<?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-5932311346403847875</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:59:10.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misty and Jason</title><subtitle type='html'>Go confidently in the direction of your dreams.  Live the life you have imagined.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-3252275074375639440</id><published>2011-08-16T15:33:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:18:40.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Misty Run!</title><content type='html'>During the late winter/early spring my friend Ashley and I decided that we were going to sign up to run a half marathon. Neither one of us had ever ran one before so we were so excited to dedicate ourselves to running one. In fact, I had never ran further than 6 miles before so I about messed my pants when I pushed the purchase button on the website. For those of you who know me well know that I am a true sprinter and struggle going slow and struggle even more going for a long run but I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641589484732562690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1vZAxr17aM/TkrzvvYQPQI/AAAAAAAAATY/TzdCVHPDhkE/s400/DSC_0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641589478930914114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lH1KgI7nm1A/TkrzvZxCG0I/AAAAAAAAATQ/_hR_TQGGgxE/s400/DSC_0466.JPG" /&gt;Ashley and I started our training off really well but the closer it got to the race the harder it became to train. Both of our schedules were crazy. I was still teaching and coaching track and it was really hard to find times where we both could get together to run. I decided to see if I could beg others to run with us so we could have other training buddies. I called my sister in law Lynette and convinced her and her son Jesse to sign up and run with us. The race was on June 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; which was a week after school got out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641589492388553778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfxAB7IREPs/TkrzwL5lZDI/AAAAAAAAATo/mdSL2BYYoRQ/s400/DSC_0478.JPG" /&gt;The night before the race I couldn't sleep because I was so nervous. We had to wake up at 3:00 am because we had to be there by 4:00 even though the race didn't start until 6:00 am. When we got to the start of the race it was so cold. They built little fires all around for us to try and get warm. As the race got closer to starting I told our group to go to the very front because I didn't want to run further than I had to. When the race started we took off at a faster pace then we normally run. Ashley and I both looked at our pace on our watch and saw that it was a lot faster but we both said that we felt awesome and thought that we would be fine (we later realized that was a stupid decision). When we got to the 6 mile mark we were at 43 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; which is a little slower then a 7 min mile pace. We slowed it down some but not enough. We were both doing awesome until about the 9 mile mark, which is where my family was watching. After I passed them I realized that there was no way I could finish the race at the pace I was going and that I better slow down or I won't make it but Ashley kept going. When I got to the 10 mile mark I thought that I was going to die. I remember thinking that there was no way I was going to be able to run another mile. I don't know how my legs kept going. When I had about 2 miles left I saw Ashley ahead of me and it looked like she was in the same boat as I was. When I got to her I thought about running the rest of the way with her but I thought if I slow down any more I will stop and I made it my goal to not walk so I passed her and kept going. I finally finished with a time of 1 hour and 58 min. My goal was to run under 2 hours and to run faster than Jason did when he ran his last year ( 2 hr and 20 min). I remember the last two miles the thing that really kept me going was telling myself not to let Jason's time beat me.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641589486372137282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mnYdwBilzh0/Tkrzv1fKKUI/AAAAAAAAATg/9nubESdxpW8/s400/DSC_0477.JPG" /&gt;As I was at the finish line I kept looking for Ashley thinking that she should have been right behind me. A couple &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; go by then I noticed that two race workers were practically carrying Ashley because she was so out of it. I felt so guilty for not running the last part with her. We took her to the medical tent where they tried helping her with little success. The whole time we were in there she was saying the funniest things &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;becuase&lt;/span&gt; she was so delirious. We finally decided to take her to the emergency room where she had 3 IV bags put in her, that is how drained she was. Luckily everything turned out okay and we can now look back and laugh at all the crazy things she was saying&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641589497390290578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTrL1Eq4eGU/TkrzweiF1pI/AAAAAAAAATw/WAd-yt4K_u0/s400/DSC_0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-3252275074375639440?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/3252275074375639440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=3252275074375639440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/3252275074375639440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/3252275074375639440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2011/08/run-misty-run.html' title='Run Misty Run!'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1vZAxr17aM/TkrzvvYQPQI/AAAAAAAAATY/TzdCVHPDhkE/s72-c/DSC_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-5871641237555461848</id><published>2011-04-09T15:55:00.043-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:50:40.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Cruises!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594075388144151298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kq6-C1EcUXE/TaIl7UUWawI/AAAAAAAAAQc/d9bvHMUfx0w/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B016.jpg" /&gt; In January Jason and I went on a cruise with his sister Tara and her husband Brandon. The cruise departed out of Galveston Texas and stopped at Jamaica, Grand Caymens, and Cozumel.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594075381129044994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hykK_cfjx40/TaIl66L0ZAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8bLTsXFIu0E/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B003.jpg" /&gt; I was the only one out of the four of us who had ever been on a cruise before. I told them all that cruises aren't bad and that they won't even tell that they are moving. I was way off!!! When the ship set sail it was stormy and really cold in Galveston. That first night was really rocky and I think that we all got a little sea sick. We had to go to the nurses station to get motion sickness medication. After that first night it was smooth sailing from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594143386978195314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWy0zQYVoDw/TaJjxXtvl3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/oV9ClQ5hFpU/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B001.jpg" /&gt;Jason loved the cruise. Constant entertainment, sports, sun, food... One of his favorite things was the dinner options. He loved that he didn't have to pick which meal to eat because he could just get one of each. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594076247314542354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44arIupsI8M/TaImtU-iLxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/giGFAuszfPg/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B017.jpg" /&gt;He also loved that there was always some type of sports competition going on at the sports court. In fact, every activity they offered we won!!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594077519619109330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R7umzFBIpwk/TaIn3YrlMdI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/P2HCTuojTdE/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B004.jpg" /&gt;Brandon and Jason took first place in a three on three basketball tournament, the four of us took first in a volleyball tournament, Jason and Brandon joined with some other guys to win the dodgeball tournament, Jason took first place in the foul shot competition, and the last night Jason took first in the hot shots shoot around competition... and believe it or not I took second place. All together Jason and I took home 6 gold and one silver medals. Brandon enjoyed wearing all the medal to watch people stare.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594149864341916274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YPgvNmPAQFM/TaJpqZxmSnI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Wk-IXCo-Qww/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jamaica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jamaica was my favorite yet scariest island of all the places we stopped. We took a hour ride to the Dunn river falls. This was one of the most beautiful places that I have seen. The four of us climbed the waterfalls which are about 1,000 feet high. It was a blast climbing from the bottom to the top.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079599495362386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fETgv8H6BI/TaIpwc0uN1I/AAAAAAAAARM/_cBrw6CRmXA/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B85.bmp" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079602332647714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXNf-2jC0T4/TaIpwnZLwSI/AAAAAAAAARU/69encKsP-tA/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B86.bmp" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079606649606994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai2XnZVlpJc/TaIpw3ebU1I/AAAAAAAAARc/8zWw8XdewtI/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B88.bmp" /&gt;After we climbed the falls we drove to a different location to do some tubing down the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594152614131688674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUzzc8oVGPk/TaJsKdikZOI/AAAAAAAAATE/0AddYda0h5c/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B022.jpg" /&gt;As we were driving back to our ship we got in a huge traffic jam. We were suppose to be back on the ship at 4:30 and it was 4:25 and we were still miles away. It was the longest ride of my life. The clock was moving but we were not. The ship had warned everybody that when the time came they would leave no matter who gets left beind. This was one of the most nerve racking moments of my life. If the ship left us we would have been in trouble because we only had small change with us and all of our ID'S were on the ship. When we pulled up they were getting the ramp ready to pull in. The people at the entrance were yelling at us to hurry. When we were going through the metal detectors we heard them radio the captain saying that the last four were on. After we left that building and headed to the ramp the whole side of the ship was full of people staring at us and they all started clapping. It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grand Caymens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079610116800242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcRiHsGCZ0o/TaIpxEZEfvI/AAAAAAAAARk/Kwudm4fQDEM/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing we did was take a boat ride to a sandbar called Stingray City. This was so cool because we were in the middle of the ocean but we were able to stand because the sand was high enough. This area is a place were the stingrays come to breed. It was kind of scary but cool to be this close to them. They would just swim all around you. The tour guide would catch them and let us hold and feed them. As you can see the photographer was big on having you kiss them too. When we were done there we drove to a different location to snorkel. After our crazy experience we decided to go back on the boat early so that we wouldn't cut it close again.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594083557930849058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2y_Em8iAALA/TaItW3JSUyI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R18gt4RE6-g/s320/New%2BImage%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594083571355332098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-goQI8zRK50U/TaItXpJ7rgI/AAAAAAAAASE/fvnrWxTmyO0/s320/New%2BImage%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594083563694640770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RCCTsQ1L5Os/TaItXMnezoI/AAAAAAAAAR8/yexKeZqoUY8/s320/New%2BImage%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cozumel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got off the ship in Cozumel we found out that our ship was docked right by a ship that Taylor Swift was on. It was really cool to know we were that close to her but unfortunately we didn't get to see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594083552717084258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NG7lfFKZLBs/TaItWjuOlmI/AAAAAAAAARs/V52NBEJb8JI/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B039.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the hottest islands of all our stops. When we got there we decided to rent scooters and drive around the island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137535555750386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51Lkuj8yprE/TaJecxd6yfI/AAAAAAAAASM/2Bxykj2W0WU/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B041.jpg" /&gt;The first place we decided to go was the Mayan ruins. We were hoping they would be bigger than what they were but they were still pretty cool. As we were walking around we saw some of the biggest Iguana's I have ever seen. Jason and Brandon kept trying to get close to take a picture.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137542941716914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZKj6Altlao/TaJedM-3sbI/AAAAAAAAASU/HYxF21o6EqU/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137539760837218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBF9VoqhMpE/TaJedBIfUmI/AAAAAAAAASc/BjXapnofYrY/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B054.jpg" /&gt;On our drive back out to the shops we decided to stop at a little stand and grab some drinks (Jason really wanted to grab a coke).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137547403916690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1F8qfi4i-o4/TaJeddmvdZI/AAAAAAAAASk/3q92ScZbHZ8/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B057.jpg" /&gt;The last place we stopped was the beach.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594137550069697730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z16lbxjR0M/TaJedniUDMI/AAAAAAAAASs/QxDPTESKh28/s320/cruise%2B2011%2B064.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-5871641237555461848?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/5871641237555461848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=5871641237555461848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5871641237555461848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5871641237555461848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-cruises.html' title='I love Cruises!!!'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kq6-C1EcUXE/TaIl7UUWawI/AAAAAAAAAQc/d9bvHMUfx0w/s72-c/cruise%2B2011%2B016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-6150819027538799860</id><published>2010-11-28T23:02:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:49:18.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNCsGetlhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1cpnPnOYC9Y/s1600/mountains%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544848891644319250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNCsGetlhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1cpnPnOYC9Y/s320/mountains%2B029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This fall the Lone Peak volleyball team traveled to Chicago and they took me with them. I had so much fun. The first night that we were there we went and saw the broadway play "The Lion King" I LOVED IT!!! I recommend it to everyone. Even though we were there to play in a tournament we were able to still do a lot of things to enjoy the city. We took a boat tour and just walked around most of down town. The food was so good especially the pizza. I was really disappointed that I didn't get to see the United center where Micheal Jordan played. One day I will go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNCrtQvM7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/VNhoj4v1BHo/s1600/mountains%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544848884874818482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNCrtQvM7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/VNhoj4v1BHo/s320/mountains%2B020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was gone Jason was busy at work. A long time ago we sold our old dressers and I have been complaining about not having any ever since. So Jason decided that while I was gone he would suprise me by building some. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNKBiPRWwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Fyrj6kmOYCw/s1600/halloween%2B2010%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544856956454394626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNKBiPRWwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Fyrj6kmOYCw/s320/halloween%2B2010%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They look so good!!!! Jason has developed this little hobby of building things. This summer he built a book shelf for our master bedroom. I am so amazed at how talented he is. He doesn't know this but now that I know he can build things I have a lot more ideas for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNKBB6I-EI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NMy7O0nV7S4/s1600/cali%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544856947775830082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNKBB6I-EI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NMy7O0nV7S4/s320/cali%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNKBwFwpyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fh0gABMxILU/s1600/halloween%2B2010%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544856960172599074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNKBwFwpyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fh0gABMxILU/s320/halloween%2B2010%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-6150819027538799860?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6150819027538799860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=6150819027538799860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/6150819027538799860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/6150819027538799860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNCsGetlhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1cpnPnOYC9Y/s72-c/mountains%2B029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-2277859683749984706</id><published>2010-11-28T22:09:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:01:28.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason's big adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason is always doing things that amaze me. When we were first marrie&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNA60rA8oI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B-oghuUaMEk/s1600/mountains%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544846945538863746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNA60rA8oI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B-oghuUaMEk/s320/mountains%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d he decided he would run a 10k with his family and he hadn't exercised in months. He did well for not having done any type of exercise in months. This summer he decided at the last minute that he was going to run a half marathon with his sisters (literally last min. he entered the race at 9:00p.m. the night before). He hadn't trained at all. In fact the furthest he had ever ran was a 10k. I waited at the finish with my phone in hand waiting for them to call and say Jason died some where along the way. To my suprise he came running to the finish line with his extemely fit sister Christie. He ran the half in a little over 2 hours. I was so shocked. He told me that he ran the whole way never stopping to walk once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The poor guy was so exhausted. He threw up several times throughout the rest of the day. Later that night we went to the movies and he could hardly walk up and down the stairs. He laughed at himself and said that he looked like one of his uncles who has MD.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPM_fzfIXHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/73pURZeJ8xE/s1600/mountains%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544845381852486770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPM_fzfIXHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/73pURZeJ8xE/s320/mountains%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPM_fbF1nsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-P-a6JNUB7M/s1600/mountains%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544845375303950018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPM_fbF1nsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-P-a6JNUB7M/s320/mountains%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-2277859683749984706?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/2277859683749984706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=2277859683749984706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/2277859683749984706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/2277859683749984706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/11/jasons-big-adventure.html' title='Jason&apos;s big adventure'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TPNA60rA8oI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B-oghuUaMEk/s72-c/mountains%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-8105589312219730819</id><published>2010-07-30T11:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T12:03:44.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you serious...  What's next?</title><content type='html'>The month of July was a crazy one for Jason and I.  We discovered that our basement was flooding and that the problem was coming from a pipe from the outside.  Jason decided to fix the problem on his own.  He dug down 8 feet of straight clay (We don't have dirt instead we have clay).  The poor guy had blisters all over his hands when he was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499753655573607138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TFMMz5Ce8uI/AAAAAAAAANc/an004srTF6s/s320/blanding+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally fixed the problem but as you can see he got a little messy in the meantime.  We had to spray him off with the hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499753665589854946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TFMM0eWiwuI/AAAAAAAAANk/1m5PexBIiHM/s320/blanding+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the month Jason and I went to Blanding/Monticello for a softball tournament that he and his family were playing in.  The last night we were there, Jason and I decided to go to this little pizza joint.  Jason was still in his softball clothes so he didn't have any pockets.  When we entered the pizza place Jason put his keys on the front counter while we ordered;  after we ordered we sat down to eat.  When we were done, we got up to leave and Jason realized that he no longer had his keys with him; he remembered setting them on the counter.  We went up front to ask for them and they said they hadn't seen them; basically our keys disappeared.  We searched the whole place from top to bottom and still came up empty.  So here we are in the middle of this small town without any keys and no spare set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant called the cops.  Lucky for us our good friends/neighbors were in town for his 10 year high school reunion.  I called up Preston and Ashley to see if they could help us.  We needed to break into our car since we had left some valuable things inside (golf clubs, ipods, GPS system, etc)  Preston was a pro and broke into our car for us.  In the meantime, since Monticello is such a small town, it seemed like everybody in town was driving by.  Jason's aunt and uncle both saw us on the side of the road and they stopped by to help.  We were lucky to have them there since they know everybody in town.  His aunt knew the cop and she convienced him to let us steal a dolly to tow the car.  The cop gave us permission to steal a dolly from the town Uhaul store.  Just after we stole the dolly the guy who owns the place stopped by.  Lucky for us the cop gave permission to do it so we weren't in trouble.  We then payed for it... $85 because some prick took our keys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We towed the car back to Preston's parents house.  Thanks to the Bunkers we were able to tow our car back home and hitch a ride ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499753649431344962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TFMMziKDd0I/AAAAAAAAANU/lOCGcBNqaPg/s320/blanding+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-8105589312219730819?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/8105589312219730819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=8105589312219730819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/8105589312219730819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/8105589312219730819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-serious-whats-next.html' title='Are you serious...  What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TFMMz5Ce8uI/AAAAAAAAANc/an004srTF6s/s72-c/blanding+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-684871057505086136</id><published>2010-06-16T14:36:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:02:40.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newport Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk80fxpmoI/AAAAAAAAANM/9_uGkIEMBRw/s1600/IMG00145%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483480893880900226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk80fxpmoI/AAAAAAAAANM/9_uGkIEMBRw/s320/IMG00145%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and I decided to take a last min. vacation to Newport California. When we arrived and entered the lobby of our hotel we saw an unusal sceen. At the hotel we were staying at they were having a medieval role playing convention going on in one of the banquet rooms. (just in case you missed it YES I did say ROLE PLAYING). There were so many people dressed up. Jason and I couldn't resist so we walked down to the banquet room to take a peek. This is a picture of the guy who was guarding the door so normal people (that would be people who weren't given a character to play) would not enter. I was fighting back laughter the whole time. They actaully let me try on some of the costumes and let me fight one of the other characters. Jason took footage of this on his phone in case you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day Jason and I were so excited to be on vacatio&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk3_r0qQVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EiNOqSZGbR0/s1600/Newport+trip+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483475588535173458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk3_r0qQVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EiNOqSZGbR0/s320/Newport+trip+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n at the beach. He and I got in our swimming suits and took off to the beach. When we arrived we were so bummed that it was cold. We walked around hoping that it would get warmer but no luck. We spent the day sight seeing and shopping. We were so bummed and hoped that the rest of the vacation wasn't so cold. The next day we woke up to find the sun was out and it was nice!!! We spent the whole morning and afternoon hanging out on the beach. We should have realized that this was really our first time out all year and probably can't handle a whole day of sun because later that night we had to find a Walmart to buy some aloe. Our favorite part of Newport was Balboa. We had lunch at this cute diner that was at the end of the pier and it overlooked the ocean. After lunch we rented a canoe and we paddled around the whole Balboa Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk39bGjmgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/AbcUQ6y42OE/s1600/Newport+trip+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483475549687093762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk39bGjmgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/AbcUQ6y42OE/s320/Newport+trip+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk3_KeyHeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LcZLdNpm-X8/s1600/Newport+trip+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483475579585043938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk3_KeyHeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LcZLdNpm-X8/s320/Newport+trip+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk3-bvN0RI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JVekg2hT1i4/s1600/Newport+trip+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we decided that we better avoid the sun to give our skin a break so we headed up to LA to visit Hollywood. We took one of those tours that drives you around to all the major sites of LA. They also took us around to see where some famous people live. We &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk5MajMS1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/fQWGbhW06Rc/s1600/Newport+trip+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483476906748431186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk5MajMS1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/fQWGbhW06Rc/s320/Newport+trip+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;saw the houses of... Micheal Jackson, George Clooney, Jennifer Aniston, Cameron Diaz, Tom Cruise, Shandra Bullock, Halle Berry (there were a few more) but my favorite was the playboy mansion ;). We had a lot of fun but now it is back to reality.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk3-OECDfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6DrJXX--trQ/s1600/Newport+trip+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483475563366714866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk3-OECDfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/6DrJXX--trQ/s320/Newport+trip+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-684871057505086136?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/684871057505086136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=684871057505086136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/684871057505086136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/684871057505086136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/06/newport-beach.html' title='Newport Beach'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/TBk80fxpmoI/AAAAAAAAANM/9_uGkIEMBRw/s72-c/IMG00145%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-960777363471953211</id><published>2010-05-16T13:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:33:09.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the champions!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Track is over and I can finally have my weekends back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471951736216826418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S_BHHMlJMjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qSW-_42-FsY/s400/region+champs+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My girls track team won region this year by 23 points!!!          Woot Woot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471951978197639666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S_BHVSB3YfI/AAAAAAAAAME/Aytd0YEfo3o/s400/State+2010.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; We had state this weekend and the girls Medley relay team took 1st place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-960777363471953211?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/960777363471953211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=960777363471953211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/960777363471953211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/960777363471953211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-are-champions.html' title='We are the champions!!!!'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S_BHHMlJMjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qSW-_42-FsY/s72-c/region+champs+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-5663449700598421738</id><published>2010-04-12T17:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:09:08.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First time skiing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OzJ5FeqkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/J9vSoxmuCmA/s1600/KIF_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459404155827169858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OzJ5FeqkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/J9vSoxmuCmA/s320/KIF_0586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother-in-law got my family all ski passes to park city. It was my first time ever skiing. When we road the ski lift up to the top of the bunny hill I was asking Jason how do you get off the lift. He told me the lift kind of just pushes you out. Well when we got to the top I started getting off the chair and waited for the chair to "push me off" like my husband told me... well it didn't do what I had imagined and needless to say I fell flat on my face. I was nervous that the lift was going to hit me in the back of the head so I started army crawling away. The people working started yelling at me to stop and they had to stop the lift to get me out of the way. To top it all off Jason started laughing at me and said "Loser". He thought that I could just get back up and laugh it off. He didn't realize that I had to have the worker lift me back on my feet. Seriously one of the most "Loserish" things I have ever done. We ended up having a lot of fun. My little two year old nephew Bode went and had his own ski and I am embarrassed to say that he passed me on the way down. Jason and I decided that when we win the lottery we will have to take up skiing. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OsVmfVjZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gpUUzrBRs_s/s1600/KIF_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OsWlcQmfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/c8490SkN_os/s1600/KIF_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OzKFKcKrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GSYhVyFIY9o/s1600/KIF_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459404159069203122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OzKFKcKrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GSYhVyFIY9o/s320/KIF_0588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OzKuJC6SI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tcxzhLHLzHw/s1600/KIF_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459404170069207330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OzKuJC6SI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tcxzhLHLzHw/s320/KIF_0589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I am the only one that looks normal in this picture. I have no idea what Joel is doing and where the heck is Jason's left hand. This is why I say that my family is not normal:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OsV5fVWBI/AAAAAAAAAKU/R_l1oXMAkAw/s1600/KIF_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459396665512646674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OsV5fVWBI/AAAAAAAAAKU/R_l1oXMAkAw/s320/KIF_0587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/5932311346403847875-5663449700598421738?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/5663449700598421738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=5663449700598421738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5663449700598421738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5663449700598421738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-time-skiing.html' title='First time skiing!!!'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S8OzJ5FeqkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/J9vSoxmuCmA/s72-c/KIF_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-5478497297084307568</id><published>2010-04-01T10:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:31:01.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason's great idea</title><content type='html'>Jason is always looking for ways to make money or to save a buck but his lastest idea has got me thinking we have finally hit white trash status.  He cleaned out our cold storage room the other day and saw some funiture we are no longer using.  Thinking the way he does he decided that he would try to sale these pieces.  So he listed our old kitchen table on craigs list.  The next day he got a call from a young man who just moved into a new place and was looking to funish it.  When the guy came to pick it up the wheels in Jason's head started turning.  While the guy was loading the table Jason came into the house and was asking me if there was anything else we could try to sale him.  He walked around the house talking about all sorts of things and asking how much we should offer the guy to sale it to him.  He literally walked the guy through our whole house asking what else he would like to buy.  Looking at the picture below...  Yes!!!!  Jason sold him our dressers.  We literally right then and there dumped all of our cloths out and gave him our dessers.  Ones that I bought at Walmart almost 5 years ago and put together myself for like $30 bucks each.  Jason had repainted them to look better but still not quality.  Jason sold them for $50 for both.  He is a wheeler dealer.  Jason has decided we can wait until the end of summer to buy new ones.  So the pictures show how we are improvising... boxes and cloths on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455214736081385698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S7TQ5kWbeOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GVsX5TS6F0U/s320/DSCN0287%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455214742999553426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S7TQ5-H2VZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ugzr2RFVqxs/s320/DSCN0288%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-5478497297084307568?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/5478497297084307568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=5478497297084307568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5478497297084307568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5478497297084307568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/04/jasons-great-idea.html' title='Jason&apos;s great idea'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S7TQ5kWbeOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GVsX5TS6F0U/s72-c/DSCN0287%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-5916252492181251902</id><published>2010-01-02T18:09:00.020-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:36:09.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday in Cabo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0EQfO57ObI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GUPqyj3nO60/s1600-h/DSCN0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CABO&lt;/span&gt; 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jason and I had the opportunity to go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; the first week in Dec. My brother-in-law's family has a beach house there and some of my family decided to go down for a little sun in the winter. The house that we stayed in was amazing!!! I took a picture of the back of the house we stayed with my sister Windy. The house was like something you would see on MTV cribs. It had 8 bedrooms and each bedroom was like a master suite. The pool on the deck was incredible. It was one of those pools that is on the edge and looks like the pool was falling over the edge. At the house there was jeeps and scooters at our use. It was a lot of fun to ride on the scooters to check out all the views of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BCgyX-27I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_c1uLmYYVk4/s1600-h/DSCN0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407082399685554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BCgyX-27I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_c1uLmYYVk4/s320/DSCN0247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sz_19gh0mOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Mk4w8SoNtr4/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422322913429985506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sz_19gh0mOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Mk4w8SoNtr4/s320/Misty%27s+Picture+157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BCiE5-X-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Vu6oA02zn3E/s1600-h/DSCN0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407104553967586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BCiE5-X-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Vu6oA02zn3E/s320/DSCN0273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BChd_xwxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/81CpMcV6WU4/s1600-h/DSCN0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407094109324050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BChd_xwxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/81CpMcV6WU4/s320/DSCN0249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house had stairs that led down to the beach. We had a lot of fun playing on the beach and the boys had a lot of fun crashing into the waves. The beach had a big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;undertoe&lt;/span&gt; and the guys seemed to enjoy being tossed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e340358b1ba73e6e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De340358b1ba73e6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943342%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C36908EA74158D0C30307A8CCF6219C96496104.1D8DAE7E28008CF2D42D8646F6996125077A3CD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De340358b1ba73e6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxSsuqo9oLyNIZ7itK1ijGUvtzZk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De340358b1ba73e6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943342%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C36908EA74158D0C30307A8CCF6219C96496104.1D8DAE7E28008CF2D42D8646F6996125077A3CD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De340358b1ba73e6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxSsuqo9oLyNIZ7itK1ijGUvtzZk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BKPwdmuzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PLkb70wiwUs/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422415585921645362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BKPwdmuzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PLkb70wiwUs/s320/Misty%27s+Picture+161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BKPjoFKYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/DsaiS4ok7LY/s1600-h/DSCN0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422415582475921794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BKPjoFKYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/DsaiS4ok7LY/s320/DSCN0279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little one year old nephew Bode was a little scared of the waves. He loved the beach but not the water. Any time someone went close to the waves he would freak out and start screaming their name for them to come back. I really think that he was afraid we would be taken out to sea. It was so cute that I would walk towards the ocean just to hear his sweet concern for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BNaszo9rI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cDLPfJg3Nl4/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BNaszo9rI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cDLPfJg3Nl4/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422419072453768882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BNaszo9rI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cDLPfJg3Nl4/s320/Misty%27s+Picture+173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to celebrate my 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday while we were there. We spent the day at Lover's beach. We took a tour around the famous arch and spent the day snorkeling. Jason, Drew, and Donnie all decided to jump off this big rock in the middle of the ocean. all the boats that went by would cheer them on. While we were snorkeling Jason hit his knee on some coral. It was bleeding pretty heavy. I was scared that he was going to need stitches. Lucky for him it wasn't as bad as it looked. Now he just as an ugly scar on his knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BL3X-SCpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TIMvd7irSGo/s1600-h/DSCN0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422417366054210194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BL3X-SCpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TIMvd7irSGo/s320/DSCN0260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BL3uElO7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/sScepeM91dk/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422417371986213810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BL3uElO7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/sScepeM91dk/s320/Misty%27s+Picture+179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BL4B5hiPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kOSIfADPvY0/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422417377308543218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BL4B5hiPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kOSIfADPvY0/s320/Misty%27s+Picture+181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BPOl9GDWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/waEYiinX0-8/s1600-h/Cabo+2009+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422421063479201122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BPOl9GDWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/waEYiinX0-8/s320/Cabo+2009+148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told that the Office was the best &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; down there so we went there for dinner. At dinner they asked if anybody was having a birthday and since it was mine they had me come up and dance on stage. Dinner was a lot of fun until it got time to leave. Our waiter was horrible so my family didn't leave a great tip. Well this ticked off the waiter and he actually tried to start a fight. Us girls had to wait in the car while the boys tried to settle the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BNZ_5L8fI/AAAAAAAAAI8/7OIM6f4PqBA/s1600-h/DSCN0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422419060397437426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BNZ_5L8fI/AAAAAAAAAI8/7OIM6f4PqBA/s320/DSCN0263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BNaSyf9nI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kSX_jN1PKUA/s1600-h/DSCN0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422419065469662834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BNaSyf9nI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kSX_jN1PKUA/s320/DSCN0269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really hard to come home to the snow and the cold. Before we left Jason thought that it would be nice to save money and turn our heat off... not down... OFF. When we got home at 11:30 p.m. our house was 35 degrees. I'm shocked the toilet water wasn't frozen over. We went from 80 degrees to 35. I should have taken pictures. We were so cold we put on sweats, mittens, scarfs, basically any warm thing we could get our hands on. We just jumped into bed and bundled up trying to not freeze to death. I think it took us a couple of days to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unthaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-5916252492181251902?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/5916252492181251902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=5916252492181251902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5916252492181251902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/5916252492181251902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-in-cabo.html' title='Birthday in Cabo'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/S0BCgyX-27I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_c1uLmYYVk4/s72-c/DSCN0247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-1928364110038724790</id><published>2009-12-11T08:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:18:43.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SyJf9bTz8mI/AAAAAAAAAHU/K8KG5OGJuA0/s1600-h/11-13-09_1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413995210960269922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SyJf9bTz8mI/AAAAAAAAAHU/K8KG5OGJuA0/s320/11-13-09_1548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SyJf80Uvl-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Gjj4Tjw_B_c/s1600-h/11-13-09_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413995200495196130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SyJf80Uvl-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Gjj4Tjw_B_c/s320/11-13-09_1547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every christmas me and some of my other siblings help my Dad put up his christmas lights.  It is a tradition we have done since we were little.  Every year we would have so much fun being goofy and trying to get on my dad's nerves.  My brother Joel (when he lived in Utah) decided that he was in charge and that he was the big boss man.  So every year if somebody wasn't getting the job done Joel would tell them that they were fired.  It has become a tradition now.  Even though Joel lives in Houston we still call him and ask if we can fire somebody if they are slacking off.  I think my sister Christy has been fired the most.  Us kids have been making fun of my dad for years because he likes to hang the lights by using duck tape.  As you can see in the picture it looks really pretty.  One of the things I like to do is try to embarrass my mom and dad.  This year I decided to wear a goofy outfit.  I found this sweet mickey mouse christmas sweater in my mothers closet and I just had to wear it.  If you ever are looking for entertainment around christmas time come to the Jorgensen house while we are putting up the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SyJfxYwTNOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2kw5ZNkEL_U/s1600-h/11-13-09_1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SyJfw8EMtpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xXKNjG4ku6o/s1600-h/11-13-09_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-1928364110038724790?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/1928364110038724790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=1928364110038724790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/1928364110038724790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/1928364110038724790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2009/12/hanging-lights.html' title='Hanging lights'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SyJf9bTz8mI/AAAAAAAAAHU/K8KG5OGJuA0/s72-c/11-13-09_1548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-8768419500674623974</id><published>2009-10-28T22:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:17:40.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukVuh4wArI/AAAAAAAAAGM/N08B_kGb_VM/s1600-h/DSCN0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397869517494813362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukVuh4wArI/AAAAAAAAAGM/N08B_kGb_VM/s320/DSCN0242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukVuMoCP0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/BmBdRcweRKk/s1600-h/DSCN0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397869511787560770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukVuMoCP0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/BmBdRcweRKk/s320/DSCN0241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jason and I wanted to wish everyone a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Jason, myself and my two nieces Taylor and mikaela at Gardner Villiage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukVZub9yOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qe8IdqJ8pjM/s1600-h/DSCN0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukVZLGYSGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PRqQHmsEFls/s1600-h/DSCN0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-8768419500674623974?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/8768419500674623974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=8768419500674623974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/8768419500674623974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/8768419500674623974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukVuh4wArI/AAAAAAAAAGM/N08B_kGb_VM/s72-c/DSCN0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-653567896598466758</id><published>2009-10-28T21:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:05:09.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOwFeaZtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fSNYw9ITTzc/s1600-h/DSCN0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397861847646496466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOwFeaZtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fSNYw9ITTzc/s320/DSCN0213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jason's favorite mini vactation place is vegas. Any time we want a quick cheap vacation Jason picks to go to vegas. Over the fall break Jason and I went to vegas with one of our closest friends Joe and Bianca. While we were there we ate at Jason's favorite resturant Del Friscos. The food was awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We had a great time sitting by the pool, eating, shopping (my favorite), and watching Jason and Joe attempt to win at the tables. We also like to people watch while we walk the strip and take pictures with the really cool painted peole. While walking the strip we saw a cool billboard that Jason and I decided we could pose just as good as (picture below). I think that we could do some modeling professionally ha ha. When we were getting ready to come hom&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOwrJk3eI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bkQjZuGxKlg/s1600-h/DSCN0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397861857759649250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOwrJk3eI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bkQjZuGxKlg/s320/DSCN0215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e on Sunday I got a call from my family telling me that our trip to Cabo was canceled because of a hurricane. Luckly we were able to re-schedule the trip for the first week of Dec which will be fun because we will be there on my birthday :) Stay posted for more pics from Cabo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s1600-h/DSCN0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397861862872084178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s320/DSCN0224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s1600-h/DSCN0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s1600-h/DSCN0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s1600-h/DSCN0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s1600-h/DSCN0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s1600-h/DSCN0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOw-MebtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UJYSXtI9iRs/s1600-h/DSCN0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-653567896598466758?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/653567896598466758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=653567896598466758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/653567896598466758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/653567896598466758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2009/10/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas Baby!!!'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SukOwFeaZtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fSNYw9ITTzc/s72-c/DSCN0213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-7237842026566636442</id><published>2009-08-31T20:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:17:21.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Def Leppord and Pink Floyd Concerts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SpyIFXZZiBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/i1_sBVmL-9o/s1600-h/08-25-09_2128%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376321680934799378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SpyIFXZZiBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/i1_sBVmL-9o/s400/08-25-09_2128%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sukkj-kSuKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/INNV0n3cU98/s1600-h/DSCN0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397885828889491618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sukkj-kSuKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/INNV0n3cU98/s320/DSCN0198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Jason's birthday we went to the Def Leppord concert. It was one of the worst concerts that I have been to. Jason and I went to their concert two years ago and it was awesome so we were so disappointed when this concert wasn't that good. We actually left the concert a couple of songs early. At least we didn't spend that much.  The next month we went to the Aussie Pink Floyd concert.  They put on a sweet show.  If you haven't had a chance to see them in concert it is well worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sukkjg0xYrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hpvtYyF53Eg/s1600-h/DSCN0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397885820905546418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sukkjg0xYrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hpvtYyF53Eg/s320/DSCN0189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny story... While we were waiting for Def Leppord to come on after poison we were just sitting on the blanket enjoying the night. This group next to us asked me to take their picture for them. When I was done taking the picture I looked up the hill to see this crack head guy about 70lbs with his shirt off and his arms all bandaged up from drugs in a wheel chair heading down the hill out of control. Jason was lying on the blanket with his eyes closed and he had no idea that this freak was heading straight for him. I hurried and handed the camara back to the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SpyIEtm2pOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uk5UygwihRQ/s1600-h/08-25-09_2125%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group and then I jumped on the blanket to get Jason out of the way. I wish I had a picture of this guy going down the hill out of control. It was the funniest thing I have ever seen. The guy ended up ramming into the back of some other guys leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-7237842026566636442?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/7237842026566636442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=7237842026566636442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/7237842026566636442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/7237842026566636442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2009/08/def-leppord-concert.html' title='Def Leppord and Pink Floyd Concerts'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SpyIFXZZiBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/i1_sBVmL-9o/s72-c/08-25-09_2128%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-1642228283102219518</id><published>2009-07-24T15:20:00.037-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:50:31.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Jason and I decided that for our summer vacation this year that we wanted to go and visit some of our family and friends. We started our trip by flying to Pittsburgh Penn then we drove to Washington D.C. after which we flew to Houston Texas were we ended our vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo6lLDvZcI/AAAAAAAAACI/YDwjG9B-C54/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362162716636046786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo6lLDvZcI/AAAAAAAAACI/YDwjG9B-C54/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo6lnlb-oI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h8bGIqPxAh8/s1600-h/Gettysburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362162724293573250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo6lnlb-oI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h8bGIqPxAh8/s200/Gettysburg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo6lwkPG1I/AAAAAAAAACg/9tEDSwTTtDs/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362162726704454482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo6lwkPG1I/AAAAAAAAACg/9tEDSwTTtDs/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Pittsburgh:&lt;/strong&gt; Jason's really good friend Paul Johnson lives in Pittsburgh with his wife Amanda and son Andrew. We started our trip by flying here and staying with his friend for a couple of days. While we were there we road this tram that over looked the whole &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo7761hOjI/AAAAAAAAACw/lQkMVYnEM5Y/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362164206930049586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo7761hOjI/AAAAAAAAACw/lQkMVYnEM5Y/s320/Misty%27s+Picture+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;city. We went shopping and Amanda showed us some great places that we don't have in Utah. Then we all drove together to D.C. on the way to D.C. we stopped and visited Gettysburg. When we were there we knew that we didn't have much time to spend because we were in a hurry to get to D.C. so w&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo7ZqUm3_I/AAAAAAAAACo/RGml3ZAZI4E/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e decided to ask somebody how we could tour Gettysburg quickly. Jason and Paul asked this old worker guy how we could visit the site quickly and just see some key sites in less than 40 mins. The guy was so offended that he told us "cross the street and look at that statue and that is about all you &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmotnwXK59I/AAAAAAAAABA/ra3LEOJkyI0/s1600-h/Gettysburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have time for." As we were walking away we heard him tell another tourist "those teenagers think that they can see this place in 20 mins... it takes all day." Needless to say we saw all the cool spots of the site in less than 40 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpC0jXXihI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nQwdDD_dtjQ/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362171776951880210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpC0jXXihI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nQwdDD_dtjQ/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpC04vNWOI/AAAAAAAAADA/RQt_LPNOkps/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362171782689020130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpC04vNWOI/AAAAAAAAADA/RQt_LPNOkps/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpC1W_P-7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lc_7AqQAU1M/s1600-h/D.C.+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362171790809365426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpC1W_P-7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lc_7AqQAU1M/s200/D.C.+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-D.C.:&lt;/strong&gt; Jason and I only had one and a half days to spend in D.C. so we had to cram it all in quickly. Jason has two friends that live in D.C. Jeff Jensen and his wife A&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpEHpQoVEI/AAAAAAAAADY/Vf6lXTh384A/s1600-h/D.C..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362173204463375426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpEHpQoVEI/AAAAAAAAADY/Vf6lXTh384A/s320/D.C..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lisha and his other friend Steve Archibald. We didn't get to spend much time with them but it was cool to see them again. When we pulled into D.C. we only had time to do one thing before we went to dinner with his friends so we all decided to go to the Spy Museum. I can't speak for Paul and Amanda but Jason and I thought that it was a complete waste of $36. It started off a little cheesy a&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmpC1WerQuI/AAAAAAAAADI/TQhez7hJ2S0/s1600-h/D.C..jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd it was a little long. There was some cool things though. The next day we started early and spent the whole day walking around D.C. It was really cool to see some of these sites in real life. My favorite thing was the Lincoln memorial. We also went to the Holocaust Museum which was really amazing but also long. I would love to go back some day and be able to see all of the things that I didn't get a chance to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms86OkpP-I/AAAAAAAAADg/UpPnxmItwyw/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362446752356581346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms86OkpP-I/AAAAAAAAADg/UpPnxmItwyw/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms86T9CBaI/AAAAAAAAADo/uxSvETSYBB4/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362446753801045410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms86T9CBaI/AAAAAAAAADo/uxSvETSYBB4/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms86j8xoDI/AAAAAAAAADw/1i7_CQL2zIg/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362446758094938162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms86j8xoDI/AAAAAAAAADw/1i7_CQL2zIg/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Houston: &lt;/strong&gt;The last stop on our vactation was to Houston were my brother and his family live. Jason and I had all sorts of complications getting to Houston. Our plane left the airport 40 mins late because right before the pilot took off he forgot to get gas so we had to turn around and gas up. Then when we got to Houston we flew around in circles for 30 mins because the weather was too bad to land. After awhile the pilot decided that we better fly to Baton Rouge and get more gas. So we flew 30 mins in the wrong direction just to get gas. We sat there for about an hour then we finally took off to head back to Houston. When we finally landed the flight that should have taken 1 hour and 20 mins took 4 hours. It was the longest day of my life. By the end of this trip I was so sick of flying. The next morning Jason and my brother Joel left at 4am to go deep sea fishing. The weather was a little bad that morning but the boat still went out. When the boat was far enough out that you couldn't see any land at all they hit a really bad storm. Jason said it was like the movie "The Perfect Storm". They said the wave were about 11 feet high. The boat was rocking and hitting each wave really hard. Jason loved it... he said it was like being on a roller coaster. So needless to say they didn't end up fishing that morning. The rest of us met the boys in Galveston. We all played on the beach for a few hours. After that we decided to go crab fishing. I caught the two biggest crabs and I think Jason got the record for catching the smallest one. When Jason was fishing he was all excited and was screaming "Guys I think I have a really big one" then when he pulled it out of the water we all started laughing becuase it was the smallest one of the day. I really enjoy visiting my brother and his family. He has the cutest little boys that I wish I could see more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms-nuIMxAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2iadk6T13rw/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362448633432949762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms-nuIMxAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2iadk6T13rw/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms-oH0jSpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xxnKW9Gpykk/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362448640329861778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms-oH0jSpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xxnKW9Gpykk/s200/Misty%27s+Picture+144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms-oRPLK7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/G-emQMAGNdo/s1600-h/Spaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362448642857446322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Sms-oRPLK7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/G-emQMAGNdo/s200/Spaz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Coldplay Concert:&lt;/strong&gt; The last night in Houston Jason and I went to the Coldplay concert. Coldplay is my favorite band. We went to their concert last year in Utah but I love them so much that I wanted to see them live again. The concert was amazing. During the middle o&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmtAFD9OgiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6Cw38RiQ0Os/s1600-h/Misty%27s+Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362450237020340770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SmtAFD9OgiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6Cw38RiQ0Os/s320/Misty%27s+Picture+122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f the concert they left the stage and came to play a few songs in the middle of the crowd. We were about 10 feet from where they played. At the concert we had this guy who was about 55 years old and about 280 pounds in the row in front of us. He was almost as entertaining as the concert. He had sweat all down his back. He was the biggest spaz ever... he would swing his arms back and forth really fast with a poster in his hand and scream "Coldplay" the whole concert long. Jason and I had a lot of fun at the concert and on our vacation but by the end we were ready to go home and sleep in our own bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-1642228283102219518?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/1642228283102219518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=1642228283102219518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/1642228283102219518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/1642228283102219518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Smo6lLDvZcI/AAAAAAAAACI/YDwjG9B-C54/s72-c/Misty%27s+Picture+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-6858248097043869934</id><published>2009-06-08T17:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:23:06.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Aflac and camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Si2l3ISn2KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Tc_roi1i-NQ/s1600-h/Misty%27s+nephews+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110699295627426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Si2l3ISn2KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Tc_roi1i-NQ/s320/Misty%27s+nephews+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and I went camping with my family for a couple of days up AF canyon.  Right when Jason and I pulled up to the camp sight I noticed that I left my bag with everything in it at home.  Of course there is no service to call any of my siblings for help.  So Jason and I had to drive all the way out of the canyon just to get serves.  Thanks Christy for your help!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Joel and his family were in town for my sister Mandy's wedding.  His two kids (Jace is to the left of me and Jaeden on the right) call me aunt aflac.  Last time they were out visting Jaeden was asked what a duck says and I told him a ducks says "Aflac".  Jaeden thought that was hilarious and he continued to say it the rest of the trip.  That was over a year ago.  For the past year I have been known as Aunt Aflac.  The whole time they were out the boys would call me aflac.  I have come to face the fact that I will be known for the rest of their lives as Aunt Aflac  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Si2l210YhuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/r1PHV48dExo/s1600-h/Misty%27s+nephews+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110694336956130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Si2l210YhuI/AAAAAAAAAAo/r1PHV48dExo/s320/Misty%27s+nephews+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-6858248097043869934?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6858248097043869934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=6858248097043869934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/6858248097043869934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/6858248097043869934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2009/06/aunt-aflac-and-camping.html' title='Aunt Aflac and camping'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/Si2l3ISn2KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Tc_roi1i-NQ/s72-c/Misty%27s+nephews+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-6545238305482765962</id><published>2008-10-25T16:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:46:40.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UEA Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261219048903134290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SQOa2Y9jzFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2XswO8DBLKM/s320/Copy+of+PA160058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I was looking forward to UEA  break to finally have some free time.  But, when that free time came I found myself to be rather bored.  On Friday I realized that my free time was not as cool as I though it would be.  I called my sister Windy up and asked if I could come visit her and her 7 month old baby (Bode).  We were trying to come up with something fun to do when Windy thought of the idea to go see the witches at Gardner Village.  Since I had never been there before we decided to go.  Bode seemed to really enjoy it (especially the pumpkins).  We would try to take his picture but all he wanted to do was play drummer on the pumpkins.  As you can see from the photo below he really likes to slap those pumpkins.  I try to visit my little nephew as much as possible so that I can get my baby fix until Jason and I can finally have one of our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261219299779407938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SQObE_jH8EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OWioJaBBHBo/s320/PA160064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-6545238305482765962?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/6545238305482765962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=6545238305482765962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/6545238305482765962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/6545238305482765962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2008/10/uea-break.html' title='UEA Break'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQhjl0MV-IY/SQOa2Y9jzFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2XswO8DBLKM/s72-c/Copy+of+PA160058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932311346403847875.post-4174988329889109691</id><published>2008-06-03T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:39:49.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving To Florida!!!</title><content type='html'>Since we are going to Florida for the summer we thought that we would start a Blog so that you can keep up to date on us.  We start our long drive on Thursday and yes...it's going to be a three day journey!!! I'll try to get some pictures up here as fast as I can.  See you all in two months!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932311346403847875-4174988329889109691?l=mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/feeds/4174988329889109691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932311346403847875&amp;postID=4174988329889109691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/4174988329889109691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932311346403847875/posts/default/4174988329889109691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyandjasonasay.blogspot.com/2008/06/leaving-to-florida.html' title='Leaving To Florida!!!'/><author><name>Misty and Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789513769512358504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
