<?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-6630739849243339500</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:43:30.247-05:00</updated><category term='tiring day'/><category term='moving'/><category term='radio'/><category term='LDS church'/><category term='family record keeper'/><title type='text'>Wandering Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-7382101751522316670</id><published>2012-02-09T21:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:21:33.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jr2's favorite meal</title><content type='html'>Jr2 loves sweet and sour meatballs and they are soooo easy to make. He eats 5 - 7 meatballs every time and will even eat them when they are leftovers (He's not a big fan of leftovers). Here's the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meatballs, about 5 each (we buy them at Sam's club)&lt;br /&gt;1 can whole berry cranberry sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 can pineapple, chunks or rings, with about 2/3 of it's juice&lt;br /&gt;2/3 bottle barbecue sauce (so far Kraft original has worked well)&lt;br /&gt;some green pepper slices (about 1/4 a pepper, but more or less to taste) (we freeze the rest) (optional)&lt;br /&gt;Basmatti rice (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the meatballs in a sauce pan. Dump in the rest of the ingredients. Stir. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat and cook for 20 - 25 minutes. While it's cooking, we cook the rice in a separate pot (the rice cooker actually). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr2 even licks his fingers and makes mmmm noises. Sr says his taste buds might not have fully matured yet. I say they have. Jr3 says she wants some too. Jr2 is willing to share (at least the rice).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-7382101751522316670?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/7382101751522316670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=7382101751522316670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/7382101751522316670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/7382101751522316670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2012/02/jr2s-favorite-meal.html' title='Jr2&apos;s favorite meal'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-1738346723452174487</id><published>2012-01-23T23:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:33:36.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be sleeping...</title><content type='html'>I should be sleeping. Everyone else is. Since I'm awake, here is an update on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to weight watchers this last week and weighed in. Only gained 1-2 pounds. Since I haven't been in a month and have been eating whatever I wanted, that is not bad. I have decided to do things in steps. For example, last week I exercised 3 times. This week I am trying to exercise 3 times and drink all the waters I am supposed to every day. In a month or two I will be to the point of starting to track my points. Small steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of steps... no, Jr3 is not walking or even crawling, but I think I will try and enter an official 5k sometime this fall. I guess I better keep up the exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is working hard and being an excellent help with the kids. He is trying to get in some schooling in those rare spare moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr1 is enjoying physics and once he even called his dad for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr 2 is in a new class at the day care. When I asked the other day what he did, he said "Play". He seems to really be enjoying this class. He is also picking up all sorts or new words from his mom and dad, such as "Gross" and "Booger" and "Book". He loves Gordon B. Hinckley's "Stand a Little Taller". I think because it is his Dad's, is just the right size for his hands, and has water-marked pictures in it. He has also been enjoying the "Gobble, Gobble, Moo Tractor Book". Right now all his toy animals like to run, especially over the top of people, with a lot of force. They all seem to say "Moo" as well. Potty training is currently a thing of the past and will have to be revisited at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr3 is also learning new words. She has "Hi Dad" down pretty good. She is now working on "Bubba" and "Bye-bye". She still takes after me when it comes to food. If she's hungry, she's cranky and nothing will change that except for feeding her. Otherwise, she is very good natured and sweet. She and her bubba like to play together some and she is learning to hold her own. She can already pull hair better than her brother, as he has found out a number of times. She loves jumping, especially on her toes like a little ballerina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a funny story. Since I can't think of one, I guess you all will have to post some of yours instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-1738346723452174487?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1738346723452174487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=1738346723452174487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1738346723452174487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1738346723452174487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-should-be-sleeping.html' title='I should be sleeping...'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-1139885596739995183</id><published>2011-11-11T14:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T15:06:00.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few photos from VA Beach and Williamsburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm home sick today and loo hasn't uploaded any pictures recently, I've decided to take matters into my own hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2W1geczTG3U/Tr12sHXp7eI/AAAAAAAAACo/DgoGDMCfIqI/s1600/001324-R1-18-6A_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2W1geczTG3U/Tr12sHXp7eI/AAAAAAAAACo/DgoGDMCfIqI/s320/001324-R1-18-6A_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673821605821279714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom Sawyer, er, Jr2, took his first walk along the beach (at VA beach back in September).  So yes you're right, Sr isn't very timely at uploading pictures either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DdCbqSS1wss/Tr16WRPJnxI/AAAAAAAAADA/SurJYdsvNJM/s1600/001324-R1-08-17A_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DdCbqSS1wss/Tr16WRPJnxI/AAAAAAAAADA/SurJYdsvNJM/s320/001324-R1-08-17A_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673825628559351570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jr2 says, "look dad, all the free sand we can eat!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WT5-etFhmro/Tr14n5uAt1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/wP4CpTCDw10/s1600/001324-R1-09-15A_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WT5-etFhmro/Tr14n5uAt1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/wP4CpTCDw10/s320/001324-R1-09-15A_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673823732460730194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;family at the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7DHm0fv2-o/Tr17tOY2K5I/AAAAAAAAADw/PG8f847ESWI/s1600/001324-R1-11-13A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7DHm0fv2-o/Tr17tOY2K5I/AAAAAAAAADw/PG8f847ESWI/s320/001324-R1-11-13A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673827122443332498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jr2 asks, "did you know that the sand gets really, really wet and splashy here mommy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmmPlTm0TKU/Tr17sMCuHLI/AAAAAAAAADY/6rc8u9BKyZg/s1600/001324-R1-21-2A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmmPlTm0TKU/Tr17sMCuHLI/AAAAAAAAADY/6rc8u9BKyZg/s320/001324-R1-21-2A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673827104633789618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;reflections&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxrsKtDMwoQ/Tr17s5jbp2I/AAAAAAAAADk/yGRyrzoE5_Y/s1600/001324-R1-07-18A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxrsKtDMwoQ/Tr17s5jbp2I/AAAAAAAAADk/yGRyrzoE5_Y/s320/001324-R1-07-18A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673827116850587490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;family at williamsburg, of course libby is being camera shy again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5B8zqLHpnCo/Tr17r4XEo2I/AAAAAAAAADM/10JQeMk94HY/s1600/001324-R1-05-20A_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5B8zqLHpnCo/Tr17r4XEo2I/AAAAAAAAADM/10JQeMk94HY/s320/001324-R1-05-20A_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673827099350442850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div&gt;No biting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-1139885596739995183?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1139885596739995183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=1139885596739995183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1139885596739995183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1139885596739995183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2011/11/few-photos-from-va-beach-and.html' title='A few photos from VA Beach and Williamsburg'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2W1geczTG3U/Tr12sHXp7eI/AAAAAAAAACo/DgoGDMCfIqI/s72-c/001324-R1-18-6A_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-250213730289229691</id><published>2011-11-09T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:25:41.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions</title><content type='html'>I know you all want pictures of the kids.  Too bad.  Today is my anniversary and we celebrated with a new tradition or two.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite is we pulled out the book of our wedding pictures and looked through them and remembered our wedding day together.  Then we showed a few pictures to Jr2 who amazingly recognized Mommy and Daddy when they were skinnier and even hugged one of the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Sr bought me some flowers.  But not just any flowers.  Some flowers similar to what was in the wedding bouquet (but a smaller and cheaper arrangement due to budgetary concerns).  So I cleaned off the table and put the beautiful arrangement in the middle for us to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jr2 also made it through the day without biting, so he got to vacuum and eat sherbet.  Then he had a tantrum once he had to stop vacuuming.  Jr3 enjoyed watching Jr2 vacuum and didn't mind the tantrum.  She also enjoyed reading the halloween book Aunt Roo sent.  She is quite fascinated by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, though, I'd say we had a pretty good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-250213730289229691?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/250213730289229691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=250213730289229691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/250213730289229691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/250213730289229691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2011/11/traditions.html' title='Traditions'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-5841520580050332216</id><published>2011-06-23T12:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:13:57.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Names</title><content type='html'>So, the name search for the baby continues.  We have it narrowed down to four names.  We have definitely decided on the last name.  O.K. so that was never up for debate so it was easy.  As for the other four names, don't be surprised if we can't decide and just end up using them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-5841520580050332216?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/5841520580050332216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=5841520580050332216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/5841520580050332216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/5841520580050332216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2011/06/names.html' title='Names'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-1924858301911150479</id><published>2011-06-13T23:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:48:21.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel cheated</title><content type='html'>So, when following everyone's blogs I look at the list at the side and see when they were last updated and their names.  If it is one I haven't read yet I go read it.  I already knew that just a thought's didn't always update correctly.  Now it turns out that North of Nowhere is not updating properly either.  I missed out on three posts.  Well, o.k. I just read them later than I would have liked to, although I did know a lot of the information from phone calls.  However, the phone calls did not contain the lovely photographs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, Jr1 is now with us for the next 3 weeks.  Things are going fairly well other than the fact that he is having to sleep on the couch downstairs since the air conditioning upstairs does not seem to be working and so the upstairs is running around 91.  We will need to look into that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jr2 still loves brooms.  He thinks sweeping is lots of fun.  He also thinks throwing things on the floor is lots of fun.  Unfortunately he is not yet good enough at sweeping to sweep up the things he has thrown on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sr is having fun learning all about his CPAP machine.  It is helping him feel more rested, but it does annoy him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just mostly tired and can only handle Jr2 on my own for 1/2 to 1 hour increments.  After that he has me worn out enough that I need help.  Fortunately some ward members came over and helped me out this weekend while Sr was off getting Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is all the non-excitement going on.  Hopefully things stay non-exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-1924858301911150479?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1924858301911150479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=1924858301911150479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1924858301911150479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1924858301911150479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-cheated.html' title='I feel cheated'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-3699760838629902178</id><published>2011-04-07T10:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T10:53:46.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>Jr2 has started walking.  It just took a little extra practice with a toy lawn mower to hold onto.  He still isn't confident in walking by himself, without holding on to someone or something.  However, he will walk with the toy lawn mower and basically be carrying the lawn mower as he walks.  I guess it could be called the training wheels of walking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for talking, his latest word is "Elmo" as we watched the introduction to Sesame Street this morning.  He has also said "Tuck" (truck) and "Nanana" (banana).  It seems his favorite things seem to inspire the words more than things he doesn't like.  His exciting (gross?) phrase of the week was "I go poop".  And he had.  Of course, that could have just been a proud parent translation of something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-3699760838629902178?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/3699760838629902178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=3699760838629902178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/3699760838629902178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/3699760838629902178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2011/04/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-2931761830939134660</id><published>2011-03-27T20:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:47:16.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Over Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2jY1_VIvHo/TY_Z40juldI/AAAAAAAAACc/0Up41J1CNnM/s1600/SANY0100.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2jY1_VIvHo/TY_Z40juldI/AAAAAAAAACc/0Up41J1CNnM/s320/SANY0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588925232794473938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our overachiever back in December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XmCmCaPCkLY/TY_Z4pHMV5I/AAAAAAAAACU/CSDNbAljLNA/s1600/SANY0092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XmCmCaPCkLY/TY_Z4pHMV5I/AAAAAAAAACU/CSDNbAljLNA/s320/SANY0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588925229721999250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Othj9BAGce0/TY_Z4jo-ooI/AAAAAAAAACM/kUrqrcbBuqI/s1600/SANY0088.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Othj9BAGce0/TY_Z4jo-ooI/AAAAAAAAACM/kUrqrcbBuqI/s320/SANY0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588925228253094530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUrMWLa5wy8/TY_Z4emUMrI/AAAAAAAAACE/uf9f-C2KdWo/s1600/SANY0084.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUrMWLa5wy8/TY_Z4emUMrI/AAAAAAAAACE/uf9f-C2KdWo/s320/SANY0084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588925226899747506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from newest to oldest.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-2931761830939134660?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/2931761830939134660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=2931761830939134660' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/2931761830939134660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/2931761830939134660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-pictures.html' title='A few pictures'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2jY1_VIvHo/TY_Z40juldI/AAAAAAAAACc/0Up41J1CNnM/s72-c/SANY0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-8074225507300208450</id><published>2010-09-19T17:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T18:00:04.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert in the Park</title><content type='html'>Friday we decided we needed a break.  So we made last minute plans and off we went.  (That's what you get for cleaning the house all Labor Day Weekend.)  We took a look at the internet to see what we could find reasonably close, since we had Stake Conference starting at 3 p.m. on Saturday.  Boy, did we luck out!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found that a town in North Carolina named New Bern (after Bern, Switzerland) was celebrating its 300th anniversary.  They were having a concert at Tryon Palace (the old state capital, I think) on the lawn.  The North Carolina Symphony was playing and the concert was free!  Even better, you could take children.  For the hour and a half before was bring a picnic time.  We tried to get the picnic, but we ended up totally missing the picnic and being 1/2 hour late for the concert.  (Big surprise, huh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we took our camp chairs.  The lawn was full, so we had to sit in the shaded garden off to the side.  It was even better than the lawn.  Liam loves the outdoors and he loves music.  So he had trees and flowers and birds to watch while listening to the symphony.  Plus it was shaded!  Then there were fireworks at the end that we got to see a bit of.  We timed it about right.  We got to hear most of the symphony, see some fireworks and then that was about the end of Liam's energy level.  The bath after was pushing it a bit much, but much needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other big excitement is Liam has his bottom two front teeth poking through now.  Hopefully this means the teething won't be as painful until the next set decides to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-8074225507300208450?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/8074225507300208450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=8074225507300208450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/8074225507300208450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/8074225507300208450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2010/09/concert-in-park.html' title='Concert in the Park'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-2316978407964833827</id><published>2010-06-13T15:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:23:10.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LizaB Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures that LizaB took while visiting thanks to Moos request (thanks LizaB and Moo).  There are more.  I might post them later.  If I get around to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/TBUv5D3gBlI/AAAAAAAAABo/KMbSuhnS394/s1600/IMG_4015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/TBUv5D3gBlI/AAAAAAAAABo/KMbSuhnS394/s320/IMG_4015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482340778730587730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/TBUuryiYZZI/AAAAAAAAABg/pqi5ccZprTY/s1600/IMG_3997.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/TBUuryiYZZI/AAAAAAAAABg/pqi5ccZprTY/s320/IMG_3997.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482339451228677522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The thinker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/TBUuaVOUHlI/AAAAAAAAABY/Cw-i1Ze2xMA/s1600/IMG_3975.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/TBUuaVOUHlI/AAAAAAAAABY/Cw-i1Ze2xMA/s320/IMG_3975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482339151302106706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Amanda and Liam playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6630739849243339500-2316978407964833827?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/2316978407964833827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=2316978407964833827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/2316978407964833827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/2316978407964833827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2010/06/lizab-pictures.html' title='LizaB Pictures'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/TBUv5D3gBlI/AAAAAAAAABo/KMbSuhnS394/s72-c/IMG_4015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-3580554112013135606</id><published>2010-05-18T21:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:42:18.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few baby pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, Ok... Here are finally some baby pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In his cute froggy outfit he has already outgrown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEvK9HWmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qWcVdIX2hvw/s1600/SANY0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEvK9HWmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qWcVdIX2hvw/s320/SANY0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472793549370514018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEu-YibtI/AAAAAAAAABI/pi-9Y6NxsEU/s1600/SANY0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEu-YibtI/AAAAAAAAABI/pi-9Y6NxsEU/s320/SANY0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472793545995874002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Gran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEunL0OYI/AAAAAAAAABA/kWbtbHIZPXk/s1600/SANY0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEunL0OYI/AAAAAAAAABA/kWbtbHIZPXk/s320/SANY0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472793539768498562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEuaaAtEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DE9e7mf8UIg/s1600/SANY0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEuaaAtEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DE9e7mf8UIg/s320/SANY0032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472793536338375746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEuDFXrQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gJ789VwinlA/s1600/SANY0027.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEuDFXrQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gJ789VwinlA/s320/SANY0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472793530077785346" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-3580554112013135606?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/3580554112013135606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=3580554112013135606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/3580554112013135606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/3580554112013135606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-baby-pictures.html' title='A few baby pictures'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/S_NEvK9HWmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qWcVdIX2hvw/s72-c/SANY0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-7006581309531403934</id><published>2009-12-14T17:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:04:58.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family record keeper'/><title type='text'>Mom's Book and other fun</title><content type='html'>You have probably all seen it already, but if not Mom has out a new book.  It's a family record keeper that helps you organize all sorts of details.  Birthdays, immunizations, etc...  I've been wanting one for years.  If you haven't seen it, check out &lt;a href="http://marysgreathouse.blogspot.com"&gt;http://marysgreathouse.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for a contest, more information and links to her site about it.  Her site for the book is &lt;a href="http://familyrecordkeeper.com/"&gt;familyrecordkeeper.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other excitement, we finally finished unpacking the downstairs boxes Saturday.  This partially involved repacking some of the items into other boxes and moving them upstairs.  We also put up some outside lights and a bit of Christmas decor inside.  Most of Christmas is purchased and ready to go.  We still need to finish up the present for John and Cynthia's family, wrap everything, and mail those items that need to be mailed, but we're getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-7006581309531403934?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/7006581309531403934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=7006581309531403934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/7006581309531403934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/7006581309531403934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/12/moms-book-and-other-fun.html' title='Mom&apos;s Book and other fun'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-4881620903382435699</id><published>2009-10-10T17:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T18:04:34.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dottie Pic (Second Post Today)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/StEEjzDdagI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_fmpCfZ8Co0/s1600-h/Dottie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/StEEjzDdagI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_fmpCfZ8Co0/s400/Dottie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391095241985845762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here it the picture of "Dottie" a few weeks ago.  Instead of a "Where's Waldo?" this is a "Where's the..." nose, head, arm, etc...  Good luck and good guessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-4881620903382435699?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4881620903382435699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=4881620903382435699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/4881620903382435699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/4881620903382435699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/10/dottie-pic-second-post-today.html' title='Dottie Pic (Second Post Today)'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/StEEjzDdagI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_fmpCfZ8Co0/s72-c/Dottie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-8517195991286676649</id><published>2009-10-10T14:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:20:15.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Copier / Fax Machine</title><content type='html'>No, I don't have a new copier / fax machine, but I sure do want one.  It seems like every couple of weeks we need to fax something.  The drugstore in town has a fax you can send things from.  However, they are only open M-F 9-5.  Things seem to frequently come up outside of those bounds.  Plus, I don't think they have a copier.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The office store in Fayetteville does copies and faxes, but they charge a bundle.  I don't think it would take too many faxes to save back what you would spend.  I did just find out the local Piggly Wiggly does copies and faxes.  I'll be finding out today what they cost today (Greg needs something copied and faxed to him on his business trip).  If they're cheap, it might work o.k. -- as long as I stick to daytime hours.  It's a pretty scary place after dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just might have to check out the day after Thanksgiving sales for some good deals.  Or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, there really isn't any other news.  Just boredom.  I need to get me a sitting hobby that does not involve staring at the glow of a computer screen.  Maybe a new sewing project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-8517195991286676649?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/8517195991286676649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=8517195991286676649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/8517195991286676649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/8517195991286676649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-copier-fax-machine.html' title='New Copier / Fax Machine'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-4599165929416292216</id><published>2009-08-22T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:20:09.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitor and Temple Trip</title><content type='html'>So, for our big excitement, Maryland came down to visit for a few days.  We didn't do too much.  Went to Fayetteville and did a bit of shopping.  Read books.  Watched some TV shows.  Played solitaire together.  Just generally hung out.  We did go to a baptism while she was here.  Since I was already playing the piano, she got the privilege of conducting the music.  I think we might need to start a conducting class.  The church has a good one.  Her visit was a fun and relaxing time.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we will be taking the Spanish-speaking missionaries to the temple.  We are going to try and sneak in the session with them.  It's a Spanish session and Spanish speakers get first dibs.  However, if it is full then they said we could go do sealings.  I'm hoping the session is full.  Sealings are a lot of fun to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-4599165929416292216?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4599165929416292216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=4599165929416292216' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/4599165929416292216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/4599165929416292216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/08/visitor-and-temple-trip.html' title='Visitor and Temple Trip'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-5136384604221599830</id><published>2009-07-22T20:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:10:01.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive</title><content type='html'>I don't have much of interest to say.  I'm relief society president and I'm still alive.  Maybe Sunday when I get trained I will learn more and become more stressed.  I had my first presidency meeting tonight.  It was fine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been watching a lot of hulu.  Catching up on "Lie to Me".  I've just started "Doc Martin".  I haven't made it through an entire episode yet, so we'll see.  I quite like "Eureka" -- a quirky SyFy show.  Yes, it's got science fiction, but the main character is a sheriff that is not a nerd like the rest of town, so that helps a lot.  Also a mystery show called "Castle" is a bit interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently working on a "Get to Know You" form.  I know some of you are great at coming up with interesting questions.  Please feel free to let me know of any interesting questions (for the "Get to Know You" form specifically).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-5136384604221599830?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/5136384604221599830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=5136384604221599830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/5136384604221599830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/5136384604221599830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-7773227208918772896</id><published>2009-05-24T18:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:29:10.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><title type='text'>Mormon Radio</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that the LDS church has a new radio station at www.radio.lds.org and I included a widget to it on the side.  It also has a number of programs that they will be doing especially for this station and that you can listen to as podcasts (rather than having to remember what time they will be on at).  I checked out one called "Into All the World" that will be having interviews with stake presidents, mission presidents, etc... from all over the world.  They only have one program so far and it is an interview with the stake president from Rome, Italy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greg and I get to speak in church next Sunday, thus I am following in Cynthia's footsteps with this post.  However instead of avoiding housework I am avoiding my talk preparation.  I guess I better quit avoiding and start doing so I can properly enjoy Memorial Day tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-7773227208918772896?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/7773227208918772896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=7773227208918772896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/7773227208918772896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/7773227208918772896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/05/mormon-radio.html' title='Mormon Radio'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-4251794054906254668</id><published>2009-05-13T10:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:12:10.593-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiring day'/><title type='text'>We're here</title><content type='html'>We made it safely to our new home in NC.  We got in at one in the morning yesterday.  We then got up way too early in the morning (6:45) and got ready, took the call from the movers telling us their estimated arrival time, went to one of the local grills for breakfast, got our trash service, etc all set up, bought a doormat at the local hardware store (met two of the city councilmen there), went to the pharmacy to give them my prescription.  Then we were on the way back to the house for a moment.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movers called just as we were driving up and they had just gotten to the house.  We then unpacked and helped them unload a bit (i.e. moved a few boxes to the garage after they had unloaded it, so they could keep unloading larger items).  We also flipped on the breaker to the hot water heater.  (No hot water is one large reason I hate camping.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this point we were exhausted, since we had gotten about four or five hours of sleep the night before this also.  But instead of sleeping, we went and gave the builder a key so he could change the locks, went and set up our mail service, had lunch at the other local grill (this one is run by members of our branch).  Then we came home and got cleaned up using our hot water!  Then we took naps!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then made sure the internet was working so I could work today (I'll be doing that momentarily).  Next we drove to the Raleigh airport to get Bubba's car.  It's a pretty nifty trip.  I'll have to write about it later.  Then we took ate dinner at a sub shop, took a nap in the car and came home.  We passed out around 10:45 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I am currently sitting on the back porch listening to the trees blowing in the wind and the traffic passing on the highway in front of the house.  It's like a cross between being in the canyon and being at the farm all in one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well off to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-4251794054906254668?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4251794054906254668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=4251794054906254668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/4251794054906254668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/4251794054906254668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-here.html' title='We&apos;re here'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-8306013966571970026</id><published>2009-05-06T20:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:54:12.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>It's a House!</title><content type='html'>We now officially have a home in North Carolina.  We will be leaving Florida on Monday and the moving van will get to North Carolina late that night.  We will either unload the stuff that evening or the next morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it weren't for Mom and Dad we don't know if we'd have the house quite yet.  We didn't have bank accounts with east coast banks, and a signature is required to wire money.  But being on the east coast, it is hard to sign things out west without mailing the papers.  Needless to say, this could make things take days.  Luckily Mom and Dad were still on an account or two of ours and were kind enough to provide the needed signatures.  The story is longer, so if you want to know the full boring story you will have to call and ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The branch is excited to have us there.  They already have us scheduled to speak in Sacrament Meeting the last Sunday of the month.  We are excited to be in the branch.  They seem very friendly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm off to avoid packing.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-8306013966571970026?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/8306013966571970026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=8306013966571970026' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/8306013966571970026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/8306013966571970026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-house.html' title='It&apos;s a House!'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-3666093273701464732</id><published>2009-03-12T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:49:50.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’ve now been to Mississippi and Alabama, but it was in the dark, so I’m not really sure what they look like.  The interstate did have some cool bridges and go along the Gulf of Mexico for quite a stretch there.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When we checked into the motel in Florida, the front desk clerk saw our credit card and asked if we were from the west.  His girlfriend (or former girlfriend) was from the area and hated that bank.  Oh well.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We got to the Tampa area around the end of rush hour.  Lots of fun in a big truck.  But we made it and the new ward was here to help us unload, so we actually got to sleep on our own bed that evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-3666093273701464732?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/3666093273701464732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=3666093273701464732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/3666093273701464732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/3666093273701464732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-beginnings_9439.html' title='End of Beginnings'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-1304801003773744694</id><published>2009-03-12T20:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:37:22.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to NC and Beginnings Continued</title><content type='html'>So, we just found out that we will be moving to NC sometime in April.  In preparation for the Florida to NC drive, here is the next section of the first journey out to Florida.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Mexico was voted the worst roads in the nation on this trip.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not that we’ve driven the entire nation, but their roads were &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; bad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had a lot of potholes they hadn’t filled in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, the potholes they had filled in were even worse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They just dumped a pile of lumpy asphalt in the hole and left it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It looked like a mound of black grits or something.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The interstate was much better once we reached it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oklahoma was a nice state.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The people and roads were good.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Texas was also lovely.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It took a bit getting used to their freeway entrances, but it’s a good place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louisiana is a different state.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is very different from what we are used to in many ways.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For one thing, the speed limit there is 70 mph.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t get confused by the signs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes they say 70.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other times they say 65, 60 or even 55.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This does not change the fact that everyone goes 70.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In 70 mph zones they don’t speed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, they don’t slow down any for the other zones, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was also the first time I can remember seeing a bayou.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No wonder Kermit was able to survive the big city.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those bayous are definitely on the creepy side.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was also interesting to be on a bridge driving over land.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Based on watermarks on the pillars holding the road up, I assume that it is not always land that is visible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the land is visible, it is probably not usually dry enough to drive over anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baton Rouge was the first major city we hit at rush hour.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somebody else hit it that rush hour, too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Traffic was at a crawl.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There had been an accident.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And quite the interesting accident.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The front car had it’s hood munched up a bit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rear car had its front left corner munched down into the ground and the rest of it was sticking into the air at about a 45 degree angle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure how they got like that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe other cars were involved and they had already been hauled off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another interesting thing about Texas/Louisiana is the gambling.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Louisiana has casinos.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The casinos like to advertise in Texas near the border.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, at the bottom of all the billboards is information on who to contact to get help with your gambling problem.&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/6630739849243339500-1304801003773744694?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1304801003773744694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=1304801003773744694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1304801003773744694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630739849243339500/posts/default/1304801003773744694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-we-just-found-out-that-we-will-be.html' title='Moving to NC and Beginnings Continued'/><author><name>Loo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255396506281177691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3jwOkMgnDU/SaA93yS9RHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JhoqaTHtkhg/S220/A++horse+rider.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630739849243339500.post-1002952390937810145</id><published>2009-02-21T13:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:18:36.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I thought I would post all the excitement (real and imagined) from my recent trips across the country.  Not incredibly exciting, but much better than talking about the joys of coding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is the first installment of our first trip across the country.  This trip took place in a 26' Penske truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Packing sure is a lot of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Who would have thought that throwing a bunch of things in a bunch of boxes would take so much work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The problem comes in when you decide you don’t want it thrown in, but carefully packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At that it might even be nice to know what is in the box (or at the very least what room it came from).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, we were to leave for Florida on Friday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When Friday morning came, we still weren’t packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We called in reinforcements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They called in more reinforcements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eventually at 8 p.m. we were all packed up and ready to go, almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After getting some drinks and snacks, we were ready to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So we pulled out at around 9 p.m. and made it to Price that first night (originally desitnation: Albuquerque, NM).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Part of this lateness was also due to the fact that we were woken at 5 a.m. with a car horn going off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Make that a truck horn… Our truck’s horn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It eventually quit about 5:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They sent someone out to look at it, but he didn’t know what was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We didn’t want to drive a truck without a horn (what fun is a road trip if you can’t honk at all the crazy drivers that are trying to kill you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, the company sent out a new truck and movers to move the items from one truck to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This turned out to be a blessing, since they were able to fit all the things into a much smaller space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;As a result, we got to take much more stuff with us to our new apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;in Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Driving a big truck was a new experience for Bubba and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  Bubba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; had driven farm tractors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So had I, if you count going 5 mph in a straight line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They told us that the truck could go up to 75 mph, but we shouldn’t go over that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Maybe unloaded the truck could go that fast, but the fastest it would go for us was 70 mph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This only occurred on fairly level ground when the pedal was floored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The section of the drive from Price to Monticello is definitely not level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At a few points, I think the truck was down to 35 mph on some of the hills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Slow, but still faster than a horse-drawn carriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thanks to Dad for pointing out that I-70 might be a bit steep for a big truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630739849243339500-1002952390937810145?l=lynndylloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynndylloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1002952390937810145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630739849243339500&amp;postID=1002952390937810145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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