am thinking that by the age of 13 he knows this is not his room and this is not cleaning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am proud to say I stuck to one of my mom rules and took pictures before I got mad.&amp;nbsp; Phew..... I easily could have blown that one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This last weekend I was talking with my brother Travis and he was saying how some kids just learn better with flash cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Soooooo......... I came up with these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rmhfYnzA0g/TweU3HZql2I/AAAAAAAACcc/pDn40mGL_CM/s1600/index+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rmhfYnzA0g/TweU3HZql2I/AAAAAAAACcc/pDn40mGL_CM/s640/index+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I seriously think my brother is brilliant!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-2727355105181942024?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2727355105181942024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=2727355105181942024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2727355105181942024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2727355105181942024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/lack-of-communication.html' title='lack of communication?'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmh9T0zlZiA/TweMHsRYj6I/AAAAAAAACcU/TGW546bbOzQ/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-581002944906871527</id><published>2012-01-04T12:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:28:25.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another year older</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There are just going to be things in life that are hard to accept, and the fact that my dad just turned 70 is one of them.&amp;nbsp; Wowza how did he get to be 70 already.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to miss this big day of his, so my family headed to Logan for a quick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(one day quick) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;visit to be with him on his birthday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not sure I would drive so far for one day again, but it was worth it to be there with him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Since alot of the family was going to be there for the day, we were able to have two of my nieces baptized that morning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a day full of family time and it was nice to see everyone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONPmQWk0bU4/TwShmSSRhWI/AAAAAAAACbw/K0QjAr4Q7QY/s1600/collage+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONPmQWk0bU4/TwShmSSRhWI/AAAAAAAACbw/K0QjAr4Q7QY/s640/collage+1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jess and Wyatt with Papa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8y6MZ3eoDiM/TwShnhrIFqI/AAAAAAAACb4/3JONTyTGwio/s1600/collage+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8y6MZ3eoDiM/TwShnhrIFqI/AAAAAAAACb4/3JONTyTGwio/s640/collage+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys love to hanging out with Papa.&lt;br /&gt;Those who know Jess and Papa, can't you just imagine what they are talking about.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bg2UB0J860A/TwSj6WyZavI/AAAAAAAACcM/DYDhUgppENA/s1600/collage+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bg2UB0J860A/TwSj6WyZavI/AAAAAAAACcM/DYDhUgppENA/s640/collage+4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam, Kyle and Aly&lt;br /&gt;Aly and Sam&lt;br /&gt;All kids at the cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;(Aly gets credit for these pics, I stole them from her)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crhqQFkZXt8/TwShoc5uxCI/AAAAAAAACcA/HsVkpviwF6Q/s1600/collage+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crhqQFkZXt8/TwShoc5uxCI/AAAAAAAACcA/HsVkpviwF6Q/s640/collage+3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alot of Dance 3 going on all day.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon and I .&lt;br /&gt;Papa's cousins, Marie and Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fun times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Adam there is a YouTube video of Shannon, Jen, Madie and I doing Dance 3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I am not nice enough to put the link because it is soooooo bad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-581002944906871527?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/581002944906871527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=581002944906871527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/581002944906871527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/581002944906871527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-year-older.html' title='another year older'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONPmQWk0bU4/TwShmSSRhWI/AAAAAAAACbw/K0QjAr4Q7QY/s72-c/collage+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-6184396595099504446</id><published>2012-01-02T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:59:24.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another number</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUTb5Y3_LYM/TwJsXG3agfI/AAAAAAAACbk/0ELdQBFq_YY/s1600/Always-Believe-That-Something-Wonderful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUTb5Y3_LYM/TwJsXG3agfI/AAAAAAAACbk/0ELdQBFq_YY/s640/Always-Believe-That-Something-Wonderful.jpg" width="625" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy 2012!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Let's hope this year is a good one.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No matter what happens I am going to make the best of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know there is always laughs, and now a days there is always some crying, some new goals and old problems.&amp;nbsp; I can only change me and that is the plan for 2012.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't think a new year is a new beginning, I think everyday is a new beginning.&amp;nbsp; The good thing about that is I don't have to judge a whole year by one crappy day or one crappy week, because I know there will be some of those.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Every day is a new day and every year is a time to reflect on how you handled those days and decide if you can do better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So here is to doing better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-6184396595099504446?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6184396595099504446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=6184396595099504446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6184396595099504446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6184396595099504446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-another-number.html' title='Just another number'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUTb5Y3_LYM/TwJsXG3agfI/AAAAAAAACbk/0ELdQBFq_YY/s72-c/Always-Believe-That-Something-Wonderful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4214944397364721507</id><published>2011-12-28T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T19:31:16.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas pj's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2011 Christmas Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5aKzv3mEN34/TvvQxdbVPVI/AAAAAAAACbM/BK5fUsOfZqA/s1600/pjs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5aKzv3mEN34/TvvQxdbVPVI/AAAAAAAACbM/BK5fUsOfZqA/s640/pjs.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4214944397364721507?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4214944397364721507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4214944397364721507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4214944397364721507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4214944397364721507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-pjs.html' title='Christmas pj&apos;s'/><author><name>Heather</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/-5aKzv3mEN34/TvvQxdbVPVI/AAAAAAAACbM/BK5fUsOfZqA/s72-c/pjs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3229808748500839751</id><published>2011-12-26T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:15:28.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and time still flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It just seems like the days just go by so fast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So much going on and yet I don't take the time to blog about any of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This week I shall add pictures and sum up the last week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With a quick post I will just say the Harris' had a nice Christmas and enjoyed another holiday with all of our kids home.&amp;nbsp; New Years is coming and we will be heading up to Logan for a quick trip, I will blog more about that later.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am ready for a new year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't think changing years changes challenges or problems, but it does help me and remind me that I can always make changes to better myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Unlike many people I do not think the world is coming to an end next year, so I will make plans for the year and add another number to my age and most likely collect more wrinkles and try to embrace it and enjoy every second of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whatever the new year brings I am going to make the best of it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3229808748500839751?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3229808748500839751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3229808748500839751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3229808748500839751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3229808748500839751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-time-still-flies.html' title='and time still flies'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1593020679504697436</id><published>2011-12-20T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T16:37:08.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>t.e.e.n.s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OH BOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e8e5bDR5HlM/TvDfGjDQQVI/AAAAAAAACao/VpKTEOHdos8/s1600/IMG_9780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e8e5bDR5HlM/TvDfGjDQQVI/AAAAAAAACao/VpKTEOHdos8/s640/IMG_9780.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;is&amp;nbsp;13 YEARS OLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I have 4 teenagers now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My youngest and most favorite "youngest son"&amp;nbsp;turned 13 last Sunday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To think I could get so lucky having 4 easy kids.&amp;nbsp; They all have moments but seriously I was blessed with 4 easy and great kids.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course, Wyatt being the youngest has been labeled by the older kids as "MOM's FAVORITE".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;Who wouldn't be favorite when all I hear out of his mouth is "mom do you need any help"?&amp;nbsp; That right there makes you have favorite status.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(because it's his birthday we are overlooking the part of him being the messiest kid).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;Because he is so easy going his sisters have always talked him into doing anything with them.&amp;nbsp; He has painted his nails with them, danced with them, plays silly jokes, used to play dress up with them, and now will let them dress him up so they can practice photography and he just goes&amp;nbsp;right along with whatever they can talk him into.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(seriously any girl who marries him will be sooooo lucky, well as long as she can clean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIu53o2OOFQ/TvDZyQXYN2I/AAAAAAAACag/XIHVFpQiYKo/s1600/wyatt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIu53o2OOFQ/TvDZyQXYN2I/AAAAAAAACag/XIHVFpQiYKo/s640/wyatt.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;girls put him in suspenders and glasses and it's photo shoot time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When we take him out to eat we always ask what he wants to eat or where he wants to go and he always answers "i don't care".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I really don't know if he cares or if he is just being nice letting us pick which we don't do anymore we make him pick.&amp;nbsp; He will eat anything or at least try anything once.&amp;nbsp; That part he does not get from me, most definitely gets it from his dad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is a human vacuum but eats bird size portions.&amp;nbsp; He snacks on meals all day long.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just love this boy and can't believe how time has gone by so fast.&amp;nbsp; So until next year when I wish him a happy 14th birthday looking up at him since he is growing so fast, I am going to enjoy my 13 year old who is still my little boy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2SjsG3WIta0/TvDglhnC0LI/AAAAAAAACaw/hoc6Ikx4e1Q/s1600/IMG_9787.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2SjsG3WIta0/TvDglhnC0LI/AAAAAAAACaw/hoc6Ikx4e1Q/s640/IMG_9787.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thayne made the cake, I made the topper.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YntTbQgLD58/TvDgnBtRFxI/AAAAAAAACa4/PCYiv-ZWrhc/s1600/IMG_9793.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="616" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YntTbQgLD58/TvDgnBtRFxI/AAAAAAAACa4/PCYiv-ZWrhc/s640/IMG_9793.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDzRC8RMaa8/TvDgqOiOLKI/AAAAAAAACbA/SYR4VqrphmE/s1600/IMG_9795.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDzRC8RMaa8/TvDgqOiOLKI/AAAAAAAACbA/SYR4VqrphmE/s640/IMG_9795.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1593020679504697436?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1593020679504697436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1593020679504697436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1593020679504697436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1593020679504697436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/12/teens.html' title='t.e.e.n.s'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e8e5bDR5HlM/TvDfGjDQQVI/AAAAAAAACao/VpKTEOHdos8/s72-c/IMG_9780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-6273830605579601765</id><published>2011-12-14T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:07:16.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls fish too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is so fun to me when I am looking through old pictures and no matter what, I have some pictures that make me laugh every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJYxhD5bvrs/TulT4LWQtwI/AAAAAAAACaU/Ss2_wYKzEtM/s1600/sam+aly+worm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="446" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJYxhD5bvrs/TulT4LWQtwI/AAAAAAAACaU/Ss2_wYKzEtM/s640/sam+aly+worm.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What I find so funny is of course the faces they are making.&amp;nbsp; Sam's red tongue and Aly's pointy tongue.&amp;nbsp; My most favorite part is the fact that they are trying to put a worm on a hook with "press on nails".&amp;nbsp; Such girls!&amp;nbsp; They make me so proud.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&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/4506530260093587036-6273830605579601765?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6273830605579601765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=6273830605579601765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6273830605579601765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6273830605579601765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls-fish-too.html' title='girls fish too'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJYxhD5bvrs/TulT4LWQtwI/AAAAAAAACaU/Ss2_wYKzEtM/s72-c/sam+aly+worm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1932649557131672127</id><published>2011-12-12T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:19:58.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and practice has started</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-av3cO7LBMFE/TuZFgGhiWfI/AAAAAAAACaM/N8c9pO0krhM/s1600/tj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-av3cO7LBMFE/TuZFgGhiWfI/AAAAAAAACaM/N8c9pO0krhM/s640/tj.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can't complain about 16'6" for practice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-1932649557131672127?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1932649557131672127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1932649557131672127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1932649557131672127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1932649557131672127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-practice-has-started.html' title='and practice has started'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-av3cO7LBMFE/TuZFgGhiWfI/AAAAAAAACaM/N8c9pO0krhM/s72-c/tj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3495474966126809208</id><published>2011-12-08T13:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T13:44:11.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 celery sticks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A mom being as creative as she can to make every crumb of food in the house stretch to feed her family.&amp;nbsp; 2 eggs to feed a family of 4 for breakfast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not one morsel going to waste.&amp;nbsp; They were hungry all the time, never enough to fill their bellies.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The mom open the trash one day to throw something away and saw 3 celery sticks in the trash.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She was upset that someone was wasting 3 celery sticks.&amp;nbsp; That may not seem like a big deal to most, but to her it could not go to waste when they were always hungry.&amp;nbsp; She took the celery out of the trash and washed it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** This was a Dr Oz episode I watched this week.&amp;nbsp; You may have seen it too. *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Another mom cleaning the kitchen walked to the trash to throw some paper away when she sees half of a breakfast burrito in the trash.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On a normal day she would be bugged at the waste and roll her eyes, but nope not today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The 3 sticks of celery flashed in her mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The thought of a family somewhere who would be thrilled to have a half of a burrito to feed their kids breakfast before they left for school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seeing cereal bowls with milk still left in the bowl just sitting on the counter, and the thought of the kids who had almost no milk in their cereal because there was not enough milk in the house and they would be without milk for 4 days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This mom heard her husbands voice in her mind from just this last Sunday saying "we waste too much food".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This mom has had a eye opening.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When my little burrito tosser (i'm not mentioning names)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaYpDMjJyHc/TuEeVVZTrHI/AAAAAAAACaE/0tJIg5CHu4o/s1600/jess+baby.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaYpDMjJyHc/TuEeVVZTrHI/AAAAAAAACaE/0tJIg5CHu4o/s640/jess+baby.bmp" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;came home from school I asked her why it was thrown away.&amp;nbsp; She said that they were leaving for school and she didn't have time to eat it all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I said then put it in a bag and freeze it for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; She said "oh that's a good idea".&amp;nbsp; I invited her into my room so we could sit and watch the Dr. Oz show together and she could see how some families are living with so little food.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think she learned a lesson.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This family just might do a better job at eating left overs and only making what we will eat.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This morning after making Wyatt an omelet for breakfast, he ate breakfast and then headed for the shower.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I started cleaning the kitchen again and looked to see if I had another &lt;strike&gt;victim&lt;/strike&gt; kid who was going to get to watch Dr Oz with me again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He threw nothing away.&amp;nbsp; He ate the whole thing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This mom smiled to herself and was happy that her hungry boy was fed and didn't waste. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 celery sticks was all it took to make this mom want to try harder to teach her kids to be thankful for what they have.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3495474966126809208?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3495474966126809208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3495474966126809208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3495474966126809208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3495474966126809208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-celery-sticks.html' title='3 celery sticks'/><author><name>Heather</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/-MaYpDMjJyHc/TuEeVVZTrHI/AAAAAAAACaE/0tJIg5CHu4o/s72-c/jess+baby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4341623403122931786</id><published>2011-12-06T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:44:42.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Semi-Formal 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The week before the dance the girls made matching shirts for them and their dates to wear for their day date that they planned for the morning of the dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ujG8FfTT-o/Tt5tFsfPmGI/AAAAAAAACZc/UWgMsX2eIcs/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ujG8FfTT-o/Tt5tFsfPmGI/AAAAAAAACZc/UWgMsX2eIcs/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not sure exactly what they did for their day date but it was some kind of scavenger hunt and then back to one of their friends house for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAx9hJENqlc/Tt5poNxtp7I/AAAAAAAACZM/NvBWPkv7DTI/s1600/376479_2464512010081_1170684201_32175384_1471162874_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAx9hJENqlc/Tt5poNxtp7I/AAAAAAAACZM/NvBWPkv7DTI/s640/376479_2464512010081_1170684201_32175384_1471162874_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPzD5LayJx4/Tt5pq5-fIaI/AAAAAAAACZU/BY-NVbrJdmM/s1600/386541_2464506569945_1170684201_32175380_550534141_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPzD5LayJx4/Tt5pq5-fIaI/AAAAAAAACZU/BY-NVbrJdmM/s640/386541_2464506569945_1170684201_32175380_550534141_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am just gonna say this before you see the pictures we took right before the dance.&amp;nbsp; They decided to take their pictures outside and all I can say is it was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cooold and Fareeeezing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKdUSzi-eYU/Tt5uTm_C1-I/AAAAAAAACZk/2fpVQx4v4yQ/s1600/IMG_1672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="510" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKdUSzi-eYU/Tt5uTm_C1-I/AAAAAAAACZk/2fpVQx4v4yQ/s640/IMG_1672.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lByg9TN8mkc/Tt5ubFqSaMI/AAAAAAAACZs/FbVjvSC4qis/s1600/IMG_1679bwarm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lByg9TN8mkc/Tt5ubFqSaMI/AAAAAAAACZs/FbVjvSC4qis/s640/IMG_1679bwarm.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PX8KcGa4wGQ/Tt5ued6UrnI/AAAAAAAACZ0/rwGkN0aSfug/s1600/381618_2458713945133_1170684201_32173626_319399544_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can't tell but those girls were jittery they were so cold.&amp;nbsp; They kept throwing on jackets in between pictures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Those of us taking pictures were standing in the rain.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They headed off to dinner at Baci (yum) and then to the dance were they had a fun time, then to one of the other girls homes for hot chocolate and donuts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Long day, but a good time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4341623403122931786?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4341623403122931786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4341623403122931786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4341623403122931786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4341623403122931786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/12/winter-semi-formal-2011.html' title='Winter Semi-Formal 2011'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ujG8FfTT-o/Tt5tFsfPmGI/AAAAAAAACZc/UWgMsX2eIcs/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1796371892687463507</id><published>2011-11-29T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:07:01.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Always Thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;when I have all my kids home together under one roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They never seem to change.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They love having fun together and Wyatt loves having TJ home so he is not the only boy in the house.﻿&amp;nbsp; Another nice Thanksgiving this year with our family all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fbni9Cee59M/TtVI6vKirEI/AAAAAAAACY4/qq641KiAPZg/s1600/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="452" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fbni9Cee59M/TtVI6vKirEI/AAAAAAAACY4/qq641KiAPZg/s640/kids.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVB5-rWcDCM/TtF4dXgnZkI/AAAAAAAACYw/MI_I--mIFtw/s1600/paper.bmp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVB5-rWcDCM/TtF4dXgnZkI/AAAAAAAACYw/MI_I--mIFtw/s640/paper.bmp.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the saying I put up in TJ's room and even though he has moved out, it is still up on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Several months ago before I had started my running routine, Thayne and I went for a hike up in the San Tan mountains.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To be honest it was a struggle for me.&amp;nbsp; I was completely out of shape and what made it harder was&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;with "speed hiker" Thayne.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I could only go halfway and was completely out of breath.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we got to the part that was steep, I said "heck no" I can't do it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So we didn't and finished our easy fun hike without going up the hardest part of the mountain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last night I asked Thayne if he wanted to hike again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was convinced that after running for almost a month I would be able to do much better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We decided to get up at 6am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We actually got up at 7:30am because it was too dark at 6 and because we were slugs and couldn't get out of bed that early.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wyatt and his friend Carlos wanted to go with us, so the the 4 of us went.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a bit chilly when we started but a perfect beautiful day for a hike.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I left with thought that I was gonna make it to the top.&amp;nbsp; When we got to the first spot (yes there was more than one) that last time I thought I was going to die, I was completely fine and feeling great this time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So we kept going.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I did make a few quick breathers but I kept hiking without thinking I was gonna quit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we got to the bottom of the steep part of the hill I was determined to hike to the top.&amp;nbsp; Even if it meant going slow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was feeling great but not sure how long that would last after I started up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am happy to say I didn't give up and I made it to the top.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wyatt and Carlos went up a different mountain and so Thayne and I stood at the top of our mountain, ok it was more of&amp;nbsp;a hill, and watched Wyatt climb to the top of their hill.&amp;nbsp; Carlos gave up about 3/4 of the way, but I was so proud to see Wyatt not stop and keep on going until he got to the very top.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After that first hike I went on, I thought I was just old and would never make it to the top.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now I know I was just out of shape and as long as I keep going I can do anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have already decided to do another hike.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today's hike was 3 miles.&amp;nbsp; Our next hike we have mapped out is about 7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not a big hike for some people, but for me it is something bigger to strive for and accomplish.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Running has been great for me.&amp;nbsp; I have to say I don't always finish something especially if it means doing it in the cold.&amp;nbsp; I am determined to finish my running program, I go every other day whether it is cold or not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Running has me more motivated to accomplish things I never wanted to do before.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't say I love running but I love how I feel when I am done.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So I am not going to give up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gonna keep running and going to hike to the next tallest peek.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if I can't do it the first time, I am not going to give up.&amp;nbsp; There is always a second and third time to do it, just as long as I keep trying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-6565617217001100520?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6565617217001100520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=6565617217001100520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6565617217001100520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6565617217001100520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-way-up.html' title='All the way up.'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVB5-rWcDCM/TtF4dXgnZkI/AAAAAAAACYw/MI_I--mIFtw/s72-c/paper.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4582022786815811413</id><published>2011-11-22T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T18:20:59.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at the K</title><content type='html'>&lt;sam from="" in="" school="" walks=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MOM, the truck is out of gas.&amp;nbsp; I guess you will have to take me to school tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heading to bed last night completely set on taking the girls to school in the morning when I &lt;br /&gt;decided to grab the keys to the "silver bullet" (name of the truck) and head to Circle K to get gas&lt;br /&gt;for the girls to drive themselves to school in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the key and the first thing I hear playing LOUD in the cd player is Justin Beiber Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Deciding to try to be cool or to some people uncool I drove all alone to Circle K listening to Justin Beiber&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I pulled into the parking lot of Circle K there were 5 sheriff cars in the parking lot talking to a guy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am thinking something big must be going down, but I needed gas so I pulled right up to a pump.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** OK now try to visualize ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull up in Thaynes big silver truck.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I (me an old lady) get out of the big silver truck with Justin Beiber Christmas blaring on the radio.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I look over and see&amp;nbsp;all the sheriff's and the guy in question looking at me, and all at once they all smiled.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not the smiles of "hey baby how's it goin", it was a smile of&amp;nbsp; "what is wrong with this picture".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny stuff I tell ya.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm sure they got a good laugh, I know I did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4582022786815811413?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4582022786815811413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4582022786815811413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4582022786815811413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4582022786815811413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-at-k.html' title='Night at the K'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7775053279466196622</id><published>2011-11-17T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:16:07.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update on my last post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooooo, I have some great news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wait, I mean......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have some great news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I took Samantha shopping for a winter formal dress, which most definitely isn't the good news cuz we didn't find anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The good news is that while we were driving Samantha asked me if I was going to throw her a graduation party and I said &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;YES﻿,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;butttttttttt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;only if I can do a table with purple (one of her schools colors) tulle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She said yes and I said, well then of course I will throw you a party.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Christmas is over this lady is going shopping for purple tulle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;******Happy Dance******&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-7775053279466196622?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7775053279466196622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7775053279466196622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7775053279466196622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7775053279466196622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/update-on-my-last-post.html' title='update on my last post'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-169842770709775503</id><published>2011-11-16T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:30:10.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP! Reverse!  I wanna go back for one day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PpM4Sto_gS4/TsPPXXT4wlI/AAAAAAAACYE/yLORr2LmnTg/s1600/jess+and+sam2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PpM4Sto_gS4/TsPPXXT4wlI/AAAAAAAACYE/yLORr2LmnTg/s640/jess+and+sam2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Awwww I remember them at this age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Now they are growing up and have their own ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h8msBg6i8pk/TsPPZ5Z89CI/AAAAAAAACYM/k1bb7znM6uc/s1600/jess+and+sam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h8msBg6i8pk/TsPPZ5Z89CI/AAAAAAAACYM/k1bb7znM6uc/s640/jess+and+sam.jpg" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wonder if........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;just for one day they let me throw them a party that looked like this......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8n4euzSkL4/TsPQounJuKI/AAAAAAAACYc/S_YBm7B2xJo/s1600/party+tutu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8n4euzSkL4/TsPQounJuKI/AAAAAAAACYc/S_YBm7B2xJo/s640/party+tutu.jpg" width="506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://party.tipjunkie.com/tutu-table-skirt/"&gt;http://party.tipjunkie.com/tutu-table-skirt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;or this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oh6nX1yxacw/TsPRJK_inQI/AAAAAAAACYk/pRePSD-He1c/s1600/sugar-and-spice-birthday-party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oh6nX1yxacw/TsPRJK_inQI/AAAAAAAACYk/pRePSD-He1c/s640/sugar-and-spice-birthday-party.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://party.tipjunkie.com/sugar-and-spice-birthday-party/"&gt;http://party.tipjunkie.com/sugar-and-spice-birthday-party/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thayne promised the kids a big bonfire party soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They just have to pick the date and we will have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am thinking I can come up with something clever so I can make a cute tutu table that will fit in with a bonfire theme.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If only I could go back for one day when I could give my idea and not be the "old fashion" mom with dumb ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did look for winter formal dresses online for Sam and she loved my first choice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shocking I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am just loving all the pinks, tutu's, frilly, puffy, sparkly things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe Wyatt would...... no I'm sure he won't want a party like that either.&amp;nbsp;Hahahaha&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Bummmer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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Reverse!  I wanna go back for one day.'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PpM4Sto_gS4/TsPPXXT4wlI/AAAAAAAACYE/yLORr2LmnTg/s72-c/jess+and+sam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5066536701932957455</id><published>2011-11-09T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:09:44.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas give aways.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry I didn't see this sooner, I haven't been blog hopping for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tip Junkie is having their 12 days of Christmas giveaways.&amp;nbsp; Some items are already closed but they still have some you can try to win and they will be adding more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All you have to do to enter to win is leave a comment for the post of the item you want to win.&amp;nbsp; Very easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://tipjunkie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Tip Junkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and you will see it on the home page.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5066536701932957455?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5066536701932957455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5066536701932957455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5066536701932957455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5066536701932957455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-give-aways.html' title='Christmas give aways.'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5770080240595620807</id><published>2011-11-09T13:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:52:51.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simple reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfOu6h7968Q/TrroDtcFasI/AAAAAAAACXI/m0cV3gPTQRg/s1600/293043790_Z0Xw6LZI_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfOu6h7968Q/TrroDtcFasI/AAAAAAAACXI/m0cV3gPTQRg/s640/293043790_Z0Xw6LZI_c.jpg" width="576" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5770080240595620807?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5770080240595620807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5770080240595620807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5770080240595620807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5770080240595620807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/simple-reminder.html' title='simple reminder'/><author><name>Heather</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/-wfOu6h7968Q/TrroDtcFasI/AAAAAAAACXI/m0cV3gPTQRg/s72-c/293043790_Z0Xw6LZI_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1450312586238519496</id><published>2011-11-07T21:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:29:08.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam is so "hoppy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Winter Formal this year is "girls ask the guys".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sam had a few obstacles that came her way when she was figuring &lt;br /&gt;out who to ask and how to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She thought she had it all figured out, &lt;br /&gt;but once you open your mouth some friends steal your ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blah!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Girls are so dumb sometimes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we came up with a new idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She decided to ask the same guy she asked last year.&amp;nbsp; They are great friends and have alot of fun together, not to mention that they look so stinkin cute together and he treats her really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So plan B...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sam went a bought a baby chick.&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xEQ2YR7hDmw/Tris9IwhqXI/AAAAAAAACWo/FtbJKACaR-g/s1600/389084_2353601091233_1586364006_2333412_136717232_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xEQ2YR7hDmw/Tris9IwhqXI/AAAAAAAACWo/FtbJKACaR-g/s640/389084_2353601091233_1586364006_2333412_136717232_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;she actually got 2, and so we are stuck with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wasn't home when she took it over, but she put the chick in a box and made a poster board that said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"this chick wants to go to the winter formal with you".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She had her name on the little food bowl so he knew who it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was a little nervous and a little prepared for something coming back in a box that needed to be fed, and was thinking he may find a way to return the baby chick to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nope not so lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight the door bell rang.&amp;nbsp; I opened the door to see this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3RbtPm8JH8/TritCNl1GqI/AAAAAAAACWw/_DALX1woXPg/s1600/IMG_0763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="624" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3RbtPm8JH8/TritCNl1GqI/AAAAAAAACWw/_DALX1woXPg/s640/IMG_0763.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My first thought was that I was so glad that horse wasn't real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PHEWWW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sam was already asleep so I woke her up so she could go to the door to see what she got.&amp;nbsp; I never noticed the sign said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"HOPPY" not "HAPPY".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sam opened the box to find this cute lil thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YhVHpVpTKo/TritFygvlXI/AAAAAAAACW4/dPQ40py-frk/s1600/IMG_0768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YhVHpVpTKo/TritFygvlXI/AAAAAAAACW4/dPQ40py-frk/s640/IMG_0768.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cute, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_MjgBML8J8/TritJvttB0I/AAAAAAAACXA/DVhRnwXItlo/s1600/IMG_0770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_MjgBML8J8/TritJvttB0I/AAAAAAAACXA/DVhRnwXItlo/s640/IMG_0770.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight he sleeps in Sam's room and it didn't take her more than 10 minutes to be back in bed asleep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Winter formal = one chick and one rabbit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And to think we were down to just one cow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1450312586238519496?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1450312586238519496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1450312586238519496&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1450312586238519496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1450312586238519496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/sam-is-so-hoppy.html' title='Sam is so &quot;hoppy&quot;'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xEQ2YR7hDmw/Tris9IwhqXI/AAAAAAAACWo/FtbJKACaR-g/s72-c/389084_2353601091233_1586364006_2333412_136717232_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-6548678937878656674</id><published>2011-11-07T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:59:08.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>embarrased?  nope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even when Thayne and I try to embarrass our kids, it rarely works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thayne did manage to embarrass Sam and I last Friday night.&amp;nbsp; We went to the high school football game and it was super windy.&amp;nbsp; Thayne decided to wear his clear plastic safety goggles to protect his eyes from the wind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sam and I pretended we didn't know him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jess and Wyatt didn't seem to care that he wore them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't embarrass easy, but plastic safety goggles to the kids High School will do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one kid that never ever seems to be embarrassed by us is TJ.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has always been affectionate with us even in public and never cares what his friends think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we would show up at his Jr High school to talk to a teacher, he would always walk up to us and give us a hug and a kiss right in front of his friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, Thayne and I decided to drive to Paradise Valley to visit TJ at college to watch his pole vaulting practice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never worried that he wouldn't want us to be there with his friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we walked towards the field TJ left his friends and girl friend and walked right over to us and gave us a hug and a kiss.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were the only parents there watching and I said to Thayne "do you think the other kids think it's weird we are here watching"?&amp;nbsp; All I know is TJ liked us there and kept walking over to spend time with us when he wasn't waiting to jump.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even in college it is ok to have your parents hanging around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was fun to see him jumping again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They just started jumping today for the first time this season.&amp;nbsp; TJ is doing good and we are hoping for a good pole vaulting year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't wait until the beginning of the year for his meets to start.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TJ's coach told him that some Division 1 colleges have been calling and asking about him and we would love to see him move on to a 4 year college with a pole vaulting scholarship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pole vaulting got him to go to college, now let's hope it will keep him there for a few more years. Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQeXZ4rpSD8/TriZQVG0QwI/AAAAAAAACWQ/MWEEUcOwHYI/s1600/IMG_0612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQeXZ4rpSD8/TriZQVG0QwI/AAAAAAAACWQ/MWEEUcOwHYI/s640/IMG_0612.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePia93pVP5k/TriZjgCPy3I/AAAAAAAACWY/pSG3G7KGnPo/s1600/IMG_0656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePia93pVP5k/TriZjgCPy3I/AAAAAAAACWY/pSG3G7KGnPo/s640/IMG_0656.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-6548678937878656674?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6548678937878656674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=6548678937878656674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6548678937878656674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6548678937878656674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/embarrased-nope.html' title='embarrased?  nope'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQeXZ4rpSD8/TriZQVG0QwI/AAAAAAAACWQ/MWEEUcOwHYI/s72-c/IMG_0612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1879501048485960961</id><published>2011-11-03T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:55:40.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does every month have to have a theme?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just because it's Thanksgiving this month does it have to be a whole month of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I am thankful for..."﻿.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but why does it have to be overly done in November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving is a day.&amp;nbsp; Be extra thankful that day and then be thankful everyday of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so glad I have friends and family who have alot to be grateful for, that makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So since it is the month to be thankful, here is my list for the month......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will save my list for Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have not been very good at seeing my blessing as much as I should.&amp;nbsp; Some days I see them more then other days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some days I have to look for them, and some days the blessings have to smack me right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;between the eyes to see that they are there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, making a list for everyone to see is not my plan for this month.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am going to just take each day and look at the blessing I have and everyday add a new one to my mental list.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have a feeling some days will be easier than others and that's ok.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hard days I will just be grateful that I can go to sleep and know I will wake up to a new&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;day to look for all the great blessings I have. Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKzOJzDnBe8/TrK5ao1lMrI/AAAAAAAACWI/MafwfSX2odU/s1600/thankful2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKzOJzDnBe8/TrK5ao1lMrI/AAAAAAAACWI/MafwfSX2odU/s640/thankful2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1879501048485960961?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1879501048485960961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1879501048485960961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1879501048485960961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1879501048485960961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/11/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKzOJzDnBe8/TrK5ao1lMrI/AAAAAAAACWI/MafwfSX2odU/s72-c/thankful2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8621877025271313060</id><published>2011-10-31T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:37:36.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my latest pet peeve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it is a huge surprise that I have a pet peeve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some things just get to me more then others.&amp;nbsp; Now I have a new one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you ready for it?﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is nothing more annoying then online recipes with comments that rave about how FABULOUS, or BEST I'VE EVER HAD, or YOU HAVE TO TRY THIS ONE, and my favorite is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BETTER THAN MY GRANDMAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that means to me is, NOTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every recipe I have tried that says those things are nasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be honest most of them are quick and easy recipes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am just sticking to the old fashion hard recipes because they just&amp;nbsp;taste better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't care about low fat, no taste, nasty shmasty stuff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like one I tried was....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OK before I tell ya I know this one just looked bad but I tried it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok it said, "just take a box cake mix and add one can of pumpkin for the best ever pumpkin cake or cupcakes".&amp;nbsp; If you have seen this online, don't try it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is sticky and no taste.&amp;nbsp; Just don't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trust me I tried it and lucky for me I had teenage boys at my house to eat them, and they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only ate them because they eat anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my pet peeve is stupid dumb reviews on recipes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did however try a recipe that a friend of mine found online and she tried it first and said it was yummy, so then I tried it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I made it last night for dinner.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was yummy and Thayne said he liked it, and Wyatt ate it and liked it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My girls made fun of it from the time it hit the table,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but that is completely normal for them so we don't count their opinion.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you wondering what it was I made?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made Spicy Mandarin Orange Chicken.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend Jen got the recipe &lt;a href="http://tastykitchen.com/recipes/main-courses/spicy-mandarin-orange-chicken/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me just add that I am not a good cook at all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I do have my standard good recipes and I am really trying to&amp;nbsp;get better, but darn is it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;frustrating when I try&amp;nbsp;a recipe and it just isn't a good one.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have I mentioned that it is almost fudge making season again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and I know how to make good fudge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I will even be nice a post my recipe on here this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all I know it is on the back of some box somewhere, but I got it from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thayne's grandma so to me it is a family recipe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8621877025271313060?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8621877025271313060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8621877025271313060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8621877025271313060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8621877025271313060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-latest-pet-peeve.html' title='my latest pet peeve'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5307535429097874760</id><published>2011-10-31T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:07:16.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The best part of Halloween this year is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;NO COSTUMES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My kids think they are to old.&amp;nbsp; Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Luckily the ward trunk or treat was Saturday night at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;exact same time as Wyatt's football game, so no need for costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We did manage to carve pumpkins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sO50EButNmQ/Tq8LJlIOCiI/AAAAAAAACV0/2k5Z2JV-3VI/s1600/collage+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sO50EButNmQ/Tq8LJlIOCiI/AAAAAAAACV0/2k5Z2JV-3VI/s640/collage+1.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt's friend Carlos was over so we &lt;strike&gt;invited&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; forced him to carve pumpkins with us.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We also made caramel apples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mostly because Jessika has wanted to eat one since she got her braces off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She wouldn't let me take a picture of her eating it though.&amp;nbsp; Whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXw64kZvo7s/Tq8LSjQHvvI/AAAAAAAACWA/xmsVqRL8zY4/s1600/collage+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXw64kZvo7s/Tq8LSjQHvvI/AAAAAAAACWA/xmsVqRL8zY4/s640/collage+2.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every Halloween we go up to my sisters for the kids to hang out and trick or treat together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think this year they will just be hanging out because of the "they think they're too old" to trick or treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We don't get trick or treaters in my neighborhood so it is always more fun taking the kids to be with cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One more holiday crossed off the list for this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5307535429097874760?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5307535429097874760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5307535429097874760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5307535429097874760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5307535429097874760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sO50EButNmQ/Tq8LJlIOCiI/AAAAAAAACV0/2k5Z2JV-3VI/s72-c/collage+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7675373258176361375</id><published>2011-10-25T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:53:37.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C25K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Week 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week I started the running program Couch to 5K.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thinking it was a fabulous idea to get me active again and maybe back into shape.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well at least a better shape then I am in now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How did week one go?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am just gonna put it out there....... IT SUCKED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is&amp;nbsp;a great program and so easy to follow, but I hated it and realized how bad off I was that I didn't want to finish the first day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I went back and did a second day and did a little better but still hated it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was going down and running&amp;nbsp;at the Jr High school track and seriously how boring is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Week 2 (today) I decided to start with day one of the program again because let's face it I was not ready for week 2 yet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My girls left for school at 6am and as soon as they left I grabbed my itouch and ran out the door.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This time running in my neighborhood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I started down the driveway all I could see was the most glorious sunrise ever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The sky was this beautiful red with light grey clouds scattered perfectly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That was all I needed to make me think that 6am is the best time to get out and run.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What I really wanted to do is just go back in the house and grab my camera and go&amp;nbsp;out and take pictures of the sunrise, but then I knew I would not finish my run later.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I kept going and going and going.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do you know what I love?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love colors.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not just any colors or not any one particular color.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love seeing things in nature and just thinking that color just makes it beautiful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Like the vibrant red sunrise,&amp;nbsp; or the rich green of new grass (green is my favorite), or the burnt orange of fall flowers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Love it all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think when things are the perfect color I feel at peace, but if they are the wrong color it drives me nuts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I guess it's true that color sets a mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, back to my running.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I did it!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I did day one with no problem.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn't struggle and I am not planning on giving it up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am supposed to go every other day, so I will try again on Thursday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't quit.&amp;nbsp; I must keep going.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sam wants me to run in the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Londons Run﻿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;with her in January and I am thinking of doing the 10K and the thought of that makes me scared.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever I am running and after a minute think I am going to die, this is what comes to my mind....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“By small and simple things are great things brought to pass”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/37.6?lang=eng#5"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alma 37:6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I know I can do this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel better after I run.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel happier and more motivated to do other things.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I focus more on positive things and I know it is only helping me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look forward to posting about my 10K in January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not promising pictures, but you will for sure here about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="epigraph" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to try Couch to 5K you can find it&lt;a href="http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or on your apps with your iproducts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-7675373258176361375?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7675373258176361375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7675373258176361375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7675373258176361375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7675373258176361375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/c25k.html' title='C25K'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-6965147120579301715</id><published>2011-10-24T13:36:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:40:13.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping in boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year for youth conference our stake decided to combine with other faiths in our area, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and create a cardboard city.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was to make the kids aware of homeless in the area and see &lt;br /&gt;how they live and what their needs really are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This was way different then what I remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;youth conference to be, but it was something my girls were willing to do and make it fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each youth was to decorate their own box that they would sleep in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The majority of the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just showed up with a box not decorated, which was NO FUN and at the same time brilliant.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could have saved so much time and saved our grass the girls painted and even part of the &lt;br /&gt;driveway and sidewalk that got speckled with paint.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;However, I am glad they put some &lt;br /&gt;effort into painting their boxes because I think it got them in the mood to go and have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVjVOKCsxg0/TqXKBq-BiBI/AAAAAAAACUg/R5gQJkpJZMw/s1600/making+boxes+collage.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVjVOKCsxg0/TqXKBq-BiBI/AAAAAAAACUg/R5gQJkpJZMw/s640/making+boxes+collage.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course they had activities that night and they all slept in their boxes at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For dinner they went through a soup line which they all said was gross, but I bet if they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;were really homeless and hungry they would have loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiUMKhJ6ZMI/TqXKUtXSzkI/AAAAAAAACUo/X3YETU7UFZM/s1600/cardboard+city.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiUMKhJ6ZMI/TqXKUtXSzkI/AAAAAAAACUo/X3YETU7UFZM/s640/cardboard+city.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next night they had classes and a dance, because what is a youth conference without a dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday night was the fireside and dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Youth Conferences are not all the same.&amp;nbsp; Some are super duper fun stuff and others are more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of a learning experience.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is what you make of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe you can have fun doing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;anything, and even if it's sleeping in a park in a cardboard box you can have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-6965147120579301715?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6965147120579301715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=6965147120579301715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6965147120579301715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6965147120579301715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/sleeping-in-boxes.html' title='sleeping in boxes'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVjVOKCsxg0/TqXKBq-BiBI/AAAAAAAACUg/R5gQJkpJZMw/s72-c/making+boxes+collage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1524178352262616646</id><published>2011-10-18T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:56:04.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a good supporter..... well kinda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can sit and watch my kids play any sport.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I enjoy every bit of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(well unless it rains, I don't enjoy watching in the rain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Right now we are still watching football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bK50uTrbQws/Tp3iL-ZlLEI/AAAAAAAACUE/1J6HJyx44jI/s1600/IMG_9768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="558" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bK50uTrbQws/Tp3iL-ZlLEI/AAAAAAAACUE/1J6HJyx44jI/s640/IMG_9768.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Showing team spirit is important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is my shirt I wear for support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTaqwKG2LvA/Tp3mOsgO21I/AAAAAAAACUM/jVh29H4tCmY/s1600/my+shirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTaqwKG2LvA/Tp3mOsgO21I/AAAAAAAACUM/jVh29H4tCmY/s400/my+shirt.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;However, after going to Saturdays game I realized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;that I need to step up my game and buy myself some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eagle wings or something, cuz this is what the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;moms are bringing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-worKayGfBzk/Tp3mqz57ofI/AAAAAAAACUU/TUt8x-LTWuE/s1600/viking+mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-worKayGfBzk/Tp3mqz57ofI/AAAAAAAACUU/TUt8x-LTWuE/s640/viking+mom.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What was I thinking when I went with a bling t-shirt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I should have gone with the wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Duhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1524178352262616646?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1524178352262616646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1524178352262616646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1524178352262616646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1524178352262616646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-good-supporter-well-kinda.html' title='I&apos;m a good supporter..... well kinda.'/><author><name>Heather</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/-bK50uTrbQws/Tp3iL-ZlLEI/AAAAAAAACUE/1J6HJyx44jI/s72-c/IMG_9768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1359511132340863019</id><published>2011-10-18T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:21:24.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Your last few days of fall break and you get to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;your dad clean the garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDkNOE4Je2A/Tp3eoM_Co9I/AAAAAAAACT0/Zr4Lg5lj2Vs/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDkNOE4Je2A/Tp3eoM_Co9I/AAAAAAAACT0/Zr4Lg5lj2Vs/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and while cleaning starting your very own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;collection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;of scorpions with your dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdnHxjWW9jg/Tp3fHMYcLPI/AAAAAAAACT8/VxWC2G_IelA/s1600/IMG_1591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdnHxjWW9jg/Tp3fHMYcLPI/AAAAAAAACT8/VxWC2G_IelA/s640/IMG_1591.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;shouldn't there be fish in that thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was told there is 4 or 5 scorpions in there but when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I took a peek I only saw one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So either someone can't count, or 3 got away, or the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;big one got hungry and ate the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All I know is this is not my idea of a pet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1359511132340863019?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1359511132340863019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1359511132340863019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1359511132340863019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1359511132340863019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/pet-city.html' title='Pet City'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDkNOE4Je2A/Tp3eoM_Co9I/AAAAAAAACT0/Zr4Lg5lj2Vs/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3825012387619657744</id><published>2011-10-13T17:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T17:21:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jess and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh how I love this girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nqpv8syhUA0/Tpd8lL3aLhI/AAAAAAAACTE/Guta0wmIQO8/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="454" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nqpv8syhUA0/Tpd8lL3aLhI/AAAAAAAACTE/Guta0wmIQO8/s640/Untitled-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She always makes me laugh even when she isn't trying to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love her sarcasm, her honest opinion, and her witty humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't like going to the MVD with her 3 times to have her fail her permit test for her drivers license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;uggggggggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;However hanging out with her afterwards is quite fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With TJ at college, and Sam and Wyatt spending the night with their cousins, I had Jessika all to myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday after her 2nd attempt and 2nd fail, we headed to the new El Rico's Dos for lunch.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then took Jess shopping to buy a men's dress shirt for Jess to make a skirt out of.&amp;nbsp; Then to Yogurt Jungle because who doesn't need chocolate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To finish off our day we headed to see "The Help" because Jess has wanted to see it and I wanted to see it again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ah5ogrBUZY/Tpd-D9T7eLI/AAAAAAAACTU/pm3vaQuLTzw/s1600/jess+movies+10-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ah5ogrBUZY/Tpd-D9T7eLI/AAAAAAAACTU/pm3vaQuLTzw/s640/jess+movies+10-11.jpg" width="608" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today we headed off to the MVD again hoping for a better outcome then yesterday, only to get another fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;blahhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We did get lunch again and then headed to the grocery store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After 2 fun days together and she said she wasn't sick of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now that is Success!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just because you fail doesn't mean you can't make fun memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3825012387619657744?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3825012387619657744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3825012387619657744&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3825012387619657744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3825012387619657744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/jess-and-i.html' title='Jess and I'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nqpv8syhUA0/Tpd8lL3aLhI/AAAAAAAACTE/Guta0wmIQO8/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-316876898836824953</id><published>2011-10-10T22:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:48:59.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>always fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's always fun when family comes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When there is a hint that family may be coming to visit from out of town, my kids start texting cousins right away to make plans when they are here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The adults just chat briefly on the phone making no plans except saying&amp;nbsp;we are all free and will figure something out when everyone is here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It always seems to work out that way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and we always seem to have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This last weekend we had a fun visit from Ethan and Shannon and their 4 really missed kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We all have kids spending the night at each others&amp;nbsp;homes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We (the parents)&amp;nbsp;are lucky enough to have kids old enough that they figure out where they will be staying, we just provide the roof and the food and the kids provide the fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I scored with just having&amp;nbsp;Wyatt, and his 2 cousins spend the night at my house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The stayed up late and woke up early.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They wanted to go on an early morning hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6Mo0l5y8Bk/TpPQKeQVsCI/AAAAAAAACSU/rsRuhz4qmUk/s1600/IMG_0329a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6Mo0l5y8Bk/TpPQKeQVsCI/AAAAAAAACSU/rsRuhz4qmUk/s400/IMG_0329a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Cold pizza in hand and they went off to explore the San Tan mountains.&amp;nbsp; When Thayne and I picked them up a few hours later, we got a show and tell.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get pictures, but when Wyatt opened his backpack we got a nice surprise.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A tarantula!&amp;nbsp; You are probably thinking what I was thinking...&lt;br /&gt;"they caught the sucker and brought it home?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;Why yes they did.&amp;nbsp;Wyatt got home and put it in an empty aquarium and was happy to have a new pet.&amp;nbsp; Only it died the next day.&amp;nbsp; I think someone (wyatt) needs to learn how to keep them as a pet before he tries it again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;PHEWWWWWW!&amp;nbsp; Glad the lil guy is gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;What is more fun than having family visit then to take a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Football Break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlEk2uerwZc/TpPUFCJ0qeI/AAAAAAAACSs/bh2qhT8qRZE/s1600/fb2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="516" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlEk2uerwZc/TpPUFCJ0qeI/AAAAAAAACSs/bh2qhT8qRZE/s640/fb2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and the family tagged along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxJVbycGSGo/TpPUXhwdrlI/AAAAAAAACS0/zetZ1fra5Ds/s1600/football+game.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxJVbycGSGo/TpPUXhwdrlI/AAAAAAAACS0/zetZ1fra5Ds/s640/football+game.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congrats to the Eagles on a fall break win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Playing with only 16 boys makes for tired football players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Teenagers headed for a party and a dance.&amp;nbsp; (no pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Little kids stayed home to play and watch movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now my favorite part is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The adults went to dinner and ice cream!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Yy8J3WQkGI/TpPVjFt247I/AAAAAAAACS8/lRwocnqVXDI/s1600/group+at+dinner+picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Yy8J3WQkGI/TpPVjFt247I/AAAAAAAACS8/lRwocnqVXDI/s640/group+at+dinner+picnik.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it's funny that Rachel asked the owner of the restaurant to stand on a chair to take our pics because it looks better.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fun family weekend and&amp;nbsp;always sad to see them go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-316876898836824953?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/316876898836824953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=316876898836824953&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/316876898836824953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/316876898836824953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/always-fun.html' title='always fun'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6Mo0l5y8Bk/TpPQKeQVsCI/AAAAAAAACSU/rsRuhz4qmUk/s72-c/IMG_0329a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-803229491228133963</id><published>2011-10-03T21:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:46:56.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roloing into Fall Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Apparently cupcakes are the rage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who knew they would be such a huge deal when they have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;been around what seems like forever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't think I like the cupcake, but I most certainly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;♥ the frosting.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is the only reason to eat a cupcake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In fact what I normally do is break off the bottom part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;of the cupcake and just eat the top part with the frosting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So when I say I wanted to make cupcakes it's not for the cupcake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it is because I want to make the big honkin dollip of frosting on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have never frosted a cupcake with a frosting bag and fancy tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I use what every normal mother in America uses..... a butter knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well today I wanted to try.&amp;nbsp; I was given a rolo cupcake recipe from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;one of Jessika's friends mom's.&amp;nbsp; You can find it here if you wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;try making it too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://amyscott.squarespace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is my attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KxvXf5TU91Q/ToqIoisyUII/AAAAAAAACSQ/5TdaeNaN2oc/s1600/cupcakea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KxvXf5TU91Q/ToqIoisyUII/AAAAAAAACSQ/5TdaeNaN2oc/s400/cupcakea.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know&amp;nbsp;I need to practice to make them look cuter because that's why I want to make them is to make cute&amp;nbsp;yummy frosting on&amp;nbsp;top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now, for this rolo recipe all I can say is.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Saaaweeeeeet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I couldn't eat the whole thing it was very sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but the kids ate them and we even took some to friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What you can't see is there is a rolo you put in the cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;before you cook it so it's like a secret surprise when you eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am not sure if I liked the rolo inside, I think next time I may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;try without it and just put one rolo on top.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am thinking my next attempt will have to have some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cinnamon in the frosting.&amp;nbsp; Something to make it feel like fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe a pumpkin something or other.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh ya and I am going to buy a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;humongous &lt;/span&gt;tip for frosting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think that will make it look better.&amp;nbsp; Ü&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thayne has always told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only as good as your tools", &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so I think that makes it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok to go out and buy it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-803229491228133963?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/803229491228133963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=803229491228133963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/803229491228133963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/803229491228133963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/10/roloing-into-fall-break.html' title='Roloing into Fall Break'/><author><name>Heather</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/-KxvXf5TU91Q/ToqIoisyUII/AAAAAAAACSQ/5TdaeNaN2oc/s72-c/cupcakea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-6323917318554886539</id><published>2011-09-26T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:53:51.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG TWO ZERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Wednesday, Thayne and I celebrated our 20th Anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I were to describe how the last 20 years have been I would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKydCsgIw9w/ToCrwonPM6I/AAAAAAAACSI/5Zlyi6T4uzs/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKydCsgIw9w/ToCrwonPM6I/AAAAAAAACSI/5Zlyi6T4uzs/s640/Untitled-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am sure I could add alot more but that sums it up for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just feel blessed to be married to someone who I know loves me and who always puts up with me through all the good times and the bad crappy times.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am married to my best friend who I love and I am so glad I get to grow old with someone as handsome as he is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm a lucky girl! ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PzwvzlSJ1e8/ToCsJHZjcVI/AAAAAAAACSM/4mw992MCqBY/s1600/wedding+pics2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PzwvzlSJ1e8/ToCsJHZjcVI/AAAAAAAACSM/4mw992MCqBY/s400/wedding+pics2.jpg" width="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-6323917318554886539?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6323917318554886539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=6323917318554886539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6323917318554886539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6323917318554886539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-two-zero.html' title='The BIG TWO ZERO'/><author><name>Heather</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/-BKydCsgIw9w/ToCrwonPM6I/AAAAAAAACSI/5Zlyi6T4uzs/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8285636138407399489</id><published>2011-09-19T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:18:24.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Somebody has been counting down the days til&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;she got her braces off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today would be the day and she was so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After an hour in the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5FcjvYDd8Y/TnfbeMiuYkI/AAAAAAAACSA/D8tpinVzjAI/s1600/IMG_9689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="608" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5FcjvYDd8Y/TnfbeMiuYkI/AAAAAAAACSA/D8tpinVzjAI/s640/IMG_9689.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;she is finally metal free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zd-uFu7vHWE/TnfbgMCqiJI/AAAAAAAACSE/uiOVBgLZFkM/s1600/IMG_9691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zd-uFu7vHWE/TnfbgMCqiJI/AAAAAAAACSE/uiOVBgLZFkM/s640/IMG_9691.jpg" width="460" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8285636138407399489?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8285636138407399489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8285636138407399489&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8285636138407399489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8285636138407399489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/09/she-smiles.html' title='She smiles'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5FcjvYDd8Y/TnfbeMiuYkI/AAAAAAAACSA/D8tpinVzjAI/s72-c/IMG_9689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4631208162594520903</id><published>2011-09-19T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:10:58.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the saddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When school gets out everyday I feel like I am swinging from badminton to football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't take all the credit of being at everything and getting kids to where they need to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sam has been so great at helping with the mom taxi job.&amp;nbsp; When I am at Jess' games and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wyatt has to be at football, Sam is always willing to help out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jess is loving badminton.&amp;nbsp; She is learning alot and having fun.&amp;nbsp; She hasn't won a game yet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we have fun watching and she is having fun playing and that's what's important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's not forget she is the cutest girl out there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UliYstTpi1g/TneamXiLtxI/AAAAAAAACR4/wIZYAuPsb0I/s1600/IMG_9622a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UliYstTpi1g/TneamXiLtxI/AAAAAAAACR4/wIZYAuPsb0I/s640/IMG_9622a.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt had his 2nd football game on Saturday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His first game was a night game and it was raining.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I should rephrase that.... it was POURING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm5cVEc6f6g/TnedjrfDMEI/AAAAAAAACR8/YrxDwQdGpu0/s1600/IMG_9743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm5cVEc6f6g/TnedjrfDMEI/AAAAAAAACR8/YrxDwQdGpu0/s400/IMG_9743.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this isn't Wyatt, but look at the rain.&amp;nbsp; Don't let the parents on the other side &lt;br /&gt;of the field fool you, they weren't standing there for long.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First game they tied 0-0.&amp;nbsp; It was not a recorded game so they didn't go into overtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They won their 2nd game 14-12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJP0juPWbzI/TneaKhdaTFI/AAAAAAAACRw/JjwexDStYeU/s1600/IMG_9895a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="552" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJP0juPWbzI/TneaKhdaTFI/AAAAAAAACRw/JjwexDStYeU/s640/IMG_9895a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am enjoying being back behind the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlGruewvdpU/TneafPWLH0I/AAAAAAAACR0/GmYc4ooHkDg/s1600/me+picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlGruewvdpU/TneafPWLH0I/AAAAAAAACR0/GmYc4ooHkDg/s640/me+picnik.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4631208162594520903?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4631208162594520903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4631208162594520903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4631208162594520903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4631208162594520903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-in-saddle.html' title='back in the saddle'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UliYstTpi1g/TneamXiLtxI/AAAAAAAACR4/wIZYAuPsb0I/s72-c/IMG_9622a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5624859101971853244</id><published>2011-09-16T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:39:50.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last yr. of the teen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know I am late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but one week ago today this cutie pie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wiUOLOzt9w/TnOVOK4b0NI/AAAAAAAACRs/Xh2dJTFgkqY/s1600/tj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wiUOLOzt9w/TnOVOK4b0NI/AAAAAAAACRs/Xh2dJTFgkqY/s640/tj.jpg" width="354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;turned the fun age of 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thayne and I had alot of fun spending the day with him.&amp;nbsp; Even with a girlfriend at college he still wanted to be home and spend the day with us.&amp;nbsp; Of course she was along the whole day too via text messaging with TJ. &amp;nbsp; We can't wait to meet her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tj is such a good boy and it's fun watching him grow up.&amp;nbsp; I love that he still texts me all the time and I love the hugs and kisses he gives when he is home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just love his easy going personality and am scared of his fearless attitude when it comes to sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love You TJ! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5624859101971853244?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5624859101971853244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5624859101971853244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5624859101971853244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5624859101971853244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-yr-of-teen.html' title='Last yr. of the teen'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wiUOLOzt9w/TnOVOK4b0NI/AAAAAAAACRs/Xh2dJTFgkqY/s72-c/tj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7437430410082668249</id><published>2011-09-06T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T11:03:22.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pat on the back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;While Thayne and I were driving together on Saturday morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we each recieved this text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"So I had to meet this girls parents yesterday.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and they think that I was raised by some good parents cause of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;how respectful I was to them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just thought I'd say thanks for raising me right. Ü"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfnpRGqcBbE/TmZgDh5xluI/AAAAAAAACRo/WVfIP-Mh2HE/s1600/IMG_6393a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="528" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfnpRGqcBbE/TmZgDh5xluI/AAAAAAAACRo/WVfIP-Mh2HE/s640/IMG_6393a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-7437430410082668249?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7437430410082668249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7437430410082668249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7437430410082668249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7437430410082668249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/09/pat-on-back.html' title='pat on the back'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfnpRGqcBbE/TmZgDh5xluI/AAAAAAAACRo/WVfIP-Mh2HE/s72-c/IMG_6393a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5221401495470122537</id><published>2011-09-02T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T19:10:32.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's alot of poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I don't mind the Arizona heat, in fact I kinda like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I wish there were more green hills and mountains to look at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A beach within a few hours would be nice to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Winters are the best in Arizona.&amp;nbsp; Always perfect weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;There are many things I love about living in Arizona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;There are a few things I don't like as much but deal with because the weather is great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The one thing I hate, hate, hate about Arizona and is&amp;nbsp;the only thing that makes me want to move tomorrow is finding this mama in my garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2RbpWHfXjA/TmGKKapvhJI/AAAAAAAACRc/cKjQeodRgA0/s1600/IMG_9601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="624" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2RbpWHfXjA/TmGKKapvhJI/AAAAAAAACRc/cKjQeodRgA0/s640/IMG_9601.jpg" width="640" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Wanna know what I am thinking about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just throw all your Christmas boxes away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I can just imagine how many more of these suckers are in my boxes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It seriously gives me the creepy crawlies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;So I keep telling myself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"self, scorpions are so much better than living in earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, snow and humidity."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I think I may need to repeat that over and over as I begin digging through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christmas boxes in a few months.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5221401495470122537?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5221401495470122537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5221401495470122537&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5221401495470122537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5221401495470122537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/09/thats-alot-of-poison.html' title='that&apos;s alot of poison'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2RbpWHfXjA/TmGKKapvhJI/AAAAAAAACRc/cKjQeodRgA0/s72-c/IMG_9601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-721756588412570312</id><published>2011-08-31T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T09:51:39.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all indoors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Finally one of my children took pitty on me and decided to play an indoor sport.&amp;nbsp; No sitting in the heat watching the games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Miss Jessika is playing High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV91VCOPBc8/Tl5Y_76a7nI/AAAAAAAACRY/N0m0Hw6j1ic/s1600/Untitled-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="117" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV91VCOPBc8/Tl5Y_76a7nI/AAAAAAAACRY/N0m0Hw6j1ic/s320/Untitled-1.png" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Are you thinking what I thought?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is really a High School Badminton team?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well yes there is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think it is the quietest game to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She had her first games yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She didn't win any, but she is pretty good.&amp;nbsp; I was impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was the only kid with a cheering section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I mean really, do parents not think they need to be there?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿Jessika actually had 3 generations in her cheering section.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had great grandma, Mimi and Papa, and of course me.&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDiPFLhz4SY/Tl5YswaJT3I/AAAAAAAACRU/tOq0du5QdLw/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDiPFLhz4SY/Tl5YswaJT3I/AAAAAAAACRU/tOq0du5QdLw/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The thing that is driving me crazy in taking pictures in the gym.&amp;nbsp; I can't ever seem to get it right.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping by the end of badminton season I have it all figured out and I get some good pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-721756588412570312?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/721756588412570312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=721756588412570312&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/721756588412570312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/721756588412570312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-all-indoors.html' title='It&apos;s all indoors'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV91VCOPBc8/Tl5Y_76a7nI/AAAAAAAACRY/N0m0Hw6j1ic/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5659082612991219008</id><published>2011-08-29T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:18:12.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hayward Baker Co. picnic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Magic Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Dinner with Cuillards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Tommy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;All squeezed in a day and a half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZ36XQGqfBY/TlvlziUWpzI/AAAAAAAACRQ/SHKsCdRXBQ4/s1600/picnik+kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="526" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZ36XQGqfBY/TlvlziUWpzI/AAAAAAAACRQ/SHKsCdRXBQ4/s640/picnik+kids.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5659082612991219008?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5659082612991219008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5659082612991219008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5659082612991219008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5659082612991219008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/phew.html' title='phew'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZ36XQGqfBY/TlvlziUWpzI/AAAAAAAACRQ/SHKsCdRXBQ4/s72-c/picnik+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-6591661462109679770</id><published>2011-08-26T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:47:38.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I am thinking today is one of those days where you just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;have to choose to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;On top of other things that I had today and trying to get things ready for a quick trip to California this weekend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Sam called from school telling me the truck wouldn't start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Feeling stressed I grabbed a gas can, jumper cables and my stressed out self and started driving to the school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Have I mentioned it is so stinken hot here right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Half way there I just started laughing and thought this is what being the mom is.&amp;nbsp; I knew these days were gonna come and I was gonna be ok when they came.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I called Thayne and double checked how to jump the car and felt better about the whole situation and knew everything would work out and we would get it fixed and home so we could leave for Ca.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;With a "we can do this" attitude I showed up smiling and saw Miss Samantha with her friend Deddrick who refused to leave her at school alone with a broken car.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Love boys like that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;He helped us &amp;nbsp;jumped the truck,&amp;nbsp; put all the jumper cables away for me,&amp;nbsp; took time to show me that him and Sam had on matching outfits, gave Sam a hug and all was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAkrbaACzNM/Tlghu6dCAOI/AAAAAAAACRI/Dv2ue41smvc/s1600/sam+deddrick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAkrbaACzNM/Tlghu6dCAOI/AAAAAAAACRI/Dv2ue41smvc/s640/sam+deddrick.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;phone pics aren't the best, but so glad I got a pic of this. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-6591661462109679770?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6591661462109679770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=6591661462109679770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6591661462109679770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/6591661462109679770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-days.html' title='some days'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAkrbaACzNM/Tlghu6dCAOI/AAAAAAAACRI/Dv2ue41smvc/s72-c/sam+deddrick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3038483516192124302</id><published>2011-08-25T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:42:13.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ The Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;sets the mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I just wrote that the Disney movie Little Mermaid popped into my head when they were going out on the canoe and the crab said "first you need to set the moooood".&amp;nbsp; Love that movie and I think it funny how certain things make quotes from movies and lyrics from songs pop in your head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;It is something I have always known.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I grew up in a house with music being played, sung, danced to and blasted&lt;/span&gt;﻿.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I now live in a house with all of the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should clarify that being sung in our home is actually belting it out at the top of your lungs and making it your own.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;What I have always known, is that certain kinds of music&amp;nbsp;put us in certain moods.&amp;nbsp; When I want to work out all I have to do is turn on Pink,&amp;nbsp;she just makes me want to get up and move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Anything 80's makes me want to dance.&amp;nbsp; Scary thought I know but&amp;nbsp;one should never shop dancing, even if your kids laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Slow music makes me want to go lay on a blanket on the grass and watch clouds float through the sky.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Church music&amp;nbsp;puts me in the mood to be a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The music that makes my heart smile and brings peace to my mind is the&amp;nbsp;music my kids bring into out home with their talents.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I so enjoy waking up to Sam playing a hymn on the piano.&amp;nbsp; I love hearing my kids playing and singing with the guitar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_oDKNibYcE/TlaH3wQ8kQI/AAAAAAAACRE/UHc7omN5nD0/s1600/100_0923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="344" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_oDKNibYcE/TlaH3wQ8kQI/AAAAAAAACRE/UHc7omN5nD0/s640/100_0923.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3038483516192124302?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3038483516192124302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3038483516192124302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3038483516192124302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3038483516192124302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/mood.html' title='♫ The Mood'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_oDKNibYcE/TlaH3wQ8kQI/AAAAAAAACRE/UHc7omN5nD0/s72-c/100_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8143918320675454041</id><published>2011-08-24T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T17:08:58.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I can honestly say that after pretty much being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;in bed for the last few weeks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;it is nice to finally feel like I can get up and do things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Still in pain but I can cope much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;When you lay in bed and watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;HGTV and Food network it can really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;get you motivated to cook &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(maybe cook is a stretch, but bake a lil)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;and do fun projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I even squeezed in a few lunches with friends this week. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The best thing I have noticed about being up and about is, spending time in the kitchen with the kids. That&amp;nbsp;is when they open up the most and tell me about all the fun and crazy stories of their day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've missed that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;So here is&amp;nbsp;another mom tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Food and time is all you need to get your kids to talk to you.&amp;nbsp; That's it.&amp;nbsp; Pretty simple huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a side note......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I finished all the football decals I needed to make. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Can I hear a WoooHooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8143918320675454041?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8143918320675454041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8143918320675454041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8143918320675454041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8143918320675454041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8611272035218470226</id><published>2011-08-21T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T12:47:49.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>theif in the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Even if you can eat this whole thing in one sitting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;you just shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVixxuW9Z4k/TlFgGdl49kI/AAAAAAAACRA/L4fZdoGtx1g/s1600/OreoBlast2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVixxuW9Z4k/TlFgGdl49kI/AAAAAAAACRA/L4fZdoGtx1g/s320/OreoBlast2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thayne and I went out last night for a late night ice cream run and we both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;got a Sonic Blast.&amp;nbsp; I got the Oreo and he got the Reeses.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I knew I was not going to finish all of mine so I got home put my left overs in the freezer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CROSSED MY FINGERS it would be there in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still not feeling great I was laying in bed and I asked Thayne to get my ice cream for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He walked back into the room and said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"sorry to have to give you the bad news, but"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NO need to finish I knew Wyatt had found that baby in the middle of the night and ate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happens every time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I should think of it as a good way to diet.&amp;nbsp; Boooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8611272035218470226?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8611272035218470226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8611272035218470226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8611272035218470226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8611272035218470226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/theif-in-night.html' title='theif in the night'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVixxuW9Z4k/TlFgGdl49kI/AAAAAAAACRA/L4fZdoGtx1g/s72-c/OreoBlast2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1697650585410434954</id><published>2011-08-17T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:04:21.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch update</title><content type='html'>I have a one word shoulder update.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MRI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will have answers soon so I can get it fixed and get&lt;br /&gt;some sleep and my butt to the gym.  Staying up all night does nothing &lt;br /&gt;but let's me feel pain,have blood shot eyes, realize nothing worth &lt;br /&gt;watching on late night tv, let's me practice my mad Scrabble moves,&lt;br /&gt;and stay at the top of the leader board of Bejeweled Blitz.    &lt;br /&gt;I need to either fix my shoulder or get a good book.  Maybe both.&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who have asked, that's how I'm doing.  &lt;br /&gt;Poor Rachel got stuck on the phone with me because she asked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1697650585410434954?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1697650585410434954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1697650585410434954&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1697650585410434954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1697650585410434954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/ouch-update.html' title='Ouch update'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1088962020993107418</id><published>2011-08-16T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T09:10:20.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>always in bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Remember this day?﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQOmIp0p2CM/TkqTkWyuE3I/AAAAAAAACQ0/uNgs74Vxlf4/s1600/Copy+of+prom+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQOmIp0p2CM/TkqTkWyuE3I/AAAAAAAACQ0/uNgs74Vxlf4/s640/Copy+of+prom+1.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was the day I saw this....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLKmT8wVAJM/TkqTo3zS1PI/AAAAAAAACQ4/xxpWd6DvTLs/s1600/sam+flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLKmT8wVAJM/TkqTo3zS1PI/AAAAAAAACQ4/xxpWd6DvTLs/s640/sam+flower.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;and I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~CLEAVER~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A corsage made with material flowers, tulle, and black feathers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was so stinkin cute and it was never gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;They are everywhere these flowers.&amp;nbsp; In girls hair, on jewelry, on clothes.&amp;nbsp; All different kinds and all different sizes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;I think they are so fun, and I am so glad I have 2 girls who will wear them.&amp;nbsp; So here is my thing about these, how hard can they really be to make.&amp;nbsp; I wanna know because I want to make them and not buy them.&amp;nbsp; It is just something that runs in my creative blood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I went on a hunt and here are some tutorials that I found and liked and I am passing them on to you, because then you can make them yourself and I won't have to make them for you. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tipjunkie.com/fabric-flower-tutorials/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tip Junkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lilblueboo.com/2010/11/no-sew-fabric-flower-headband-tutorial.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lil Blue Boo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livinglocurto.com/2011/04/how-to-fabric-flowers/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living Locurto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Go ahead and Google away, there are many more sites that show you how to make them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These are just a few that I liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They look super easy.&amp;nbsp; I think I am gonna make some and then make the super duper easy apron Cindy showed me how to make and add some flowers to it.&amp;nbsp; I'll show you how to do the apron later, but let's just say EASY sewing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1088962020993107418?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1088962020993107418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1088962020993107418&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1088962020993107418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1088962020993107418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/always-in-bloom.html' title='always in bloom'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQOmIp0p2CM/TkqTkWyuE3I/AAAAAAAACQ0/uNgs74Vxlf4/s72-c/Copy+of+prom+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5147057370281528929</id><published>2011-08-11T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T15:29:39.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;• already has one foot out the door&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;• &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;always determined to get what she wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;• dependable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;• stubborn as all heck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;•loves to plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;• knows how to sweet talk her dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;• can't wait to be 18 and graduated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;•sings at the top of her lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;•loves practical jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;• can be a total pain when she wants to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGQMMDeYWkg/TkQToRpm84I/AAAAAAAACQw/GHsKwrMT8iY/s1600/100_1845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGQMMDeYWkg/TkQToRpm84I/AAAAAAAACQw/GHsKwrMT8iY/s640/100_1845.JPG" width="558" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;and I would never have survived this week without having her here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;She sure knows how to help out her mama when she's disabled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;She never minds driving her brother and sister around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;She jumps at the chance to run to QT for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Not even just this week, she is always willing to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;This week I just especially appreciate it because she is not just doing things because she wants to, she's doing it because she has to because I can't, and she hasn't complained one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I ♥ Sam! &lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5147057370281528929?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5147057370281528929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5147057370281528929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5147057370281528929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5147057370281528929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-17.html' title='sweet 17'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGQMMDeYWkg/TkQToRpm84I/AAAAAAAACQw/GHsKwrMT8iY/s72-c/100_1845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3455677458632166484</id><published>2011-08-09T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:13:27.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I've been a slug!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only that is mentally ready to do projects when my body is not able, and physically ready to do projects when I'm mentally not wanting to do projects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my life right now.   I am so ready to get into Wyatts room and help him clean and organize it.  I have some ideas of what I want to do with it.  Problem is I have been in so much pain this last week.  I have some wackadoo shoulder that is hurting like crazy.  I think I would rather be in labor having a baby because it would be over by now.   I am a total wimp.   No pain tolerance.   Today I finally went to the dr and got some good medicine and I am hoping to finally get some sleep.   See that is one reason I never would have made it as a pioneer, no good drugs for pain.   I am blessed with great kids who have helped me out as I whined about hurting.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a friend that I met in the 3rd grade come to Scottdale for a visit.  She asked if I would be able to meet her for the day at the resort she was staying at.  I was excited to see her but almost cancelled because I was hurting.  I went anyways and had such a nice time visiting with her, sipping Pina Coladas by the pool and having lunch together.   It is so nice having friends that no matter how long you go without seeing each other, you can talk for hours with out coming up for air.   We had so much fun talking about life and old memories.   Can you believe we forgot to take a picture.   Dang I hate forgetting to take pictures of fun memories.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great kids, good friends, and pain medicine makes for a good day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3455677458632166484?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3455677458632166484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3455677458632166484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3455677458632166484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3455677458632166484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-pain.html' title='Oh the pain'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4981867312012159072</id><published>2011-08-05T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:45:02.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Why is it I decide to walk outside in the heat when I have a perfectly good gym membership?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked last night during football practice with my friend Cindy.   She usually runs but she was nice enough to walk for me.   I walked again this morning.  Woke up with my shoulder hurting again, but I went walking anyways.    Feels so good to get out and feels better to exercise.   Exercise makes me want to eat better.  I drink more water than coke when I exercise.     It sounds like seeing the benefits would make it such an easy thing to do, but taking that first step to get out the door is totally dreadful.   I want to get to where I am running and not walking.   The thing is I really want to live where there is paved roads so I can rollerblade again.   Maybe I will go to the park to do some rollerblading.   All I know is after hurting my shoulder with the weight ball, I will be taking a break from that thing for awhile.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the first dinner with the football moms for this season.   I know it's the little things that make me happy.  I'm easily entertained.  I'm also looking for a job to keep myself busy while the kids are at school.   Life is busy, crazy, sometimes interesting and sometimes blah, but it's life and everyday I try to learn something.   Love my friends.  You know who those friends are that you can count on.  They are the ones who just call or text the "thinking about you" even tho you just talked to them the yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends and exercise are my smiles for this week.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!   I also went to the movies alone.  All by my Lil ol self.   A early morning movie and I actually enjoyed going alone.    Definitely something I will do again.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4981867312012159072?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4981867312012159072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4981867312012159072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4981867312012159072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4981867312012159072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-9178517347459101327</id><published>2011-08-02T09:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:36:59.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o46DLjyrMRc/TjgnnAu4fXI/AAAAAAAACQg/PEitBt4Wo8U/s1600/life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o46DLjyrMRc/TjgnnAu4fXI/AAAAAAAACQg/PEitBt4Wo8U/s640/life.jpg" t$="true" width="506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-9178517347459101327?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/9178517347459101327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=9178517347459101327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/9178517347459101327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/9178517347459101327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Heather</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/-o46DLjyrMRc/TjgnnAu4fXI/AAAAAAAACQg/PEitBt4Wo8U/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7054053159672441188</id><published>2011-08-01T09:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:14:45.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Another season of Eagles football starts today.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQEpkP8-pJk/Tjbae4NwE0I/AAAAAAAACQc/yd-muVsbDjo/s1600/fb+blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQEpkP8-pJk/Tjbae4NwE0I/AAAAAAAACQc/yd-muVsbDjo/s640/fb+blog.jpg" t$="true" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you've heard me say it many times before, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the best sport to watch is anything my kids play.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Don't think it's all gonna be Eagle football pictures the next few months,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;more birds will be flying since Miss Jessika is starting Badminton soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I can't wait to watch that. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-7054053159672441188?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7054053159672441188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7054053159672441188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7054053159672441188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7054053159672441188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/08/again-another-season-of-eagles-football.html' title='Season of birds'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQEpkP8-pJk/Tjbae4NwE0I/AAAAAAAACQc/yd-muVsbDjo/s72-c/fb+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-2345959019165308355</id><published>2011-07-29T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:56:12.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pedaling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today has just been one of those day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nothing bad, nothing good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just felt blah, blah, blah.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a lil waa waa waa. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I came across this&amp;nbsp;motivating saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4a4cIBQ9LQ/TjNj31WcrzI/AAAAAAAACQY/XFCz9YJJIpY/s1600/bike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4a4cIBQ9LQ/TjNj31WcrzI/AAAAAAAACQY/XFCz9YJJIpY/s640/bike.jpg" t$="true" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-2345959019165308355?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2345959019165308355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=2345959019165308355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2345959019165308355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2345959019165308355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/pedaling.html' title='pedaling'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4a4cIBQ9LQ/TjNj31WcrzI/AAAAAAAACQY/XFCz9YJJIpY/s72-c/bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1530744453605384929</id><published>2011-07-28T09:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:01:54.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it just fell in my lap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know that sounds hard to believe to some, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but when I find something I think is pretty neat, I like to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Wanna know what it is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It's ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hold your horses, I will let you know in a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have I ever mentioned that when I talk to people I like asking questions.&amp;nbsp; I think it is fun to talk to people I don't know very well and ask them questions.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I like talking to people and think its fun to always call them by their name, which is helpful if I don't know them and they are wearing a name tag.&amp;nbsp; I always call cashiers by their name.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing how much more friendly they become and how much more help you get.&amp;nbsp; Go figure it is that easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Learning to have a conversation with people is not always easy.&amp;nbsp; I get anxiety about it sometimes but I find if you just ask questions about them, the conversation just keeps going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why am I telling you this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't get you panties in a bunch, I'm gonna tell ya.... in a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The other day Thayne and I were in World Market, it is a fun store to walk around.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thayne mentioned he wanted a tall table to use as a standing desk for his office at work.&amp;nbsp; So I said, "really"?&amp;nbsp; He said ya then I can stand and work.&amp;nbsp; Hmmmm I can kinda see how that might be nice if you have to sit all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday while I was folding laundry,&amp;nbsp;I had the news on and a story came on&amp;nbsp;that talked about the government closing down&amp;nbsp;(i'm not sure how many) alot of post offices across the country because they have just lost alot of&amp;nbsp;business do to people communicating on the computer and with phones and have stopped sending&amp;nbsp;hand written letters.&amp;nbsp; I can't remember the last hand written letter I have sent in the mail.&amp;nbsp; I remember when I&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;a teenager and there was no internet and the only way of sending a note to a friend&amp;nbsp;was by writing it out and sending it in the mail.&amp;nbsp; I was going through a stack of papers in my closet and found a card that Thayne had sent me when we were first married.&amp;nbsp; It was hand written and mailed.&amp;nbsp; It was so neat to&amp;nbsp;have that memory and it brought back some good times that we had.&amp;nbsp; I have to say it has a whole different meaning than just getting an email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why do I tell you all this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isn't it neat when something is thought about or talked about and then you come across something that relates to those thoughts or conversations.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I came across something yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Maybe you have&amp;nbsp;already heard of this but it's new to me and I think it is&amp;nbsp;gonna be a favorite of mine for now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Want to know how to have&amp;nbsp;a good conversation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/2011/05/01/the-art-of-conversation-how-to-avoid-conversational-narcissism/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Good Conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or now to remember someones name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/2011/06/15/how-to-remember-a-persons-name-and-what-to-do-when-you-cant/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;remembering a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Or the benefits of having a stand up desk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/2011/07/05/become-a-stand-up-guy-the-history-benefits-and-use-of-standing-desks/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;stand up desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How about the art of letter writing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/2009/04/16/the-art-of-letter-writing/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;letter writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What I am sharing is this new website I found and I think it is so interesting and fun to browse through.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, here it is.&amp;nbsp; I hope you enjoy it as much as I have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Art of Manliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-1530744453605384929?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1530744453605384929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1530744453605384929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1530744453605384929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1530744453605384929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-just-fell-in-my-lap.html' title='it just fell in my lap'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-248580644341874390</id><published>2011-07-26T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:45:24.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh girlzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last night was the last late night for my girls before they go back to school.&amp;nbsp; The decided to put their mattresses in the game room and have a late night sleep over with just the 2 of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohdzyTUTT5s/Ti8Kl29K_xI/AAAAAAAACP8/m8mmTKNPXxw/s1600/IMG_2311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohdzyTUTT5s/Ti8Kl29K_xI/AAAAAAAACP8/m8mmTKNPXxw/s640/IMG_2311.jpg" t$="true" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rp6RTe6SA4g/Ti8Krfvt8QI/AAAAAAAACQA/EksVyMBoA7Y/s1600/IMG_2312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="526" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rp6RTe6SA4g/Ti8Krfvt8QI/AAAAAAAACQA/EksVyMBoA7Y/s640/IMG_2312.jpg" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJdiqtpUfTE/Ti8Kv_ne08I/AAAAAAAACQE/7rcDelWtql8/s1600/IMG_2313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="514" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJdiqtpUfTE/Ti8Kv_ne08I/AAAAAAAACQE/7rcDelWtql8/s640/IMG_2313.jpg" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-248580644341874390?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/248580644341874390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=248580644341874390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/248580644341874390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/248580644341874390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-girlzzzzz.html' title='oh girlzzzzz'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohdzyTUTT5s/Ti8Kl29K_xI/AAAAAAAACP8/m8mmTKNPXxw/s72-c/IMG_2311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4811447844874638621</id><published>2011-07-26T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:39:32.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of 7th grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLSzQPFaIo/Ti8Jk8As04I/AAAAAAAACP0/aQc62tT7Cdc/s1600/Untitled-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLSzQPFaIo/Ti8Jk8As04I/AAAAAAAACP0/aQc62tT7Cdc/s640/Untitled-1.png" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5CeaHRAiSU/Ti8JtUxg-cI/AAAAAAAACP4/lwsUqrVvTUM/s1600/ps+1st+day+of+7th+grade_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5CeaHRAiSU/Ti8JtUxg-cI/AAAAAAAACP4/lwsUqrVvTUM/s640/ps+1st+day+of+7th+grade_edited-1.jpg" t$="true" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This morning I woke up&amp;nbsp;remembering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I had bought these.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5KVI_2W134/TixGSKPCjaI/AAAAAAAACPo/FXk7FE4RhME/s1600/IMG_23204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5KVI_2W134/TixGSKPCjaI/AAAAAAAACPo/FXk7FE4RhME/s640/IMG_23204.jpg" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Without any hesitation, I jumped out of bed at 7:30am and started making these...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsBadNHKai8/TixHaxa69kI/AAAAAAAACPw/Vz2tr6S4WSk/s1600/coo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsBadNHKai8/TixHaxa69kI/AAAAAAAACPw/Vz2tr6S4WSk/s640/coo.jpg" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Luckily for me the cookie police (me) was still in the kitchen to remind the kiddos as they woke up that the cookies were not breakfast, but an after breakfast dessert.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8978678220495445703?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8978678220495445703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8978678220495445703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8978678220495445703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8978678220495445703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-dream-in-chocolate.html' title='I dream in chocolate'/><author><name>Heather</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/-J5KVI_2W134/TixGSKPCjaI/AAAAAAAACPo/FXk7FE4RhME/s72-c/IMG_23204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4429228926586940317</id><published>2011-07-22T09:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:25:20.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight at my house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;I am just going to pretend that everyone else had their kids tucked in bed and not only tucked in bed but put in bed at their exact bed time.&amp;nbsp; That when you went to bed at a decent hour (9 or 10) you checked on your kids in their beds and saw them sleeping sweetly with smiles on their face.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;If this is you, then congratulations you are ruining your kids summer of going to bed when they want and falling asleep where ever they fall in the house and falling asleep watching tv and leaving it on all night long.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;Yep you guessed it, my kids are living the summer life and I hope they can switch back next week when school starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Last Night at midnight in my house.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;~Wyatt was out catching frogs in the irrigation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;~Jessika was up making cupcakes with Cassie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(because I was nice enough to go out at 9:30 to get her eggs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;~Sam had just gotten home from going to movies with friends, and is now playing with Wyatt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;~I was in bed trying to ignore the running and laughing in the house.&amp;nbsp; Trying to pretend I could fall asleep and think my kids were old enough to not kill themselves.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;~Success~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Woke up to Wyatt and Sam asleep on the couch.&amp;nbsp; I didn't really feel like going for a walk around the house to see where Jess and Cassi ended up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I saw yummy cupcakes and decided to have one for breakfast and told myself you are doing a great job of&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not ruining your kids summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My only regret is not taking pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4429228926586940317?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4429228926586940317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4429228926586940317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4429228926586940317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4429228926586940317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/midnight-at-my-house.html' title='midnight at my house'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5275496122448196964</id><published>2011-07-22T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:09:46.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G_ _ _ s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Starts with a G and ends with an S.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Girls ~ Schmirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last kid to go to Jr High School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvhcSa40gNs/TijLaMtlabI/AAAAAAAACPk/TEsWQksfpfo/s1600/tv+wyatt+70.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvhcSa40gNs/TijLaMtlabI/AAAAAAAACPk/TEsWQksfpfo/s640/tv+wyatt+70.jpg" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For anyone who has gone through this can understand the feeling of being so glad that you no longer have a kid in elementary school and sad that knowing Jr High will change them into a "I'm too cool" teenager.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lucky for me this kid is sweet but he is showing signs of having a teenager opinion.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The exciting part is watching him grow up and seeing what he does with that opinion.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We went to the Jr High school to get his schedule and to look at his classes so he knew where to go.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was looking for room numbers while he (Mr Social Butterfly) was looking for friends in the hall.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I totally understood this was completely normal.&amp;nbsp; This is after all my last kid and having done it 3 other times I knew I was on my own looking for classes.&amp;nbsp; He was nice and pretended to act like he cared that I was taking him on a tour of the school.&amp;nbsp; He will be glad when he gets there the first day and actually knows where to go.&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After we left I said to Wyatt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "there was a really cute girl in the hall.&amp;nbsp; She was wearing a white shirt and white leggings and her hair was off to the side in a cute braid".&amp;nbsp; Did you see her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wyatt~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I saw alot of cute girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Obviously he wasn't just looking for friends in the hall he was looking at the girls.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is gonna be a fun year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; 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Walked around a lil bit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Went by the cemetery to see Grandma Hulet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is the one who wanted a family reunion every year and so it is nice that it still continues even after she is gone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These are the end of the reunion pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Phew.&amp;nbsp; Now back to real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo_oq9ZevwA/TiYvr3omMhI/AAAAAAAACPc/nrRjJjfUpyw/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo_oq9ZevwA/TiYvr3omMhI/AAAAAAAACPc/nrRjJjfUpyw/s640/2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jZgZnkNQlY/TiYvqEjjt_I/AAAAAAAACPY/heAzgOtArxE/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jZgZnkNQlY/TiYvqEjjt_I/AAAAAAAACPY/heAzgOtArxE/s640/1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kx5ud5kQ_WY/TiYvtA4ljVI/AAAAAAAACPg/pUG_KdfUhXI/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kx5ud5kQ_WY/TiYvtA4ljVI/AAAAAAAACPg/pUG_KdfUhXI/s640/3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8520087377978737001?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8520087377978737001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8520087377978737001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8520087377978737001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8520087377978737001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/final-reunion-post.html' title='Final Reunion post'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo_oq9ZevwA/TiYvr3omMhI/AAAAAAAACPc/nrRjJjfUpyw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4918171456149908705</id><published>2011-07-19T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:42:59.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Day Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Saturday we decided to go hiking &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(this time it was a lil harder) &lt;/span&gt;at the sand caves.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This time NO flip flops.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well it was more like a climb then a hike.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When driving on the highway near Zion and you look up and see little dark caves up on the mountain and think how did those get up there and how do people get up there, well we went up there and it was quite a climb but much easier than I first thought.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the way, I am fully aware that TJ is shirtless in every picture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I say if you look that good then why not show it off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjpiUOSJmlA/TiYke8BalxI/AAAAAAAACPU/H4XOlaiW3tE/s1600/IMG_2138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjpiUOSJmlA/TiYke8BalxI/AAAAAAAACPU/H4XOlaiW3tE/s640/IMG_2138.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TiDITNupdYM/TiYfIrBk9vI/AAAAAAAACPE/4zS_0YCgWPA/s1600/collage5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TiDITNupdYM/TiYfIrBk9vI/AAAAAAAACPE/4zS_0YCgWPA/s640/collage5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ZIiNf3F65w/TiYfEmI2IcI/AAAAAAAACO0/2yfdM-VhB9A/s1600/collage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ZIiNf3F65w/TiYfEmI2IcI/AAAAAAAACO0/2yfdM-VhB9A/s640/collage1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The walls of the cave were sand and there was carved graffitti all through the caves so we found nails and toy knives and wire that others had left and left our mark on the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKub_PIr3W8/TiYfFRzJvGI/AAAAAAAACO4/79hBp3OibVU/s1600/collage2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="348" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKub_PIr3W8/TiYfFRzJvGI/AAAAAAAACO4/79hBp3OibVU/s640/collage2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oWzaXN9cBjM/TiYfJReWTgI/AAAAAAAACPI/xPgzJ0cCT00/s1600/collage6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oWzaXN9cBjM/TiYfJReWTgI/AAAAAAAACPI/xPgzJ0cCT00/s640/collage6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing like standing on top of a mountain and hearing someone's cell phone ring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YaAaBGtRzpo/TiYgHYRN_nI/AAAAAAAACPQ/EMH1gfhr2N0/s1600/IMG_2121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YaAaBGtRzpo/TiYgHYRN_nI/AAAAAAAACPQ/EMH1gfhr2N0/s640/IMG_2121.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLMp41ZQdn4/TiYgAU4A7fI/AAAAAAAACPM/e21U1zO00Ig/s1600/IMG_2109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLMp41ZQdn4/TiYgAU4A7fI/AAAAAAAACPM/e21U1zO00Ig/s640/IMG_2109.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well this is not the end of our day, after we climbed down we headed into Kanab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you are wondering if there are pictures of that too, why yes there is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-4918171456149908705?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4918171456149908705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4918171456149908705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4918171456149908705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4918171456149908705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/reunion-day-two.html' title='Reunion Day Two'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjpiUOSJmlA/TiYke8BalxI/AAAAAAAACPU/H4XOlaiW3tE/s72-c/IMG_2138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7233282068804380895</id><published>2011-07-19T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:20:30.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion day One ~ part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After a day of hiking the whole family headed over to the Kanab swimming pool.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pShaYqM2Od4/TiYQ66DrxbI/AAAAAAAACOg/Nm9t_0gSmuI/s1600/collage4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pShaYqM2Od4/TiYQ66DrxbI/AAAAAAAACOg/Nm9t_0gSmuI/s640/collage4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wf3RNwlPoVk/TiYQ6FmTpLI/AAAAAAAACOc/WmBZUMsz20Y/s1600/collage3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="490" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wf3RNwlPoVk/TiYQ6FmTpLI/AAAAAAAACOc/WmBZUMsz20Y/s640/collage3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-7233282068804380895?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7233282068804380895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7233282068804380895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7233282068804380895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7233282068804380895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/reunion-day-one-part-2.html' title='Reunion day One ~ part 2'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pShaYqM2Od4/TiYQ66DrxbI/AAAAAAAACOg/Nm9t_0gSmuI/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1378465079834436897</id><published>2011-07-19T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T15:37:37.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Day One~ first half</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This last weekend we attended Thayne's annual family reunion up in Alton, Utah.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His family rents a cabin out every year for 3 days and we get to live with a ton of his closest relatives.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We drove up Thursday, so we didn't do anything exciting that day.&amp;nbsp; Friday we woke up and decided to go look into a zipline place we saw down the road.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we got there we found out they had not yet opened for business so we let the kids play in the water while.&amp;nbsp; We then headed up Zion Canyon and went on a small hike and when I say small I mean a half a mile in flip flops, to a waterfall.&amp;nbsp; It was a nice day spent with a few of Thayne's cousins and their kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanging at the watering hole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf5CjMGMJC8/TiYFwCYpW6I/AAAAAAAACOQ/eRRQmm-lR8M/s1600/collage+zip+line.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf5CjMGMJC8/TiYFwCYpW6I/AAAAAAAACOQ/eRRQmm-lR8M/s640/collage+zip+line.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hike ~ notice Thayne in flip flops.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoY2S61XSx4/TiYFs0EAwOI/AAAAAAAACOE/0rdC3QrPNLQ/s1600/collage2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoY2S61XSx4/TiYFs0EAwOI/AAAAAAAACOE/0rdC3QrPNLQ/s640/collage2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't we look exhausted.&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRl5JYpdvgs/TiYFt4oRjVI/AAAAAAAACOI/8ojl-dDkHRk/s1600/collage3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRl5JYpdvgs/TiYFt4oRjVI/AAAAAAAACOI/8ojl-dDkHRk/s640/collage3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanging out with Thayne's cousin after the hike.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxjmrXlLyd8/TiYFuz7KA7I/AAAAAAAACOM/okFPs0j-y-8/s1600/collage4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bxjmrXlLyd8/TiYFuz7KA7I/AAAAAAAACOM/okFPs0j-y-8/s400/collage4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1378465079834436897?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1378465079834436897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1378465079834436897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1378465079834436897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1378465079834436897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/reunion-day-one-first-half.html' title='Reunion Day One~ first half'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf5CjMGMJC8/TiYFwCYpW6I/AAAAAAAACOQ/eRRQmm-lR8M/s72-c/collage+zip+line.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-2104751480198236368</id><published>2011-07-18T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:55:20.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Seventeen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Having a birthday in the summer has some good and some bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The good is that strawberries are in season,&amp;nbsp;and when you want strawberry shortcake for you birthday cake it is nice to have it when strawberries are so yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PXCpaIcLXY/TiSA_sNS6ZI/AAAAAAAACOA/0kEYPplsoSQ/s1600/IMG_1520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PXCpaIcLXY/TiSA_sNS6ZI/AAAAAAAACOA/0kEYPplsoSQ/s640/IMG_1520.jpg" width="558" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The bad is having a family reunion or girls camp scheduled on your birthday every year so you have to celebrate a lil early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This year it was a family reunion.&amp;nbsp; Sam is always a good sport about having to celebrate on a different day when we have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday last week Sammy Soup! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-2104751480198236368?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2104751480198236368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=2104751480198236368&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2104751480198236368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2104751480198236368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-seventeen.html' title='Summer Seventeen'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PXCpaIcLXY/TiSA_sNS6ZI/AAAAAAAACOA/0kEYPplsoSQ/s72-c/IMG_1520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5866851173225604215</id><published>2011-07-13T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T12:26:07.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the quick trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last week I took 3 of my kids on a quick 3 day trip to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;California.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We stayed with Thayne but we spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2 days with my brother and his family at the beach and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;at Magic Mountain.&amp;nbsp; Two of my most favorite places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We also got to see our favorite couple and their kids and made a quick Tommy's run with them but didn't get pictures.&amp;nbsp; grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is a glimpse of our beach trip.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get any at Magic Mt, because let's face it who wants to carry a camera around there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys on the boogie boards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those of us not wanting to get our hair wet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pe7QPj9-la8/Th3vI4NkljI/AAAAAAAACNs/13yjvh2OHe4/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pe7QPj9-la8/Th3vI4NkljI/AAAAAAAACNs/13yjvh2OHe4/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Crash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLMMUlxq6XI/Th3vDoVCuLI/AAAAAAAACNc/81Nsb_Un9T4/s1600/crash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLMMUlxq6XI/Th3vDoVCuLI/AAAAAAAACNc/81Nsb_Un9T4/s640/crash.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all other Misc pics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the very last pic is my favorite.&amp;nbsp; hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EfMCKyMM2bE/Th3vEzFvc6I/AAAAAAAACNg/6iMZJp50p_8/s1600/misc1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="416" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EfMCKyMM2bE/Th3vEzFvc6I/AAAAAAAACNg/6iMZJp50p_8/s640/misc1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DFfTjR2Z6II/Th3vGJ3KPlI/AAAAAAAACNk/XiCmtnUhcyY/s1600/misc2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="446" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DFfTjR2Z6II/Th3vGJ3KPlI/AAAAAAAACNk/XiCmtnUhcyY/s640/misc2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQYiosEC878/Th3vHRAg0KI/AAAAAAAACNo/kP0M6aNv5n0/s1600/misc3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5866851173225604215?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5866851173225604215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5866851173225604215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5866851173225604215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5866851173225604215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/quick-trip.html' title='the quick trip'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7iUDxqe7HSw/Th3vBFTWp7I/AAAAAAAACNQ/yELPhOOY-Z0/s72-c/bb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-2620329700692222769</id><published>2011-07-12T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T18:56:31.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Together at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last year was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEARS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BULLDOGS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This year these two ladies are gonna try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the BULLDOG thing together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBFhM9XwD0U/Thz4Uv8yY-I/AAAAAAAACNM/GFTdkuXNBRM/s1600/sam+jess+7-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBFhM9XwD0U/Thz4Uv8yY-I/AAAAAAAACNM/GFTdkuXNBRM/s640/sam+jess+7-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This year Jessika decided to change schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and they will both be attending the same High School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's to a new school year&amp;nbsp;with both girls at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgH3Drisxlo/Thz4OqzpYJI/AAAAAAAACNI/1XXmyeZLvYs/s1600/QCHS+A.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgH3Drisxlo/Thz4OqzpYJI/AAAAAAAACNI/1XXmyeZLvYs/s400/QCHS+A.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Anything that makes my life easier is a good thing.~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-2620329700692222769?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2620329700692222769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=2620329700692222769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2620329700692222769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/2620329700692222769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/together-at-last.html' title='Together at last'/><author><name>Heather</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/-yBFhM9XwD0U/Thz4Uv8yY-I/AAAAAAAACNM/GFTdkuXNBRM/s72-c/sam+jess+7-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3584225666703470054</id><published>2011-07-06T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:50:06.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a lil R&amp;R</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Takin a few day to enjoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;family, friends and the west coast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvioBjHB7vI/ThUdkTppuNI/AAAAAAAACNE/Ycv2oPQUm0A/s1600/w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvioBjHB7vI/ThUdkTppuNI/AAAAAAAACNE/Ycv2oPQUm0A/s640/w.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now close your eyes and picture us with a sunburn, and for some sick reason I have always loved the sting of a sunburn.&amp;nbsp; It tells me I had a fun day in the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3584225666703470054?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3584225666703470054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3584225666703470054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3584225666703470054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3584225666703470054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/lil-r.html' title='a lil R&amp;R'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvioBjHB7vI/ThUdkTppuNI/AAAAAAAACNE/Ycv2oPQUm0A/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8051735767742604828</id><published>2011-07-04T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T07:58:11.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qr5f21BDEKI/ThHUtJtMhhI/AAAAAAAACM8/FzL5HtX3tmQ/s1600/4th+of+july+copy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qr5f21BDEKI/ThHUtJtMhhI/AAAAAAAACM8/FzL5HtX3tmQ/s640/4th+of+july+copy.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8051735767742604828?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8051735767742604828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8051735767742604828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8051735767742604828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8051735767742604828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qr5f21BDEKI/ThHUtJtMhhI/AAAAAAAACM8/FzL5HtX3tmQ/s72-c/4th+of+july+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5330506554386017021</id><published>2011-06-30T22:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:54:17.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not as I planned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of my good friends in California once told me while she was visiting teaching me that whenever she was cleaning or in the middle of doing something she needed to do, that was always the time her girls would come to her and ask her to help dress a Barbi doll, or help with dress up clothes and she would always tell them she was busy and couldn't do it right then.&amp;nbsp; Then she said, "I realized I will always be busy and there will never be another one of those exact times again."&amp;nbsp; So she always stopped to help and play with her girls so those moments wouldn't slip away.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have always remembered that and was glad she said it to me when my kids were young.&amp;nbsp; I am not always good at dropping everything especially as my kids get older because they are able to do most things on their own, but when I don't take the time the thought crosses my mind and I try to spend extra time with the kid who asked&amp;nbsp;for my time.&amp;nbsp; It's a learning process this parenting thing.&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight was one of those nights.&amp;nbsp; I had just taken Wyatt and my nephews to the movies.&amp;nbsp; Had a fun time with them and I even think Calvin kinda likes me now.&amp;nbsp; After the movie I dropped all the boys off at my sisters house and picked up Sam since she spent the night there last night.&amp;nbsp; Jess was shopping with a friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was just Sam and I for the next few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had to make a quick trip to Hobby Lobby for small paint brushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is where the fun began!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You see I had planned a night to finish some painting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That was until we passed the scrapbook isle.&amp;nbsp; Sam asked if she could get a few scrapbook papers and do a small craft tonight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My Brain perked up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So &lt;strike&gt;stupid&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; crafty me, started spurting of ideas of things she could do.&amp;nbsp; Of course these things involved lil ol' me having to teach, help, or just do some of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I really thought she knew how to use the electric sander. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She does now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sam got busy and when she sets her mind to something she doesn't stop til she has it done.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y07nkTZ4Cz8/Tg1Z-vgdyuI/AAAAAAAACM4/eevSyXSewUo/s1600/IMG_1322_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y07nkTZ4Cz8/Tg1Z-vgdyuI/AAAAAAAACM4/eevSyXSewUo/s640/IMG_1322_edited-1.jpg" width="435" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33I9ztXNKLQ/Tg1X1z-Y-gI/AAAAAAAACMs/Jhko--OeWHg/s1600/IMG_1325.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33I9ztXNKLQ/Tg1X1z-Y-gI/AAAAAAAACMs/Jhko--OeWHg/s640/IMG_1325.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;smart girl changing into a Lowe's work shirt.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuovP0kWeBE/Tg1X9wAhExI/AAAAAAAACMw/tG67lBjZg4k/s1600/IMG_1329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuovP0kWeBE/Tg1X9wAhExI/AAAAAAAACMw/tG67lBjZg4k/s640/IMG_1329.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;gotta love already cut pieces of base board in the garage that won't even go noticed that it is missing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My "painting project"?&amp;nbsp; What painting project?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This became my project and I wouldn't have missed a second of teaching, helping and doing any of it so that I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;one on one time with my almost 17 year old daughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;who will gone out of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;before I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is the project we decided to do first~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iH-EuTf1_zA/Tg1XmpbJEmI/AAAAAAAACMk/7tmY6I0eqPE/s1600/IMG_1332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iH-EuTf1_zA/Tg1XmpbJEmI/AAAAAAAACMk/7tmY6I0eqPE/s640/IMG_1332.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;she picked the word!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The project started out easy since I already had random size wood that wouldn't need cut.&amp;nbsp; We used vinyl letters so that was easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just sanding, painting, mod podge and vinyl.&amp;nbsp; Viola!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So easy that just as we started my brain perked up again and thought of something else we could do at the same time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Only this would require me &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(well the laser)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;cutting the tags and letters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;me gluing on knobs, and me sanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All that so Sam could have one&amp;nbsp;of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTsv7iQCEoY/Tg1YDpAmTKI/AAAAAAAACM0/734-hB9GeIk/s1600/IMG_1330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTsv7iQCEoY/Tg1YDpAmTKI/AAAAAAAACM0/734-hB9GeIk/s640/IMG_1330.jpg" width="434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;recognize the tulle?&amp;nbsp; We bought a whole roll of it for prom and we are getting use of all of it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We decided on wood letters for this one and I think it turned out great and she was very happy with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After she was done, she made me laugh when she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"You mean I have to clean this mess up now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only thing we bought for both projects was scrap book paper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Another moment not missed and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;another night I will always remember! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-5330506554386017021?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5330506554386017021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5330506554386017021&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5330506554386017021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5330506554386017021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-as-i-planned.html' title='Not as I planned'/><author><name>Heather</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/-Y07nkTZ4Cz8/Tg1Z-vgdyuI/AAAAAAAACM4/eevSyXSewUo/s72-c/IMG_1322_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-953517950790044511</id><published>2011-06-30T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:19:39.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback download</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today I had a fun song pop in my head that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have not heard in like forever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Probably because the song is old now.&amp;nbsp; Probably because the group was a lil outspoken and the public wasn't happy about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All I know is the song popped in my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and I have been singing it all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO﻿, I downloaded it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Song is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Let 'Er Rip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;by these people....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVh2JsR1GLc/Tg08GDlJqbI/AAAAAAAACMg/QNQxIdRtWVo/s1600/dixie+chicks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVh2JsR1GLc/Tg08GDlJqbI/AAAAAAAACMg/QNQxIdRtWVo/s400/dixie+chicks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Like them or not they sing great and you can't listen to them without singing along.&amp;nbsp; I sing along and pretend I blend perfectly with them.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; As long as no one else is around to tell me different, I would make a great 4th member to the group.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-953517950790044511?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/953517950790044511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=953517950790044511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/953517950790044511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/953517950790044511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/flashback-download.html' title='Flashback download'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVh2JsR1GLc/Tg08GDlJqbI/AAAAAAAACMg/QNQxIdRtWVo/s72-c/dixie+chicks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5544294167720389881</id><published>2011-06-23T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:32:30.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lunch Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't eat breakfast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well almost never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a hard time turning down biscuits and gravy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;or a good donut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a lunch person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE A GOOD LUNCH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a sucker for Deli's.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a sucker for BBQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a sucker for Mexican food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok I could really eat anything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXCEPT FISH!﻿!!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There is a reason that is written so bold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but that will be another post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What I like about going to lunch is that it is the time of day I get hungry and everything sounds good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is my big meal of the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Another thing I like about lunch is my lunch dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lunch dates are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have alot of people I would call friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but I only have a handful of people that I truly feel I can call any time of the day or night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(these are my AZ people I have a handful in CA too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAZa7uVFniI/TgQdGvbKS3I/AAAAAAAACMM/9Q6bgaX3jhU/s1600/blog+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAZa7uVFniI/TgQdGvbKS3I/AAAAAAAACMM/9Q6bgaX3jhU/s640/blog+1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H30_NHWQY6U/TgQdIQLl3pI/AAAAAAAACMQ/iGvsb0g_xf0/s1600/blog+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H30_NHWQY6U/TgQdIQLl3pI/AAAAAAAACMQ/iGvsb0g_xf0/s400/blog+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These ladies are nice that I haven't called them at night yet, but ya never know I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love these ladies, it is always fun when I get to go to lunch with them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Girl talk is always a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also have other lunch dates that I like maybe alil better!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These people are crazy and sometimes I have to pretend I am not with them when we go out, but I love spending time with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFpyijXJRKc/TgQgCZwqPwI/AAAAAAAACMU/Rp2Wnz6sDmM/s1600/thayne3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFpyijXJRKc/TgQgCZwqPwI/AAAAAAAACMU/Rp2Wnz6sDmM/s320/thayne3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lkUMVW6uEQ/TgQgGt9tcGI/AAAAAAAACMY/XUUhn-we190/s1600/kids+blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lkUMVW6uEQ/TgQgGt9tcGI/AAAAAAAACMY/XUUhn-we190/s640/kids+blog.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Let's Do Lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4506530260093587036-5544294167720389881?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5544294167720389881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5544294167720389881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5544294167720389881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5544294167720389881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-lunch-buddies.html' title='My Lunch Buddies'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAZa7uVFniI/TgQdGvbKS3I/AAAAAAAACMM/9Q6bgaX3jhU/s72-c/blog+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1381856765380366750</id><published>2011-06-22T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T13:17:17.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ME....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In a bathing suit and bathing suit shorts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No Shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Balancing on a short wobbly ladder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hose running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bucket of soapy water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Washing windows. (yes I was...really)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I washed about 3 windows and was thinking everything was going smoothly.&amp;nbsp; Then, all of a sudden I felt a tickly crawling, YES CRAWLING feeling up my leg.&amp;nbsp; I looked down to see a scorpion crawling up my leg and seeing another one headed for the other leg.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe it either.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am pleased to announce that today I successfully washed 3 windows (yep I quit) and killed 2 scorpions in a half hours time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Looks like I will be cleaning inside today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BLAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-1381856765380366750?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1381856765380366750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1381856765380366750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1381856765380366750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1381856765380366750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/picture-this.html' title='Picture this...'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-221065893612102397</id><published>2011-06-21T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:33:25.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>domino effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It Happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just like always.&amp;nbsp; When I do one project it always sparks something in my brain of something else I can do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love when that happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's a secret right now cuz I have to try it out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but when I finish I will let you see.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-221065893612102397?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/221065893612102397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=221065893612102397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/221065893612102397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/221065893612102397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/domino-effect.html' title='domino effect'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1590036788436858436</id><published>2011-06-20T20:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:16:45.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Molding/tile Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a craft room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Only I call it my office or laser room.&amp;nbsp; I should call it the wreck room because that is what it looks like most of the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The laser room&amp;nbsp;is where all my magic happens.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My mind gets all giddy with fun ideas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Some ideas are better than others, but they are all fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some of my best ideas come from my kids saying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"it's my friends birthday can you make something?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why YES I can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is Emily's birthday.&amp;nbsp; Her mom just redecorated her room so we thought something simple and cute and personalized would be a good idea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I dug into my room of tricks and pretty soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;this plain piece of molding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDl-VT7Tg3M/TgAGZjw3YtI/AAAAAAAACL8/wabRv1DaHvQ/s1600/molding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDl-VT7Tg3M/TgAGZjw3YtI/AAAAAAAACL8/wabRv1DaHvQ/s400/molding.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;turned into this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA9YbqJgYk/TgAGdMlfNkI/AAAAAAAACMA/c7vt_8jWxLU/s1600/mold2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA9YbqJgYk/TgAGdMlfNkI/AAAAAAAACMA/c7vt_8jWxLU/s640/mold2.jpg" width="417" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this molding because it is thick enough so it stands on its own.&amp;nbsp; No easel necessary!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All I did was tape off the top half and painted the bottom half black and then scuffed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then taped off the bottom half and painted the top white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then with my handy dandy laser machine I cut out an "E" with mdf board and painted the "E" black, and then glued it on the top half of molding.&amp;nbsp; Added a lil&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;***bling***&lt;/em&gt; a Shazooow there it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simple!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The molding came just as you see it in the top picture&amp;nbsp;so I did not have to cut anything with a saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now this is where the bonus creative stuff comes in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After I cut out letters with my laser machine I usually chose if I want to use the letter or the frame of the letter.&amp;nbsp; I usually chose which will look better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So when I used the "E" I cut out I still had the frame to the "E" and I didn't want to waste it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So....... I found a $.16 white 4x4" tile in my handy dandy room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SEE ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v22-uTw8kG4/TgAGdp5LVuI/AAAAAAAACME/JF1S787zeZw/s1600/tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v22-uTw8kG4/TgAGdp5LVuI/AAAAAAAACME/JF1S787zeZw/s400/tile.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was the perfect size to put the "E" frame on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I painted the frame black and then added &lt;em&gt;***bling***&lt;/em&gt; to match the molding project, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this is what I ended up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7FmtvrYPmM/TgAGfbo2p3I/AAAAAAAACMI/eQrvMYlUWbU/s1600/tile2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7FmtvrYPmM/TgAGfbo2p3I/AAAAAAAACMI/eQrvMYlUWbU/s640/tile2.jpg" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These two projects took about an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Molding was about $4.00 and tile was $.16.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone has black paint laying around so you shouldn't have to go out and buy that.&amp;nbsp; You should also have glue lying around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I got the &lt;em&gt;***bling***&lt;/em&gt; from the scrapbook section at Hobby Lobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know not everyone has a laser machine to cut letters in any font they want, but you can still do this with letters you see at Michael's or Hobby Lobby or if you have a friend like me you can have me&amp;nbsp;cut some for you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you are really lazy and not very crafty and you don't want to make it yourself call me and I will make it for ya, but it will cost ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When Sam gave Emily her gifts I think she liked them because I heard a squeel of delight when she saw them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-1590036788436858436?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1590036788436858436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1590036788436858436&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1590036788436858436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1590036788436858436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/moldingtile-project.html' title='Molding/tile Project'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDl-VT7Tg3M/TgAGZjw3YtI/AAAAAAAACL8/wabRv1DaHvQ/s72-c/molding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8460805940037959440</id><published>2011-06-19T22:21:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:58:39.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rah RAh RAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There are somethings I just don't get about myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why is it I can tell myself over and over I can't do something.&amp;nbsp; I am either not smart enough, strong enough, talented enough.&amp;nbsp; Skinny, tall or pretty enough to do something.&amp;nbsp; Anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As soon as someone tell me I can't do something I will do everything in my power to do it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just to prove I can do it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why do I do that?&amp;nbsp; What a stupid way to be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I once had a friend tell me that she didn't have anyone to cheer her on and&amp;nbsp;so she decided she had to be&amp;nbsp;her own cheerleader and do things she wanted to do and she was gonna cheer herself on&amp;nbsp;in everything she wants to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And you know what?&amp;nbsp; She is a pretty darn good "self cheerleader".&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have thought about&amp;nbsp;it and I am gonna be my own cheerleader darn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVlUnFRVi8I/Tf7bAUASXhI/AAAAAAAACL0/xbQbkzOjo4E/s1600/cheer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVlUnFRVi8I/Tf7bAUASXhI/AAAAAAAACL0/xbQbkzOjo4E/s400/cheer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ok Wait a Second!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She's how I feel, not how I wanna look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU8_skxK3Qg/Tf7bCjnHTPI/AAAAAAAACL4/IkkWCeBuJPc/s1600/cheer+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU8_skxK3Qg/Tf7bCjnHTPI/AAAAAAAACL4/IkkWCeBuJPc/s400/cheer+2.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Phew Much Better, minus the belly button showing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(BTW just a heed of cation, don't ever just type in Cheerleader when you google images.&amp;nbsp; Google "cheerleader cartoon".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And if you really do it, don't say I didn't warn ya")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am also going to teach my kids to learn to do the same.&amp;nbsp; I don't want them to think they can't do something but to always try and to cheer themselves the whole way no matter what anyone says.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I remember this quote I heard once, not sure who said it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"One day your life will flash before your eyes.&amp;nbsp; Make sure it's worth watching"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Right now I think my life would make a really good "Lifetime" movie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am thinking I may want to add some "HGTV" and some "Fit TV" and maybe some.... well you get the idea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Something to add a lil more variety to the exciting life I have.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know I am not the only one thinking this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think it is life.&amp;nbsp; We as people are always looking for ways to make things better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I think we just put ourselves last.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know what you're thinking?&amp;nbsp;You were thinking that I am tall enough, strong enough, and talented enough, smart......oh wait you weren't thinking that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You are thinking that this is how I think every time I get the urge to roller blade and get my butt movin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I knew that what you were thinking.&amp;nbsp; You are right I am, well I am thinking about those dusty old things in the closet and just wish someone would call and tell me that I am just to old to roller blade and that I can't do it anymore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then I would have to show them I totally could still do it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Roller blade and watching me fall would be so fun to see when I watch my life flash before my eyes, because I would think "well at least I did it".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I always have good intentions, I am just working on the follow thru part of my plans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HEY! I am getting there.&amp;nbsp; I am getting better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wonder if the self cheerleader part would help if I got myself a uniform?&amp;nbsp; Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If this &lt;a href="http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-got-spirit.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;old blog post&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;of mine just flashed in your head like it did mine, don't worry I won't get the megaphone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-8460805940037959440?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8460805940037959440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8460805940037959440&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8460805940037959440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8460805940037959440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/youve-got-spirit.html' title='Rah RAh RAH!'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVlUnFRVi8I/Tf7bAUASXhI/AAAAAAAACL0/xbQbkzOjo4E/s72-c/cheer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3538437566771036729</id><published>2011-06-19T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:59:53.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My kids are so lucky to have such a fun dad who will do anything for them, and loves to have fun with them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6z0ivpPJGo/Tf5jH8kXjDI/AAAAAAAACLw/SmQ3qJbmXMk/s1600/thayne+kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="542" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6z0ivpPJGo/Tf5jH8kXjDI/AAAAAAAACLw/SmQ3qJbmXMk/s640/thayne+kids.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3538437566771036729?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3538437566771036729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3538437566771036729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3538437566771036729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3538437566771036729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-day.html' title='Daddy Day'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6z0ivpPJGo/Tf5jH8kXjDI/AAAAAAAACLw/SmQ3qJbmXMk/s72-c/thayne+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3320314229302500230</id><published>2011-06-17T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:35:39.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Ricky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That's right, I have Ricky Martin on the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not because he is a cutie pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not because He sang Happy Birthday to me&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; (on a commercial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on my birthday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been singing Ricky Martin "She Bangs" in my head all week because Brother Longs was funny enough to talk about Ricky Martin "she bangs" in his talk on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Totally cracked me up and it still makes me laugh thinking about it, and now I have the stupid song stuck in my head all week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Did you know it is hard to sing that song in your head or out loud and sit still doing it?&amp;nbsp; I didn't say it couldn't be done, just that it's hard to do.&amp;nbsp; It has a good dance beat.&amp;nbsp; Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-3320314229302500230?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3320314229302500230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3320314229302500230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3320314229302500230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3320314229302500230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-ricky.html' title='Oh Ricky'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5647048753567567994</id><published>2011-06-17T14:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:56:17.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy/Unhappy days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Summer days as an adult are so much different than as a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The things that make me happy now aren't spending all day at the pool with a whoppin $.75 to spend at the snack shack, or building a blanket fort in the hot upstairs bonus room with a fan blowing on me to keep me cool while watching Tom and Jerry cartoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Things that make me happy now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~letting my girls have a movie night and when I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;go to the kitchen to get popcorn and finding out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sam is popping the last bag for her friends, but then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;have her bring me a small bowl of popcorn to my room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to have while watching "Dear John".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ giving Wyatt $20 when dropping him off at his cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;for a few days and having him give me the whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;$20 when I pick him up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ trips to QT with my kids to get a soda cuz it is so stinkin hot outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ having Sam drive to get me a QT soda when I don't wanna go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ kids weeding without complaining, except Sam because she found this lil guy when she was weeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxj9xPBsukk/TfvLR4Zfb-I/AAAAAAAACLs/vj4dP8kiXoA/s1600/bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxj9xPBsukk/TfvLR4Zfb-I/AAAAAAAACLs/vj4dP8kiXoA/s400/bird.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I should have warned ya huh?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Unhappy now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ having to buy all the summer snacks&amp;nbsp;that the kids mow through in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ not wanting to get into a bathing suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ never having a clean towel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ all the QT cups sitting around the house, and yes I take blame for alot of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ snack shacks that cost more than $.75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Summer is my favorite season.&amp;nbsp; Love the heat, love the clothes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;love no homework and love making memories! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love the good and the bad!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5647048753567567994?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5647048753567567994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5647048753567567994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5647048753567567994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5647048753567567994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/happyunhappy-days-of-summer.html' title='Happy/Unhappy days of Summer'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxj9xPBsukk/TfvLR4Zfb-I/AAAAAAAACLs/vj4dP8kiXoA/s72-c/bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1383976144104730308</id><published>2011-06-14T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T17:37:43.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a mall day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Let's go shoppin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sounds like fun until all I heard was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~that's ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~(just silence) with the nose turned up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~mom it's not the 80's anymore (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but have you been shoppin? It's all 80's style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~you could wear that if you went to the gym (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;referring to bathing suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so fun to go shopping with but apparently have no style, pick only ugly clothes and am to fat to wear anything anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;However, I would bet anyone that tomorrow morning I have at least one of my daughters in my closet looking for something to wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going to stand by that saying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Actions speak louder than words"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1383976144104730308?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1383976144104730308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1383976144104730308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1383976144104730308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1383976144104730308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-was-mall-day.html' title='It was a mall day'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5629075136090763167</id><published>2011-06-09T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T17:49:50.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Camp﻿&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Scout camp and girls camp all in the same week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Scout camp all week and girls camp is just a few days.&amp;nbsp; It has been really weird not having all my kids home.&amp;nbsp; It makes me realize what I miss about each one of them.&amp;nbsp; They all have different personalities and I count on each one of them for different things, so when they are gone I notice and am sad for their absence.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't wait til they come back and I get to hear all about the good and bad of camp.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am hoping to hear more good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tomorrow looks like a loner day for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Loner = clean and paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(of course I am gonna try to find time to lay out by the pool)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want someone to start a "Handy Lady" business.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just like when you call a Handy Man to come fix things in your house, I want to call a Handy Lady to come work beside me and help clean and finish projects with me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seriously a genius idea if someone would just go start it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May I should start the business.&amp;nbsp; duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This summer is going to go by so fast.&amp;nbsp; Shouldn't I have a cruise or something fun scheduled in the next few months?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I wish!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gonna just enjoy my kids and have fun with them and make more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-5629075136090763167?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5629075136090763167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5629075136090763167&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5629075136090763167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5629075136090763167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/theme-for-week.html' title='Theme for the week'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-3647207131893878158</id><published>2011-06-08T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:44:10.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum roll please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;OLDER THAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14TgOtySk8A/Te-YPb1fWPI/AAAAAAAACLA/Ta7F4Accyk8/s1600/dirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14TgOtySk8A/Te-YPb1fWPI/AAAAAAAACLA/Ta7F4Accyk8/s640/dirt.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and it doesn't bother me one bit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-3647207131893878158?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3647207131893878158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=3647207131893878158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3647207131893878158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/3647207131893878158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/drum-roll-please.html' title='Drum roll please.'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14TgOtySk8A/Te-YPb1fWPI/AAAAAAAACLA/Ta7F4Accyk8/s72-c/dirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-5994878380186139737</id><published>2011-06-07T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T17:26:58.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shutter~bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It is so fun having a kid who enjoys the same hobby as myself.&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;&lt;em&gt;Miss Shutter Bugs loves photography and it is so fun to see the ideas she has when she takes pictures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eofRbGFai4/Te7AzZgGzEI/AAAAAAAACKs/kPSJNeDM8ks/s1600/jess+frames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eofRbGFai4/Te7AzZgGzEI/AAAAAAAACKs/kPSJNeDM8ks/s640/jess+frames.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&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;Of course editing the pictures are almost as fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of her pics that I think are fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7xUFUio19M/Te7A0doDExI/AAAAAAAACKw/aNwv7VteePk/s1600/collage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7xUFUio19M/Te7A0doDExI/AAAAAAAACKw/aNwv7VteePk/s640/collage1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZevEfnQVG_M/Te7BN7OHf1I/AAAAAAAACK8/eRlK751wV9Y/s1600/collage+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZevEfnQVG_M/Te7BN7OHf1I/AAAAAAAACK8/eRlK751wV9Y/s640/collage+2.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkBkeaCMdnU/Te7A32_PNtI/AAAAAAAACK4/yAbL4S0H-Q0/s1600/collage+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkBkeaCMdnU/Te7A32_PNtI/AAAAAAAACK4/yAbL4S0H-Q0/s640/collage+3.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-5994878380186139737?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5994878380186139737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=5994878380186139737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5994878380186139737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/5994878380186139737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/shutterbugs.html' title='shutter~bugs'/><author><name>Heather</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/-2eofRbGFai4/Te7AzZgGzEI/AAAAAAAACKs/kPSJNeDM8ks/s72-c/jess+frames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8618950760839385621</id><published>2011-06-06T20:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:34:36.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reality......girl vs 25 guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes I am going there!&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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No exciting blog today.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij36pl0DQ9Q/Te61dplVAiI/AAAAAAAACKo/2E5P4OjSl7E/s1600/bentley-williams-picture_379x305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij36pl0DQ9Q/Te61dplVAiI/AAAAAAAACKo/2E5P4OjSl7E/s400/bentley-williams-picture_379x305.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I like this pic better)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;just the excitement of going in to watch my tivo'd episode of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the Bachelorette so I can see the jerkiest guy ever get booted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;YUCK!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hate him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes he does add some entertainment for those of us who like seeing men who think they are so "all that" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;make a fool of themselves being so "not all that".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am not liking the Bachelorette very much but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;entertainment factor is still there for me since I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;easily entertained.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; However, Ashly does drive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;nuts that everything is so "the sweetest thing ever".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes annoying people all making out with each other, wearing almost no clothes, always jogging shirtless, batman mask wearing weirdo, big forheaded Bachelorette, and yes I am still going to watch each and every episode.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See ya Bentley!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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;&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;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-8618950760839385621?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8618950760839385621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8618950760839385621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8618950760839385621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8618950760839385621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/bachelorette.html' title='reality......girl vs 25 guys'/><author><name>Heather</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij36pl0DQ9Q/Te61dplVAiI/AAAAAAAACKo/2E5P4OjSl7E/s72-c/bentley-williams-picture_379x305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8034211538526997670</id><published>2011-06-05T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:16:39.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I've had one of those....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Year!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoxrdN8fmoQ/TexEtf4ywtI/AAAAAAAACKg/CEdszBQpOKk/s1600/spin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoxrdN8fmoQ/TexEtf4ywtI/AAAAAAAACKg/CEdszBQpOKk/s640/spin.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You know when you feel like everything is just spinning around you and when the spinning stops you're not sure which direction to walk and you really can't even walk straight if you did know which direction to go.&amp;nbsp; You have people around you telling you to go a certain direction but you can't see straight enough to actually focus on that direction so you just try walking and hope you get some where.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yep that just about sums up how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's what life is about I suppose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am thankful for friends and family who are helping me try to see straight to get to the spot I need to be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Theme for this week~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;stay focus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8034211538526997670?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8034211538526997670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8034211538526997670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8034211538526997670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8034211538526997670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-spinning.html' title='just .....'/><author><name>Heather</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoxrdN8fmoQ/TexEtf4ywtI/AAAAAAAACKg/CEdszBQpOKk/s72-c/spin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8700336217224601095</id><published>2011-06-02T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:07:33.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am getting back to the gym.&amp;nbsp; Yep probably a lil late for bathing suit season, but getting into a bathing suit has certainly been part of the motivation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Good thing wearing bathing suit shorts is in right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; PHewwwwwwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going to get my girls to go to some classes with me.&amp;nbsp; What a good way to be motivated then to have 2 teenage girls wanting to go.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not to mention that I will have to sit by my friend Kaye at the beach this summer and I am already looking into cover ups so I can sit by her with a smile.&amp;nbsp; hahaha&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So the Subway cookies I ate today, not a good idea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Time to get serious!&amp;nbsp; I can do this.&amp;nbsp; Feel free to do it with me.&amp;nbsp; Anyone want to have a challenge?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-8700336217224601095?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8700336217224601095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8700336217224601095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8700336217224601095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8700336217224601095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-back.html' title='getting back'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-703725708160409273</id><published>2011-05-30T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:57:36.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Not just a day off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's a day to remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Memorial Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYPL4S50Pzk/TePL-W2ePCI/AAAAAAAACKc/WTw3DkJiC5U/s1600/memorial1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYPL4S50Pzk/TePL-W2ePCI/AAAAAAAACKc/WTw3DkJiC5U/s640/memorial1.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so thankful to wake up everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;with the freedoms that&amp;nbsp;I have because of men and women &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;who have served and sacrificed for our country!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-703725708160409273?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/703725708160409273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=703725708160409273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/703725708160409273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/703725708160409273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-just-day-off.html' title='~Not just a day off'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYPL4S50Pzk/TePL-W2ePCI/AAAAAAAACKc/WTw3DkJiC5U/s72-c/memorial1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-4467317417310790182</id><published>2011-05-30T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:49:49.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the 40's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here's the plan&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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plans always sound good in my head and I always have good intentions but sometimes executing those plans isn't so easy.&lt;/em&gt;&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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;BUT, I am making another go at plans for my 40's!&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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going to learn a new skill each year of my 40's.&amp;nbsp; Starting next week when I turn 41.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 40 wasn't the best for starting a new skill and so I am starting at 41.&amp;nbsp; I already have a few I am wanting to learn but if anyone has a skill they just couldn't live without knowing, please pass it along, it may just be a life changer for me. Ü&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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's to good intentions and new skills!&amp;nbsp; &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;&lt;strong&gt;Things I don't plan on putting on my list~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sewing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;painting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rock climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gardening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~there are more but that's all I can think of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that may make the list~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fitness/nutrition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;organizing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-4467317417310790182?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4467317417310790182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=4467317417310790182&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4467317417310790182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/4467317417310790182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/05/40s.html' title='the 40&apos;s'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-1693377415804134183</id><published>2011-05-28T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:42:53.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why May is not my favorite month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The one thing I don't like about May is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Season Finales!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why must everything come to an end and leave the summer tv season so boring!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Survivor~ over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dancing with the Stars~ over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Biggest Loser~ over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;American Idol~ over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Celebrity Apprentice~ over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bachelorette~ just started and not sure if I am too excited about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Voices~ haven't got hooked on this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I need to know what I am missing that I can watch this summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe I will try to hit the gym alittle more (Jess is looking over my shoulder as I type this and she is laughing... not a good sign).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So long for now to my "Reality" and hello to re-runs.&amp;nbsp; Uggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Time to play in the sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Woooohooooo!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-1693377415804134183?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1693377415804134183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=1693377415804134183&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1693377415804134183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/1693377415804134183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-may-is-not-my-favorite-mornth.html' title='Why May is not my favorite month'/><author><name>Heather</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8712075825454226595</id><published>2011-05-25T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T09:48:37.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seeing red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There are reason you buy these babies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vOyBqDwSwA/Td0sxPsbeYI/AAAAAAAACKQ/A9fApiki9ik/s1600/thumb+drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vOyBqDwSwA/Td0sxPsbeYI/AAAAAAAACKQ/A9fApiki9ik/s400/thumb+drive.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I buy them to store all my important files and pictures on so I don't cry when and if my computer were ever to crash.&amp;nbsp; I like knowing all my old pictures are safe and sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;UNFORTUNATELY﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never thought that my kids and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3M_3X518eE/Td0ugvTmerI/AAAAAAAACKU/Ahpefpir2tQ/s1600/delete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3M_3X518eE/Td0ugvTmerI/AAAAAAAACKU/Ahpefpir2tQ/s400/delete.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;would be such a ginormous problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Huge veins popping out of my forehead moment today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~I bet you're wondering why I am not putting up a picture of that huh?~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I put in my thumb drive to get a picture and this is all I saw on my 8G drive that was completely full with no more room on it to store a single thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HentK4ZWVUo/Td0yHdOjBuI/AAAAAAAACKY/B0yI1da6uyE/s1600/thumb+pic+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HentK4ZWVUo/Td0yHdOjBuI/AAAAAAAACKY/B0yI1da6uyE/s640/thumb+pic+copy.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;all I have left is this report on Rome that was so important it needed to replace all my hundreds of pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm gonna go take an Excedrin now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-8712075825454226595?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8712075825454226595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=8712075825454226595&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8712075825454226595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/8712075825454226595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/05/seeing-red.html' title='seeing red'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vOyBqDwSwA/Td0sxPsbeYI/AAAAAAAACKQ/A9fApiki9ik/s72-c/thumb+drive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-7760275058081326552</id><published>2011-05-23T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T09:09:57.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time is flying</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: large;"&gt;So hard to believe this is the last week of school for my kids. &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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why is it that I don't look at it as my kids are growing up, but that I am getting old.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I remember the last week of school and always being so excited for summer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The beach, the pool, spending alot of time in a bathing suit.&amp;nbsp; Having just enough money to get a candy and a slurpee at 7-11.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It will be fun to listen to my kids when they get older to hear what they remember about their summers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXfOB4Cflbg/TdqGv54G26I/AAAAAAAACKM/bHufO3zJ1ns/s1600/kids+summmer_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rXfOB4Cflbg/TdqGv54G26I/AAAAAAAACKM/bHufO3zJ1ns/s640/kids+summmer_picnik.jpg" width="640" /&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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/4506530260093587036-7760275058081326552?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7760275058081326552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=7760275058081326552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7760275058081326552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/7760275058081326552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-is-flying.html' title='time is flying'/><author><name>Heather</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/-rXfOB4Cflbg/TdqGv54G26I/AAAAAAAACKM/bHufO3zJ1ns/s72-c/kids+summmer_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-9031030919321417632</id><published>2011-05-20T14:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T14:26:24.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all grown up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The starving college kid is home this week for a visit.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so glad I get to spend time with him when the other kids are at school.&amp;nbsp; We go to lunch and he even went grocery shopping with me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After walking down the first isle of the grocery store and with about 8 things in my cart, I was informed I had more things in my cart then he gets for the whole week.&amp;nbsp; Looks like someone need to learn how to shop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was fun shopping and showing him tips to shop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am thinking about starting coupons again and showing him so he can stalk up for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyways....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;as we were shopping he asked me what I had planned for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well it's Friday and I usually don't plan ahead for Friday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So I said "haven't thought of it yet".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So TJ says, "well you don't have to plan on me for dinner".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I said ok, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you listening?&amp;nbsp; This is great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TJ said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"because I took steak our of the freezer and I am marinating it for dinner tonight!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh yes he did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMi0sMYrB1E/Tdbbl9_4w3I/AAAAAAAACKI/JSN7-4RMw8I/s1600/steak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMi0sMYrB1E/Tdbbl9_4w3I/AAAAAAAACKI/JSN7-4RMw8I/s640/steak.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He did tell me he took 2 out so he is going to be nice enough to share with Wyatt.&amp;nbsp; Looks like the girls and I will find something for ourselves.&amp;nbsp; hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh to be a 18 year old boy who is back home with food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4506530260093587036-9031030919321417632?l=harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/feeds/9031030919321417632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4506530260093587036&amp;postID=9031030919321417632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/9031030919321417632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4506530260093587036/posts/default/9031030919321417632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisdailyhurrah.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-grown-up.html' title='all grown up'/><author><name>Heather</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMi0sMYrB1E/Tdbbl9_4w3I/AAAAAAAACKI/JSN7-4RMw8I/s72-c/steak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506530260093587036.post-8376887524806571165</id><published>2011-05-13T15:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:27:19.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you read an article, it's the little words under a picture that nobody reads but the person whose name it is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To that person it is nice to be recognized for their work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This week my name was the little words under the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pvc.maricopa.edu/puma/puma-new/sports.html"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.pvc.maricopa.edu/puma/puma-new/sports.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been taking pictures at TJ's pole vaulting meets.&amp;nbsp; I take pictures of his whole team and then I post them to a facebook page I made so the team can see the pictures and use them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ's school asked if they could use the pictures for their school paper and this week one of my pictures was used.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is fun for me to see even though I know no one will read the little words but me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/311/239AC5BEF3A877AF45E7AD52288C8ECC.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; 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