<?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-17261713</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:24:20.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nellis News</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-4797496943291475985</id><published>2009-02-18T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:50:08.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola!!</title><content type='html'>I am getting ready to fly to Barcelona, Spain!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph is staying with my sister while I am gone.  I'm soooo ready for a vacation and super excited to see my baby sister, who is in Barcelona for culinary school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-4797496943291475985?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4797496943291475985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=4797496943291475985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/4797496943291475985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/4797496943291475985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/hola.html' title='Hola!!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1131608348382452996</id><published>2009-01-30T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:10:01.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I haven't blogged in a loooong time, I'm starting it off easy!</title><content type='html'>Copy this and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOLD&lt;/span&gt; everything that applies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Started your own blog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Slept under the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Played in a band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited Hawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity.&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been to Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a praying mantis.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sang a solo.&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea.&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child.&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grown your own vegetables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen the Mona Lisa in France.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slept on an overnight train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a pillow fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked.&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taken a sick day when you're not sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Built a snow fort.&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb.&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone skinny dipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;28.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ridden in a gondola in Venice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;30.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Watched a sunrise or sunset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run.&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been on a cruise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagra Falls in person.&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited the birthplace of your ancestors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen an Amish community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language.&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to truly be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;38.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Seen the leaning tower of Pisa in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen Michelangelo's David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sung karaoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had your portrait painted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing.&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen the Sistine Chapel in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kissed in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater.&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China.&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business.&lt;br /&gt;58&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Taken a martial arts class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited Russia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Served in a soup kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;61.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sold Girl Scout cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Gone whale watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gotten flowers for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets, or plasma.&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving.&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited a Nazi concentration camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bounced a check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flown in a helicopter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eaten caviar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt.&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stood in Times Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades.&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job.&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the changing of the guards in London.&lt;br /&gt;77. Broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;78.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Been on a speeding motorcycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Seen the Grand Canyon in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book.&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been to the Vatican.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bought a brand new car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;84. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had your picture in the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible.&lt;br /&gt;86.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Visited the White House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating.&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had Chicken pox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;90. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat on a jury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Met someone famous.&lt;br /&gt;92.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Joined a book club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost a loved one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person.&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake...if you're talkin' about the Dead Sea...&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a lawsuit.&lt;br /&gt;98.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Owned a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been stung by a bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read an entire book in one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1131608348382452996?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1131608348382452996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1131608348382452996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1131608348382452996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1131608348382452996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/since-i-havent-blogged-in-loooong-time.html' title='Since I haven&apos;t blogged in a loooong time, I&apos;m starting it off easy!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-3089161341413080098</id><published>2008-09-01T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:41:17.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm really bad at blogging</title><content type='html'>but I promise that one day I will update more often. &lt;br /&gt;Things are going okay here---&lt;br /&gt;just crazy busy and trying to keep sane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is happy and healthy...just busy, busy, busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-3089161341413080098?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3089161341413080098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=3089161341413080098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3089161341413080098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3089161341413080098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-really-bad-at-blogging.html' title='I&apos;m really bad at blogging'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-8574206649754635510</id><published>2008-07-29T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:45:59.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mono.</title><content type='html'>Joseph has it.  I had no idea that 4 year olds could get this, but apparently they do. &lt;br /&gt;Basically we have been sequestered to the house for the past week.  His mood is improving but he is still definitely not near 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.  I just had to take a break because there was just an EARTHQUAKE!  I just taught Joseph how to duck and cover!  Did anyone else feel that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, i'm still working on uploading those pictures.  I'll get on that.  Soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-8574206649754635510?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8574206649754635510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=8574206649754635510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8574206649754635510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8574206649754635510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/mono.html' title='Mono.'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-3731957855338084972</id><published>2008-07-19T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:17:56.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm guessing, Liz, that UYB means Update Your Blog.  I'm not too great with figuring out internet slang, but I think I figured that one out!&lt;br /&gt;I am devastated about SBX closing some of their stores...thankfully the 5 stores within a 2 mile radius of me will remain as is!  So sad that &lt;a href="http://www.twocarsinthedriveway.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt; is losing her drive-thru stores...if you want, you can always come out here and meet at &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/Retail/Find/storedetails.aspx?sid=95470&amp;amp;coords=92057%7C33.21064663706517%7C-117.27971999999997%7C12&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;ours&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto what's been going on in my little world lately.  In June we spent a week in Lake Tahoe.  We took Joseph on his first fishing trip--man, did he have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SIIcQLnrRrI/AAAAAAAAANM/5BKuL0vpXec/s1600-h/laketahoe8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SIIcQLnrRrI/AAAAAAAAANM/5BKuL0vpXec/s320/laketahoe8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224769582025885362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SIIcP4ON-NI/AAAAAAAAAM8/kTrc2hl80YU/s1600-h/laketahoe3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SIIcP4ON-NI/AAAAAAAAAM8/kTrc2hl80YU/s320/laketahoe3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224769576818833618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SIIcP4dUT4I/AAAAAAAAANE/jhjAkdcLenU/s1600-h/laketahoe7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SIIcP4dUT4I/AAAAAAAAANE/jhjAkdcLenU/s320/laketahoe7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224769576882163586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was Carla's graduation from the UCDavis Graduate School of Management.  I already posted a picture, but there are a few other cute pics from the day---uploading seems to be taking FOREVER so I'll do it another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph stayed with my parents in Northern CA for 3 weeks (I know, right?) and came back on July 4th.  Ann &amp;amp; Carlos came down and emptied out their storage unit here :o(&lt;br /&gt;Just picture Joseph on our driveway...moving van &amp;amp; Ann and Carlos pulling away...him screaming "Please, just stay!  I'm not kicking you out!!  MOMMY CHASE AFTER THEM!!!"&lt;br /&gt;So sad.  He really loves them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and that brings us into July...We just spent the past few nights camping at Doheny State Beach with family from Colorado.  Joseph has so much fun with his cousins!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-3731957855338084972?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3731957855338084972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=3731957855338084972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3731957855338084972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3731957855338084972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-im-guessing-liz-that-uyb-means.html' title=''/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SIIcQLnrRrI/AAAAAAAAANM/5BKuL0vpXec/s72-c/laketahoe8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-4699944511622206779</id><published>2008-06-19T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:14:27.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Carla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my sister, Carla, during her MBA hooding ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SFqiA4AyLOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ULh3j4XwA70/s1600-h/IMG_8891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SFqiA4AyLOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ULh3j4XwA70/s400/IMG_8891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to have another Aggie in the family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-4699944511622206779?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4699944511622206779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=4699944511622206779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/4699944511622206779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/4699944511622206779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/smart-carla.html' title='Smart Carla'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SFqiA4AyLOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ULh3j4XwA70/s72-c/IMG_8891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5915963268814187862</id><published>2008-05-29T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:51:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever lost a camera??</title><content type='html'>You never know...maybe &lt;a href="http://ifoundyourcamera.blogspot.com/"&gt;these people&lt;/a&gt; have it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5915963268814187862?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5915963268814187862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5915963268814187862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5915963268814187862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5915963268814187862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-you-ever-lost-camera.html' title='Have you ever lost a camera??'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-6221858957962390256</id><published>2008-05-14T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:12:15.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funnies</title><content type='html'>Two conversations from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: "Mommy, how old are you again?"&lt;br /&gt;G: "29"&lt;br /&gt;J: "Are you young or old?"&lt;br /&gt;G: "I'm young"&lt;br /&gt;J: "Is it okay if I call you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;young lady&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: "We need to clean out your toys and give some to kids who have no toys."&lt;br /&gt;J: "But mom, I have to keep all of them.  Do you know how I got all of these toys?"&lt;br /&gt;G: "How?"&lt;br /&gt;J: "I got them all from Lala.  I worked very hard.  She gave them to me when I was a good listener with her.  I'm a REALLY good listener!  That's why we have to keep them all!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-6221858957962390256?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6221858957962390256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=6221858957962390256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6221858957962390256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6221858957962390256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/funnies.html' title='Funnies'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5466110392710772635</id><published>2008-04-22T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:31:27.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Secret Pal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is Earth Day.&lt;br /&gt;Today is also my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I came home from having lunch with my mom&lt;br /&gt;and found this on my door step:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SA6dUiRxi-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BXscq1GSlnM/s1600-h/secret+pal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SA6dUiRxi-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BXscq1GSlnM/s320/secret+pal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192260396529060834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was nothing on the card...&lt;br /&gt;so if you are my secret pal and you are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are more pretty birthday flowers :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SA6ehCRxi_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/OuiKmXwioyE/s1600-h/fl1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SA6ehCRxi_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/OuiKmXwioyE/s320/fl1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192261710789053426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SA6ewCRxjBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/i4Oy7u9AGX8/s1600-h/fl2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SA6ewCRxjBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/i4Oy7u9AGX8/s320/fl2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192261968487091218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pictures taken with my new Canon Digital Rebel...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Mommy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps-These are the beautiful Waterford vases&lt;br /&gt;my parents got us in Ireland&lt;br /&gt;The first on is mine and the second one is Ann's...&lt;br /&gt;finders keepers :O)&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/17261713-5466110392710772635?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5466110392710772635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5466110392710772635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5466110392710772635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5466110392710772635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/thanks-secret-pal.html' title='Thanks, Secret Pal!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/SA6dUiRxi-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BXscq1GSlnM/s72-c/secret+pal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-7304181001423473107</id><published>2008-04-17T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:16:32.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since it's not RESTRICTED...</title><content type='html'>I think i'll blog right now since the site is not restricted from these district computers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, I'm blogging at work. The kids are taking a test and there's really nothing else to do but surf the web and blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove up to the Bay Area yesterday since I am on spring break. This district, however, had their vacation several weeks ago---and I'm working here today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my looooooong drive yesterday my random mind got me thinking. I was listening to the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jersey-Boys-Original-Broadway-Recording/dp/B000BFH2QY"&gt;Jersey Boys&lt;/a&gt; cd over and over and over--for several reasons. 1)I couldn't find my ipod 2)I couldn't listen to the radio because our dvd player interferes, and quite frankly, Joseph being occupied was far more important than me having music 3)It was the only cd in my car 4)I love the cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to track #18, Can't Take my Eyes Off of You thinking that it would be the sweetest first dance for a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Then i got thinking about our first dance at our wedding--and how we chose the song. We didn't want to dance to 'our song' because we didn't think it was a good first dance song...and we were totally overwhelmed with everything else. So, being the good man that my hubby is, he told me that I could choose any song I wanted-and that he would dance to anything with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I put it off-and put it off-and put it off...until just a week before the wedding. I was in the car with my sister and &lt;a href="http://www.elyrics.net/read/n/_N-sync-lyrics/this-i-promise-you-lyrics.html"&gt;this song &lt;/a&gt;came on the radio. I loved the lyrics. I loved the song. And at the time, I loved NSYNC!!! Now every time I hear the song, I laugh that our first dance was to an NSYNC song. And I laugh that Jed agreed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first dance song??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-7304181001423473107?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7304181001423473107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=7304181001423473107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7304181001423473107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7304181001423473107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/since-its-not-restricted.html' title='Since it&apos;s not RESTRICTED...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-315897955517140041</id><published>2008-04-13T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T04:05:01.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Trashy Neighbors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why  are you so obnoxious?  Not only do you rev your motorcycle engines late at night (like say, 11pm), you also do it in the wee hours of the morning (like say, 3am).  Don't you sleep?  Do you and your friends have to be so damn loud?  Do you really need to talk on the phone...out on your driveway...at the top of your lungs?  Are black lights and a disco ball in the garage really a necessity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really.  When my child has meltdowns I make sure that all of my doors and windows are sealed, just to be certain that the screaming doesn't annoy anyone.  The least you could do is take the noise inside.  And keep it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if it were only on weekends I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; not be such a crab.  But seriously.  Weekends.  Weeknights.  You have no limits!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I understand and respect that you are a houseful of single men who enjoy drinking to excess and driving really fast, loud cars, why on God's green Earth do you live in a house  surrounded by families?  I can't imagine that you like dodging the kids riding their bikes up and down the street.  I also can't imagine that you enjoy being disliked by every family in a 10 house radius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should move down by the beach with all of the other rowdy crowds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just looking for some peace and quiet here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless in Oceanside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.-When does your lease end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-315897955517140041?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/315897955517140041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=315897955517140041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/315897955517140041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/315897955517140041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-trashy-neighbors-why-are-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-3723107312315468391</id><published>2008-04-10T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:30:29.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Save Our Schools, that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7nzM16DDI/AAAAAAAAALs/cW3M2r_FeNI/s1600-h/sign2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7nzM16DDI/AAAAAAAAALs/cW3M2r_FeNI/s320/sign2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187838687584062514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, it's more like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Save Our Students&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7nzs16DEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/typS_eO_cTs/s1600-h/sign3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7nzs16DEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/typS_eO_cTs/s320/sign3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187838696173997122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we had a picket line.&lt;br /&gt;Many supporters stood with us at our 'corner'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7n0M16DFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/J4-dEKGes1I/s1600-h/sign4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7n0M16DFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/J4-dEKGes1I/s320/sign4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187838704763931730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As far as I understand,&lt;br /&gt;this was supposed to take place all over Oceanside Unified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7n0M16DGI/AAAAAAAAAME/thy3HiNeqAM/s1600-h/sign5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7n0M16DGI/AAAAAAAAAME/thy3HiNeqAM/s320/sign5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187838704763931746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We wanted to create an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awareness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7n0c16DHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2evqG5mZAOU/s1600-h/sign1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7n0c16DHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2evqG5mZAOU/s320/sign1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187838709058899058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch this &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cdiv%20align=%22center%22%3E%3Cobject%20width=%22425%22%20height=%22355%22%3E%3Cembed%20src=%22http://www.youtube.com/v/4V8yOQWmOyc&amp;amp;hl=en%22%20type=%22application/x-shockwave-flash%22%20wmode=%22black%22%20quality=%22high%22%20menu=%22false%22%20loop=%22false%22%20width=%22425%22%20height=%22355%22%3E%3C/embed%3E%3C/object%3E%3Cbr%20/%3E%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.cta.org%22%3ECalifornia%20Teachers%20Association%3C/a%3E%3C/div%3E"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://capwiz.com/nea/ca/state/main/?state=CA"&gt;Email your Lawmaker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=aKv6ckp7CXo"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=aKv6ckp7CXo"&gt; is what a 4.8 billion dollar cut means.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Spread the word.&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/17261713-3723107312315468391?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3723107312315468391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=3723107312315468391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3723107312315468391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3723107312315468391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/sos.html' title='S.O.S.'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R_7nzM16DDI/AAAAAAAAALs/cW3M2r_FeNI/s72-c/sign2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-8760860666938275827</id><published>2008-04-08T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:03:07.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fischpond.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Liz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.dragonflydiaries1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brooke&lt;/a&gt; did it, so I figured I would too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was doing 10 years ago - Spring of 1998&lt;br /&gt;1. Student at &lt;a href="http://ucdavis.edu/"&gt;UC Davis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Intern at&lt;a href="http://www.patwinelementary.com/"&gt; Patwin Elementary Schoo&lt;/a&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;3. Doing research for &lt;a href="http://historyproject.ucdavis.edu/"&gt;The History Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hanging out with my &lt;a href="http://www.ucdaxo.moonfruit.com/#"&gt;sorority sisters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Preparing for my trip to Russia with my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;1. Laundry&lt;br /&gt;2. Pay property taxes&lt;br /&gt;3. Clean the bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;4. Get a job for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;5. Order some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five snacks I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;1. Pretzels&lt;br /&gt;2. Fruit&lt;br /&gt;3. Almonds&lt;br /&gt;4. Cheese and crackers--maybe havarti or aged gouda&lt;br /&gt;5. Chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a RAD vacation with all of my family&lt;br /&gt;2. Invest&lt;br /&gt;3. Go car shopping&lt;br /&gt;4. Go house shopping&lt;br /&gt;5. Go scrapbook shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five of my bad habits&lt;br /&gt;1. Computer addiction&lt;br /&gt;2. Interrupting people--I'm working on it!&lt;br /&gt;3. Using bribery as an acceptable form of parenting&lt;br /&gt;4. TIVO&lt;br /&gt;5. Rushing people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five places I have lived&lt;br /&gt;1. Alamo, CA&lt;br /&gt;2. Davis, CA&lt;br /&gt;3. San Diego, CA&lt;br /&gt;4. Oceanside, CA&lt;br /&gt;5. Illigan City, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five jobs I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;1. Adventure Day Camp&lt;br /&gt;2. Babysitter&lt;br /&gt;3. National University Bookstore&lt;br /&gt;4. Mt. Diablo Unified School District&lt;br /&gt;5. mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-8760860666938275827?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8760860666938275827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=8760860666938275827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8760860666938275827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8760860666938275827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-not.html' title='Why not??'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-2971596013503749482</id><published>2008-04-01T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:55:00.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I just missing something?</title><content type='html'>I have several pregnant friends.  Choosing a name for your baby can be very challenging.  With Joseph, it was a no-brainer.  It helps to have people to name your kids after!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  I was subbing in a 3rd grade class today.  Awesome kids.  Awesome class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were the baby names that were popular about 8 years ago...Hannah, Madison, Aiden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were your traditional names...Daniel, Alexander, Natalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the totally random...Capri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the off-the-wall...QRE.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;That was not a typo.&lt;br /&gt;QRE.&lt;br /&gt;Pronounced cue-ar-ee.&lt;br /&gt;As in---say the names of the letters.&lt;br /&gt;He goes by Q for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did names like this become appropriate?  It reminds me of my friend's dog in high school.  His name was DOG.  As in dee-oh-gee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-2971596013503749482?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2971596013503749482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=2971596013503749482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2971596013503749482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2971596013503749482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/04/am-i-just-missing-something.html' title='Am I just missing something?'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-3501062466163927042</id><published>2008-03-31T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:17:03.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do?</title><content type='html'>Some little brat at Joseph's school is a biter.  Unfortunately, Joseph has been on the receiving end of this brat's behavior 2 times now.  I have expressed my unhappiness with the teacher.  I have told Joseph that 1) he should NOT bite back, 2) he should tell the teacher when he gets hurt, and 3) he should use a strong voice and tell the little girl (brat) to STOP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to throw down with a 3 year old biting brat. &lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-3501062466163927042?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3501062466163927042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=3501062466163927042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3501062466163927042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3501062466163927042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-would-you-do.html' title='What would you do?'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-2674769721767382184</id><published>2008-03-20T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T17:40:50.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carla</title><content type='html'>My sister &lt;a href="http://cfabregas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carla&lt;/a&gt; is a rock star!  Check out here latest adventures &lt;a href="http://cfabregas.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-2674769721767382184?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2674769721767382184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=2674769721767382184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2674769721767382184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2674769721767382184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/carla.html' title='Carla'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-2616657286098451328</id><published>2008-03-18T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:19:48.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R-CFvD2pA_I/AAAAAAAAALk/biJrTY70HGQ/s1600-h/new+jersey+2007+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R-CFvD2pA_I/AAAAAAAAALk/biJrTY70HGQ/s400/new+jersey+2007+282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my sweet, amazing husband!&lt;br /&gt;You are kind, patient, generous, strong, serious,&lt;br /&gt;adventurous, honest and hard-working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ask for a better half!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-2616657286098451328?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2616657286098451328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=2616657286098451328' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2616657286098451328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2616657286098451328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/36.html' title='36'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R-CFvD2pA_I/AAAAAAAAALk/biJrTY70HGQ/s72-c/new+jersey+2007+282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5678831855100292166</id><published>2008-03-03T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:37:38.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R84GZ4LPKzI/AAAAAAAAALc/2nJaVrdek3I/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R84F2oLPKyI/AAAAAAAAALU/cs5WVEQB3oE/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R84F2oLPKyI/AAAAAAAAALU/cs5WVEQB3oE/s320/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Our BIG BOY Joseph had his first day of school today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;He cried when I dropped him off (for about 30 minutes--oops), but when I picked him up at 4:15 he was all smiles and giggles!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;He had such fun with his new friends...he even said, "I love my teacher"!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;~I can't believe that we have a preschooler~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5678831855100292166?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5678831855100292166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5678831855100292166' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5678831855100292166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5678831855100292166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-big-boy-joseph-had-his-first-day-of.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R84F2oLPKyI/AAAAAAAAALU/cs5WVEQB3oE/s72-c/DSC01561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-2588062070595423252</id><published>2008-02-25T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:44:47.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Kalyn</title><content type='html'>I stole this song twice.  I like it THAT MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel happy :O)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-2588062070595423252?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2588062070595423252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=2588062070595423252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2588062070595423252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2588062070595423252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-kalyn.html' title='Sorry Kalyn'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-6537209052887356454</id><published>2008-02-24T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:29:49.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized that I no longer have a camera since I've been using Ann's for the past sixteen months...so between now and Joseph's first day of school (in a week) I will need to buy one. &lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-6537209052887356454?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6537209052887356454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=6537209052887356454' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6537209052887356454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6537209052887356454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-realized-that-i-no-longer-have-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-9153804411696147687</id><published>2008-02-23T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T11:30:35.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before you buy a new book...</title><content type='html'>Before you buy a new book, please come and look at my book collection--in case I happen to have it here.  There are so many.  I don't want to part with any of them.  I love them all.  But I could really use the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am relocating my scrapping space.  Since my live-in &lt;a href="http://versionvaldez.blogspot.com"&gt;scrapbuddy&lt;/a&gt; has moved on to greener pastures (pastures that pay, that is!) I am the lone scrapper of the house.  I decided to move my scrap nook from my dining room (I mean, scrap room) to my upstairs loft area.  This way my family can enjoy an occasional meal in our dining room--and not have scraps of paper and loose eyelets and brads flying around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to do this I am relocating and condensing my books from 3 bookshelves to one HUGE bookshelf.  I got my BA in History from UCDavis, and for some reason I think it is really important to keep all of my books .  They are great books.  I love them.  I just don't read them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that since I don't really read any of them anyhow, they don't really need to be organized by subject.  I copied a post from &lt;a href="http://blogs1.marthastewart.com/martha/2008/02/meet-kevin-shar.html"&gt;Martha &lt;/a&gt;and chose to sort them by color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they look pretty.  Not as pretty as the picture on Martha's blog.  But prettier than just sitting in a random bookshelf covered in dust...I'll post pictures soon (of the books and the scrap space)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-9153804411696147687?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9153804411696147687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=9153804411696147687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/9153804411696147687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/9153804411696147687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/before-you-buy-new-book.html' title='Before you buy a new book...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1302755058401314853</id><published>2008-02-20T13:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:00:21.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nellis Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/74/63/82/746382_5272103449cb74jgden830.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter"  &gt;Look-alike Meter&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-genealogy-websites"  &gt;Free genealogy websites&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-genealogy"  &gt;Free genealogy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDM1NDEwOTQ1NDUmcD*xMTA1NzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1302755058401314853?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1302755058401314853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1302755058401314853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1302755058401314853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1302755058401314853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/nellis-look-alike-meter.html' title='Nellis Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-6049657722948715830</id><published>2008-02-12T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:34:21.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog bumping.</title><content type='html'>That's what we call it around here. Going from page to page to page, reading random blogs and links on people's pages. It's like internet crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've been keeping this a secret for some time now. I guess it's time I let you in.&lt;br /&gt;If you already use it, shame on you for not sharing. If you haven't heard of it, your blog bumping world is going to get a lot more organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://google.com/reader"&gt;http://google.com/reader&lt;/a&gt;. It will change your life and save you tons of time. I'm not kidding. Just add subscriptions for the blogs that you read, and every day (or hour) that you feel the need to blog bump just go to this site and it will show you all of the blogs that have been updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-6049657722948715830?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6049657722948715830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=6049657722948715830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6049657722948715830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6049657722948715830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-bumping.html' title='Blog bumping.'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5440233417835657335</id><published>2008-02-12T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:27:39.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good or bad?</title><content type='html'>My husband just called on his way home from work and asked if he should pick something up for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to make of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: He is being a sweet, caring husband who wants to give his wife a break and bring home dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: He knows that I've been slacking lately and doesn't expect there to be food cooking when he gets home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5440233417835657335?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5440233417835657335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5440233417835657335' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5440233417835657335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5440233417835657335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-or-bad.html' title='good or bad?'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-7270730465428094687</id><published>2008-01-28T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T01:33:06.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just saying...</title><content type='html'>...that if you are anywhere near Las Vegas, NV you MUST stop by the zappos.com OUTLET!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying that if you need a cute pair of black boots with a 3 inch heel or a pair of snowboots or a pair of awesome Diesel sneakers or a pair of amazing strappy, heely fancy shoes or if your husband needs a pair of (already on sale) $239.00 Pumas or your little prince or princess needs a yummy pair of fancy Italian or Spanish leather shoes...you MUST go to this store!!!  Everything is at a discounted price--then you take off anywhere from 10% to 60% off the marked price...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying...in case you needed to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...forget Joseph getting carsick (or something like that) on the way there, or the Monte Carlo catching fire basically before my eyes, or not winning at any gambling, or getting a flat tire on the 15 at midnight on the way home and waiting an hour in the rain for a AAA guy to come and fix us.  Really.  Forget it all.  The zappos.com outlet totally makes me forget about everything!  I'm just saying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-7270730465428094687?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7270730465428094687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=7270730465428094687' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7270730465428094687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7270730465428094687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-just-saying.html' title='I&apos;m just saying...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-21794438828172721</id><published>2008-01-24T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:08:28.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out, girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R5jvwh_HH5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vEmsVYnD86U/s1600-h/December07NewYears+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159136990188740498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R5jvwh_HH5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vEmsVYnD86U/s320/December07NewYears+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R5jvxB_HH6I/AAAAAAAAALE/22_drtjdkJU/s1600-h/December07NewYears+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159136998778675106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R5jvxB_HH6I/AAAAAAAAALE/22_drtjdkJU/s320/December07NewYears+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom got this seersucker blazer for Joseph a while back.  I LOVE dressing him in preppy clothes--even though they make him look like he's 18!!  When he was little, we called his big-boy clothes "Mini-Jed clothes!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I kinda forgot about it this blazer until last weekend, when I was dressing him for church. Can you believe how big he is getting?? So cute!  Look out, girls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps:  He wanted his hair spiky---that is not a motherly hair-brushing oversight!!&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/17261713-21794438828172721?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/21794438828172721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=21794438828172721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/21794438828172721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/21794438828172721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2008/01/look-out-girls.html' title='Look out, girls!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R5jvwh_HH5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/vEmsVYnD86U/s72-c/December07NewYears+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5318471088645099492</id><published>2007-12-24T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T21:49:27.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas Eve!!</title><content type='html'>"Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please can I have this Rebel Shooter.  I've been a good boy, Santa.  Happy Christmas!  I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R3CTU1967JI/AAAAAAAAAK0/XMPMJpPInuc/s1600-h/IMG_8194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R3CTU1967JI/AAAAAAAAAK0/XMPMJpPInuc/s320/IMG_8194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147776360377937042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We "made" the cookies 3 days ago and they've been sitting on this dish since then...anticipating the arrival of good ol' Santa.  I told Joseph that we could decorate new cookies on Christmas Eve but he really wanted Santa to have these cookies..."Don't worry mom.  Santa won't be scared.  It's not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; snow monster!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's Christmas Eve and everyone is tucking their little ones into bed and spending time with family...but I just HAD to show you what I just tucked into bed at our house...soooooo cute!  How can Santa say no to this kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R3CTUl967II/AAAAAAAAAKs/wYeKbXoyPj0/s1600-h/IMG_8183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R3CTUl967II/AAAAAAAAAKs/wYeKbXoyPj0/s320/IMG_8183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147776356082969730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas, everyone!  Good night and sweet dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5318471088645099492?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5318471088645099492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5318471088645099492' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5318471088645099492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5318471088645099492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-christmas-eve.html' title='Happy Christmas Eve!!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R3CTU1967JI/AAAAAAAAAK0/XMPMJpPInuc/s72-c/IMG_8194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-3429101558043008661</id><published>2007-12-19T22:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:41:49.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A forward from a friend...why not??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;1. &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198131984_0"&gt;Wrapping paper&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198131984_1"&gt;gift bags&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Wrapping paper.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tree - real or artificial? &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Fake.  We got it last year as a compromise (we were gone for 10 days during Christmas and New Years--Jed wanted a real tree.  I didn't.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. When do you put the tree up?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Whenever Jed feels like dragging all of the Christmas stuff out of the attic...Usually the 1st weekend of December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. When do you take the tree down?&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;First weekend of January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;5. Like eggnog? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;I love it but I have to drink it with 1/2 milk because I don't like the thick consistency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;6. Do you have a nativity scene?&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes.  A pretty Fontanini set that my mom got us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;7. Favorite gift received as a child?&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm not too sure...I get better presents as an adult than I ever did as a child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;8. Hardest person to buy for?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My parents.  They have everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;9. Easiest person to buy for? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Joseph.  This year it's either Star Wars or Transformers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;10. Worst Christmas gift ever received?  &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nothing's ever been that bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;11. Mail or email a Christmas card?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Please mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Christmas movie?&lt;span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miracle on 34th Street or A Christmas Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;13. When do you start shopping for &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198131984_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Usually I'm mostly done before Thanksgiving...not the case this year, though!  (some people are getting Happy New Year presents!  Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not that I can remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;15. Favorite food to eat on &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198131984_7"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Okay.  It's not a food--more of a treat...but definitely a must have for the season---Candy Cane Hershey's Kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;16. Clear or colored tree lights?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;17. Favorite Christmas song?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh Holy Night or Drummer Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;18. Travel during &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198131984_8"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; or stay home?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ideally, travel every year.  Realistically, travel every other year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;19. Angel or Star on tree top? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;That reminds me.  I need to get something.  Jed hates our angel (is it bad to have the words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; in the same sentence??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt;20. Open presents on &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198131984_9"&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/span&gt; or morning? &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We open one on &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198131984_10"&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/span&gt; and  the rest on Christmas morning...but if there are tons, we spread them throughout the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;color:red;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:12;color:red;"   &gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Courier New';font-size:9;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-3429101558043008661?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3429101558043008661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=3429101558043008661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3429101558043008661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3429101558043008661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for fun...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5954404438987380951</id><published>2007-12-19T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:16:27.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting with a three year old...</title><content type='html'>one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, sixteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one, fifteen, eighteen, eleven, twelve, five-teen, five-teen one, five-teen two, five-teen three, five-teen four, five-teen five, five-teen A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, Hey.  J-O-S-E-P-H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.  He can count to 20.  He knows his alphabet.  Is he regressing or is he being inventive by combining numbers and letters while creating new number combinations (five-teen?  It's genius!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, you can just forget about correcting him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No mom.  I want to do it ALL BY MYSELF."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this doesn't automatically make him ineligible for Harvard, class of 2026.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5954404438987380951?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5954404438987380951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5954404438987380951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5954404438987380951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5954404438987380951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/counting-with-three-year-old.html' title='Counting with a three year old...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-965998490653176763</id><published>2007-12-10T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T20:43:44.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>For an update on Joseph go &lt;a href="http://versionvaldez.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;He was super busy during his 10 day visit with Lala &amp;amp; Papa...&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness &lt;a href="http://versionvaldez.blogspot.com"&gt;Ann's&lt;/a&gt; been documenting everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-965998490653176763?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/965998490653176763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=965998490653176763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/965998490653176763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/965998490653176763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-8956137759840634877</id><published>2007-11-25T16:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T17:08:22.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"MOMMY, DADDY...IT"S SNOWING!!!"</title><content type='html'>On Friday, we woke up to the first Pagosa Springs snow of the season!!! &lt;br /&gt;Joseph woke up first and went into the front room to see his cousins while Jed &amp;amp; I tried to catch a bit more sleep...when just a few seconds later we hear a thunder of footsteps running down the hallway, then the door fly open, followed by "MOMMY, DADDY!  IT'S SNOWING!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen his blue eyes sparkle so much!  It was priceless :o)&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was thrilled---and was so anxious to go out and play!!  His favorite part of the snow was wearing snow boots!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oZIIil0TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lF2jIJ6TuQU/s1600-h/snow2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oZIIil0TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lF2jIJ6TuQU/s320/snow2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136945952491688242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph &amp;amp; Ian waiting patiently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oY8oil0SI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DJRtUTtiiGE/s1600-h/snow1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oY8oil0SI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DJRtUTtiiGE/s320/snow1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136945754923192610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids had such fun jumping on the trampoline with all of the snow on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oY8Yil0RI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZFkJpzITDso/s1600-h/snow2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oY8Yil0RI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZFkJpzITDso/s320/snow2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136945750628225298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jed &amp;amp; the kids built an AWESOME snowman!!   So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time playing outside we wanted to go inside to have hot chocolate--but Joseph threw tantrum after tantrum---not wanting to go.  He stalled and delayed and wanted to inspect everything tree, toy, branch, and inch of snow outside...After a while I calmly said, "Joseph, even after we have hot chocolate and get some rest, the snow will still be here."  He said, "It will still be here?  Okay, let's go inside..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left on Saturday morning (at 5:30am) and this was the temperature in the car...soooooo cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oZ-oil0UI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J6Cpu0hNQBw/s1600-h/temp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oZ-oil0UI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J6Cpu0hNQBw/s320/temp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136946888794558786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oY8oil0SI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DJRtUTtiiGE/s1600-h/snow1.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-8956137759840634877?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8956137759840634877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=8956137759840634877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8956137759840634877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8956137759840634877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-friday-we-woke-up-to-first-pagosa.html' title='&quot;MOMMY, DADDY...IT&quot;S SNOWING!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oZIIil0TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lF2jIJ6TuQU/s72-c/snow2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-608832781040213286</id><published>2007-11-25T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:52:35.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2,186.6 miles later...</title><content type='html'>Jed's sister and her family were kind enough to have us over last week to celebrate Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Our drive to Colorado was beautiful...we saw amazing scenery---and the 14 hour drive wasn't as bad as we expected!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph had a great time with his cousins while Jed &amp;amp; I enjoyed catching up with his sister and her husband, Kristen &amp;amp; Bernie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQoil0HI/AAAAAAAAAI8/P6EChsTKyk4/s1600-h/kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQoil0HI/AAAAAAAAAI8/P6EChsTKyk4/s320/kids.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136943899497320562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hiked up to a little waterfall---which by this time of year &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usually &lt;/span&gt;has a huge sheet of ice and cascading water...but not this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQ4il0JI/AAAAAAAAAJM/M0D3MOYG0-s/s1600-h/treasure+falls1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQ4il0JI/AAAAAAAAAJM/M0D3MOYG0-s/s320/treasure+falls1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136943903792287890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia, Ian, Joseph, Kristen &amp;amp; Laurel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQ4il0KI/AAAAAAAAAJU/E2PWwZ2CRkY/s1600-h/treasure+falls2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQ4il0KI/AAAAAAAAAJU/E2PWwZ2CRkY/s320/treasure+falls2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136943903792287906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jed &amp;amp; Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXRIil0LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DQ-Ef8mQ8uI/s1600-h/treasure+falls3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXRIil0LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DQ-Ef8mQ8uI/s320/treasure+falls3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136943908087255218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristen, Bernie &amp;amp; Buster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went up to the Wolf Creek Pass to the Continental Divide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXnYil0PI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/aGrCx_DE6ns/s1600-h/divide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXnYil0PI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/aGrCx_DE6ns/s320/divide.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136944290339344626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mesa Verde to see the old Native American dwellings---Very cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQoil0II/AAAAAAAAAJE/ovvl6frYq1g/s1600-h/mesa+verde.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQoil0II/AAAAAAAAAJE/ovvl6frYq1g/s320/mesa+verde.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136943899497320578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very, very busy week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-608832781040213286?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/608832781040213286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=608832781040213286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/608832781040213286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/608832781040213286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/21866-miles-later.html' title='2,186.6 miles later...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/R0oXQoil0HI/AAAAAAAAAI8/P6EChsTKyk4/s72-c/kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-8540316080170967848</id><published>2007-11-14T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:52:52.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hip Hip Hooray!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For almost a year now, Jed has had a pretty interesting work schedule. He works 4 days a week for 10 hours a day. Every 3 weeks he works on Saturday, so during that work week he gets 2 days off. It's pretty nice. I'm not gonna lie. Joseph loves it. I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even better, there are certain activities that only happen on special days...like adventures to Chuck E Cheese and Boomers.  Lucky for me, these activities are "boys only"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Joseph wakes up in the morning and sees Jed still in bed he asks, "Daddy, is today a special day?" It's really sweet. Sometimes, the night before, Joseph will ask, "Daddy, after tonight is it a special day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the past almost year, 3 times a week we wake up to these questions...and 3 times a week we also hear this chant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hip Hip Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;Today's a special day!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy has no work today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132878829416795922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RzumGaaCzxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6FUErIzj3vM/s320/DSC01656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-8540316080170967848?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8540316080170967848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=8540316080170967848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8540316080170967848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8540316080170967848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/hip-hip-hooray.html' title='&quot;Hip Hip Hooray!&quot;'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RzumGaaCzxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6FUErIzj3vM/s72-c/DSC01656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-6106840732615682235</id><published>2007-11-01T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T05:35:58.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...our trip!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are photos from our trip.  I just picked one from each place we visited...Hope that satisfies you!!  If you are curious and want to see more, you'll have to come to our house and park yourself in front of the computer for about 3 hours while you scan through all of them!  (or you can wait  a year for me to complete the scrapbook!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures aren't totally in order, but I tried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Milan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127836684889132082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym8S-UIjDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Qis2jazvEwM/s320/milan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Best Meal Ever in Parma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127840138042838130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym_b-UIjHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/49uZJsEWy78/s320/parma.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Bologna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym--OUIjGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/arm5S6d0xx0/s1600-h/bologna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127839626941729890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym--OUIjGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/arm5S6d0xx0/s320/bologna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym-NeUIjFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/617ozyYakBk/s1600-h/venice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127838789423107154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym-NeUIjFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/617ozyYakBk/s320/venice.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A cute park in Lake Como&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym9-uUIjEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ixUDF6HcCgA/s1600-h/lake+como.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127838536020036674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym9-uUIjEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ixUDF6HcCgA/s320/lake+como.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the ducks in Lake Maggiore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym8OeUIjCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EmQP5763t64/s1600-h/lake+maggiore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127836607579720738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym8OeUIjCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EmQP5763t64/s320/lake+maggiore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Florence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym5oeUIjBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JYkt5EzGtOI/s1600-h/europe+395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127833755721436178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym5oeUIjBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JYkt5EzGtOI/s320/europe+395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym5GeUIjAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YxRi2M-yqJQ/s1600-h/europe+437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127833171605883906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym5GeUIjAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YxRi2M-yqJQ/s320/europe+437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinqueterre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127841490957536386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynAquUIjII/AAAAAAAAAHU/fZxGnKKuE6M/s320/cinqueterra.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seville, Spain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127842264051649682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynBXuUIjJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SWlCpFDABeQ/s320/seville.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Faro, Portugal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127843286253866146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynCTOUIjKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TCaLApYFqYU/s320/faro.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dublin, Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127844024988241074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynC-OUIjLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TbXnlw5vNhI/s320/dublin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Cliffs of Moher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127845244758953186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynEFOUIjOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/d0-Z3MSGcBI/s320/cliffs+of+moher.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Ring of Kerry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127844836737060050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynDteUIjNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NBN2Cb0bt3Q/s320/ring+of+kerry.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waterford&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127844372880592066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynDSeUIjMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/k5U7MTSan8Y/s320/waterford.JPG" border="0" /&gt; London, England&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127847186084170994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RynF2OUIjPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JKwn8qJ-Jaw/s320/london.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/17261713-6106840732615682235?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6106840732615682235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=6106840732615682235' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6106840732615682235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6106840732615682235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/finallyour-trip.html' title='Finally...our trip!!!!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rym8S-UIjDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Qis2jazvEwM/s72-c/milan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5712877688360400288</id><published>2007-10-17T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:48:30.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rxa2QAZJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sj38pgNe4pU/s1600-h/europe3+324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122482012280154002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rxa2QAZJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sj38pgNe4pU/s320/europe3+324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rxaz9QZJZ3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-6412OQ0t-o/s1600-h/europe3+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rxaz9QZJZ3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-6412OQ0t-o/s320/europe3+331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here is a preview...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;These are some photos from the Ring of Kerry, a beautiful scenic drive in the western part of Ireland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We lucked out and had only about 8 drops of rain fall on us in Ireland...the weather was beautiful and the Irish countryside is amazing!! We took over 1000 pictures during our 3 week vacation. I'm starting you at the end because the first 2 weeks of pictures are in my mom's laptop (mom and said laptop will be here this weekend). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'll update more soon...keep checking, because there are TONS of pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5712877688360400288?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5712877688360400288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5712877688360400288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5712877688360400288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5712877688360400288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/here-is-preview.html' title=''/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rxa2QAZJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sj38pgNe4pU/s72-c/europe3+324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5266091563845983460</id><published>2007-10-06T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T04:52:35.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Portugal...</title><content type='html'>We´re done with Italy.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, other than our flight from Milan to Dublin on Monday, we´re done.&lt;br /&gt;We visited Milan, Lake Como, Lake Maggiore, Venice, Pisa, Florence, Parma, Bologna, and The CinqueTerre...sooooooo much fun! &lt;br /&gt;We are exhausted and are now enjoying some R&amp;amp;R before heading off to Ireland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can´t update pictures and have no idea how this will show up (considering I am using a computer with Portuguese characters and symbols)...but that´s the update!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5266091563845983460?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5266091563845983460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5266091563845983460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5266091563845983460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5266091563845983460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/10/greetings-from-portugal.html' title='Greetings from Portugal...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-6695922209316772594</id><published>2007-09-18T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:08:17.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you even believe...</title><content type='html'>how brave we are??&lt;br /&gt;3 women, one 3 year old, and one 1 year old.  Traveling Europe.  Three weeks.  Oh my...the anxiety is starting to set in!!  Thankfully, our kids are well seasoned travelers...but this is major!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we leave them behind?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC8HHAmnpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rl6_b436LkQ/s1600-h/playpen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC8HHAmnpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rl6_b436LkQ/s320/playpen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111792407392198290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want these kids for 3 weeks while Ann, Mom &amp;amp; I enjoy an exciting European adventure??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise.  They're really easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really.  I promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC8h3AmnqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3ocPIkSwcfk/s1600-h/passport.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC8h3AmnqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3ocPIkSwcfk/s320/passport.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111792866953698978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can I even consider not bringing him with me...he already has his passport!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-6695922209316772594?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6695922209316772594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=6695922209316772594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6695922209316772594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6695922209316772594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-you-even-believe.html' title='Can you even believe...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC8HHAmnpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rl6_b436LkQ/s72-c/playpen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1039620904264944469</id><published>2007-09-18T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:47:58.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>should I feel bad??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so...as you know, Lala bootcamp is a favorite in this house. My mom takes the kids away and it gives me a chance to take care of business. Everything that I put off gets bumped up to the top of the list when Joseph is at bootcamp (for example: clean out the closets, scrub the banister, clean out the garage, and --ahem--update my blog and go out to happy hour with my friends!). It's great. Joseph loves it. Mom loves it. Jed &amp;amp; I love it. Everyone wins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, should I feel sorry for Joseph that he has barely seen us this month...that he spent more time with Lala this month than me and Jed???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111785294926356050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC1pHAmnlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1MXR4GEHf-I/s320/august+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over it! He's safe and happy...and comes home with a boatload of new toys. AND, Lala has promised him that tomorrow they are going to the 'dog store' to learn about adopting a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that if you raise your kids feeling sorry for them, they'll grow up feeling sorry for themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya right! Who can feel sorry for these kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111787674338238050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC3znAmnmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qeqm2QfzlIA/s320/IMG_6416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fudgesicles in the sink-bath????!!!!  Only with LALA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1039620904264944469?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1039620904264944469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1039620904264944469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1039620904264944469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1039620904264944469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/should-i-feel-bad.html' title='should I feel bad??'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RvC1pHAmnlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1MXR4GEHf-I/s72-c/august+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-6796568905891880507</id><published>2007-09-09T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T18:11:16.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Chances...</title><content type='html'>We are finalizing plans for our Europe trip.  Originally it was going to be Italy &amp; Ireland, but we have been invited to celebrate a 60th birthday with our family friends in Portugal. &lt;br /&gt;In 2000 we spent some time in Portugal after an awesome Mediterranean cruise and an amazing 2 weeks in Spain.  Needless to say, Portugal was not what we expected.  We were ready to go home and didn't want to be there any longer, but the airline people didn't quite understand that and wanted to charge the 5 of us $150 each to change our plane tickets (so we could get home about 30 hours early---it was THAT BAD)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, I am happy to say that I will give Portugal a Second Chance.  Hopefully we won't be as exhausted and inflexible (when traveling with 2 kids, you have to be flexible)...and celebrating a birthday with close friends is always a good time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of adding Portugal to our itinerary is that we get to play in Seville for a couple of days!!  I HEART Spain!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-6796568905891880507?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6796568905891880507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=6796568905891880507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6796568905891880507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6796568905891880507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/second-chances.html' title='Second Chances...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-968692967925578279</id><published>2007-09-05T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:36:33.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to life, back to reality...</title><content type='html'>back to the here and now...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 10 days of "Freedom From Child" (aka FFC), the Nellis house is back to the normal chaos!  Anytime I hear whining, crying, or screaming...my mind goes back to the times of FFC when I am able to scrapbook at any hour, go to the bank or grocery store without having someone at my heels, or sleep in until 9 am and not have to worry about getting breakfast ready for a little person!  I sure do miss the kid when he's gone...but I sure do miss the quiet time when he's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHOOO...Whenever Joseph goes to Lala Bootcamp he returns home with a new wardrobe and a new collection of toys!  Since he has a new obsession with Transformers (thanks Jed &amp; Carlos), I knew that the newest treasures from Lala Bootcamp would consist of any Transformer that Joseph asked for...however, I NEVER expected this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rt-QIYR6nUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PU5yuy8WSFI/s1600-h/transformer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rt-QIYR6nUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PU5yuy8WSFI/s320/transformer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106958976092380482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph is now a proud owner of an Optimus Prime mask.  It has programmed sayings that are pretty cool...but the best part is that it changes your voice to sound like Optimus Prime himself!  I know.  I think it may have to 'break' for a little while, because it is pretty annoying...but there is nothing like being the talk of the neighborhood among the 3-4 year old population because your kid has the coolest toy in town!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-968692967925578279?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/968692967925578279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=968692967925578279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/968692967925578279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/968692967925578279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-life-back-to-reality.html' title='Back to life, back to reality...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rt-QIYR6nUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PU5yuy8WSFI/s72-c/transformer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-8311074866289265959</id><published>2007-08-29T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:10:58.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this from my friend Liz.  Since I haven't updated in a while and I have NO KIDS in my house until next Tuesday (thanks Mom &amp;amp; Dad), I guess I have time to fill in the answers :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Three words to describe your best friend: laid back, hard working, family oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Three of your best characteristics: honest, creative, FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Three words to describe your house: chaotic, full of love, welcoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Three things you're working on: Quicken, organizing, cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Three major goals in the next three years: have another baby, move, organize my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Three favorite foods: artichokes, lobster, sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Three least favorite foods: cilantro (does that count as a food?), liver, overripe bananas--yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Three words to describe your friends: comfy, fun, reliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Three words to describe your child (now or in the future): stubborn, playful, affectionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Three words to describe how you're feeling today: relaxed, accomplished, HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this, you have to post it in your blog...just following rules!&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime for this child-free mama!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-8311074866289265959?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8311074866289265959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=8311074866289265959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8311074866289265959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8311074866289265959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-got-this-from-my-friend-liz.html' title=''/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-648706616197373493</id><published>2007-08-16T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:31:49.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lame blogger</title><content type='html'>is single spacing everything.  The email that "Carl" sent wasn't all one giant chunk!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-648706616197373493?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/648706616197373493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=648706616197373493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/648706616197373493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/648706616197373493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/08/lame-blogger.html' title='lame blogger'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-2189515893552610774</id><published>2007-08-16T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:30:14.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a day off?  Just copy and paste this bad boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;An infallible excuse email to get out of work.  Try it.  It works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**note: the names and locations have been changed to protect the identity of those involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi "Lauren",&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let you know if I am not in the "office" early in the morning as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usual, then I will be making it in the afternoon hopefully for group&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meeting. My wife, "Fr-ann" and I went out to KFC and we're both with pretty upset&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stomachs. I am hoping that is not a stomach virus and I will be OK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tomorrow morning. If that's not the case, I do not want to be around the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"office" shaking people's hands if I have something weird.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I waited until tonight hoping it would pass but so far no luck&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with me or my wife, "Fr-ann".  So, I am emailing you now to make you aware of this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so you will know tomorrow  if you don't see me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway, hope all is well with you and we'll see if I can make it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Carl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this was actually used...and it worked...SUCKAS!!!  By the way...if you decide to use this note, don't forget to change the names and locations as needed.  I would keep the KFC.  It's believable!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-2189515893552610774?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2189515893552610774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=2189515893552610774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2189515893552610774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/2189515893552610774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/08/need-day-off-just-copy-and-paste-this.html' title='Need a day off?  Just copy and paste this bad boy!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-258122645624745601</id><published>2007-08-16T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:17:23.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back...</title><content type='html'>from glorious New Jersey.  I'll update and post pics later...Joseph had a great time with his cousins and Jed &amp; I enjoyed having others around to occupy the little guy!!  Great weather, awesome company, good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-258122645624745601?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/258122645624745601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=258122645624745601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/258122645624745601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/258122645624745601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/08/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1568067121181315633</id><published>2007-08-02T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:39:04.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our very own Mr. Miyagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RrKUKyT6t5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ayWZUlgx2pk/s1600-h/fly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 185px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RrKUKyT6t5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ayWZUlgx2pk/s320/fly1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094297041534367634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are many benefits to having Ann, Carlos &amp; Pepi living with us.  Ann watches Joseph and is great scrapping company.  Pepi is just so darn cute...and he is totally free birth control for me.  Carlos does dishes, cleans floors...and catches flies!  We have our very own Mr. Miyagi!!!  Carlos might not look like Pat Morita, but he sure can catch flies like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RrKURCT6t6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vGG0jNB4JQI/s1600-h/fly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RrKURCT6t6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vGG0jNB4JQI/s320/fly2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094297148908550050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RrKUayT6t7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/mTY-xmNMeFI/s1600-h/fly3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 194px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RrKUayT6t7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/mTY-xmNMeFI/s320/fly3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094297316412274610" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the poor photo quality.  These were taken with my camera phone...but trust me.  There is a fly there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps-Can you believe the fly wasn't hurt?  He might be a little bit traumatized, but he flew away just fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1568067121181315633?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1568067121181315633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1568067121181315633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1568067121181315633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1568067121181315633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-very-own-mr-miyagi.html' title='Our very own Mr. Miyagi'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RrKUKyT6t5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ayWZUlgx2pk/s72-c/fly1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-6326872002570275915</id><published>2007-08-01T00:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T09:17:51.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you FREAKING kidding me?????</title><content type='html'>I don't even know where to begin with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my sister &amp; I stopped at Joann's Crafts to pick up a few things to make invitations for a friend's birthday party.  We don't often do the bulk of our craft shopping at this store because it is usually understocked.  Sometimes they have some great deals, though, and other times -like today- it is just convenient.  We had both boys who were in great moods and totally well behaved.  We were browsing the paper selection when all of a sudden I hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph-"Mommy, I have to go potty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No big deal.  Ask where the potty is, go potty, and return to shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me-"Excuse me, ma'am.  Where can I find the restroom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rude Lady #1 at the fabric cutting counter (aka, RL1)-"Um,we don't have a bathroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-"Seriously?  Even for kids?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RL1-"Weeeeeeellllllllllllllllllllllll noooooooo...We have to escort you back to the employee restroom.  I'm too busy right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-"Is there a manager that can escort me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RL1-"She's right there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pointing to the cash registers at Rude Lady #2, aka. RL2)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (to RL2)-"Excuse me, would you mind escorting us to the employee restroom?  My son is&lt;br /&gt;potty training."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;RL2-"Um, I'm really busy right now (looks at the whopping 2 people in line).  It's not my priority to help people to the restroom.  The closest restroom is at Target---&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;read: I would have to go to the car, buckle up kid, drive to Target, find a parking spot, and make it to the potty before my sweet boy has an accident.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me-"Seriously"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;RL2-"Yes."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so...I am rather irate at this point.  I don't want anybody to roll out a freaking red carpet to the bathroom...just show me where it is, for crying out loud!  I was trying to be polite...but clearly nobody seemed to want to help me out.  Soooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a VERY loud voice&lt;/span&gt;)-"Joseph.  That lady (pointing to RL2) does not want to share her potty with us.  Do you want to pee ON THE FLOOR in the store or outside on the tree in front of the store."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Joseph-"Mommy.  Why does that lady not share her potty?  Is she a rude dude?"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-"I don't know why she won't share, Joseph.  Where do you want to go potty?  ON THE FLOOR inside, or outside on a tree?"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Joseph-"I can pee on the floor, Mommy?"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-"Yes honey, but only in this store."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Joseph-"Mommy, I'll pee outside."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo...we go outside, he drops his drawers, and pees right in front of the store.&lt;br /&gt;I go back inside-because at this point we have a couple of things to purchase-and no more than 5 minutes later I hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Joseph-"Mommy, I have to go poo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh boy, here we go again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luckily, a nice young lady named Amanda was working at the register.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph-"Excuse me, can you please share your potty with me?  I have to use the restroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda-"Of course, honey.  Just let me ring up these people and I'll show you back to the potty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I mean seriously.  Are you FREAKING kidding me???  Was it really that difficult, people??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-6326872002570275915?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6326872002570275915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=6326872002570275915' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6326872002570275915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/6326872002570275915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/08/are-you-freaking-kidding-me.html' title='Are you FREAKING kidding me?????'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1807618809349065388</id><published>2007-07-28T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:58:26.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, A-Ann!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rqt1eiT6tyI/AAAAAAAAADs/4PiSfAFcg58/s1600-h/june2+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rqt1eiT6tyI/AAAAAAAAADs/4PiSfAFcg58/s320/june2+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092292971139348258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;to my favorite older sister!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Thanks for everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy being 32 years young!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You're the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1807618809349065388?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1807618809349065388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1807618809349065388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1807618809349065388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1807618809349065388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-ann.html' title='Happy Birthday, A-Ann!!!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rqt1eiT6tyI/AAAAAAAAADs/4PiSfAFcg58/s72-c/june2+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-3281661766127833850</id><published>2007-07-28T02:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T11:15:14.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OC Fair</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Jed had a half day and got off at noon. After picking him up from work and going to my favorite scrapbook store in Orange County, we headed to the Orange County Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned  out to be such a blast!  The food was fried and delicious, the crowds were tame, and the rides and games were only $1...what a deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph enjoyed the petting zoo (yuck, sorry!) and loved feeding the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95VyT6tzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fVSIMndAydY/s1600-h/fair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95VyT6tzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fVSIMndAydY/s320/fair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093423118768846642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that we saw the pig races!  Joseph was devastated that he didn't actually get to ride a pig...like, really devastated.&lt;br /&gt;As in screaming-crying-"IWANNARIDEAPIG"-devastated...but the races were really cute and quite an amazing spectacle of animal skill!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was not an empty seat in the stadium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95eST6t1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3vOM0zMgjoQ/s1600-h/fair3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95eST6t1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3vOM0zMgjoQ/s320/fair3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093423264797734738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that pigs could jump hurdles??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95ZiT6t0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/w05DQ8fniHo/s1600-h/fair2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95ZiT6t0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/w05DQ8fniHo/s320/fair2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093423183193356098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jed &amp; Joseph had a great time on the dragon roller coaster! Look at those smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95hiT6t2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q5ibl_Ns2e8/s1600-h/fair4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95hiT6t2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q5ibl_Ns2e8/s320/fair4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093423320632309602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya- Joseph &amp; I went on the HUGE slide!  It was actually pretty fun.  My boy is so brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95kCT6t3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/5phFL-5-gp8/s1600-h/fair6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95kCT6t3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/5phFL-5-gp8/s320/fair6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093423363581982578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He 'won' a fishing game.  He chose this pink bear as a prize.  The second time he won he chose a purple bear.  Then he traded his two bears for a Cars stuffed car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95nST6t4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/BVrHhq5GKtE/s1600-h/fair5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95nST6t4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/BVrHhq5GKtE/s320/fair5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093423419416557442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times.  Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-3281661766127833850?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3281661766127833850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=3281661766127833850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3281661766127833850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/3281661766127833850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/oc-fair.html' title='OC Fair'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rq95VyT6tzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fVSIMndAydY/s72-c/fair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5156108801057892698</id><published>2007-07-21T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:45:44.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Saturday Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLt5iT6twI/AAAAAAAAADc/pwCJJ6Dxiv8/s1600-h/razon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLt5iT6twI/AAAAAAAAADc/pwCJJ6Dxiv8/s320/razon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089892101600753410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so good to see my baby sister, Michelle!  She is here visiting from Los Angeles...Joseph has so much fun with his Silly Tita Bellz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLuZCT6txI/AAAAAAAAADk/xuKc6YqUFfc/s1600-h/bell+bell+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 171px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLuZCT6txI/AAAAAAAAADk/xuKc6YqUFfc/s320/bell+bell+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089892642766632722" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a random night of making pizzas  and calzones (yummy Trader Joe's pizza dough) and lighting a ton of fireworks, we decided to close out the night by making S'mores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no fire pit, campfire, or anything of the sort...we made do with what we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love random Saturday nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLs6ST6ttI/AAAAAAAAADE/k2g8wbkVHSQ/s1600-h/smores+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 239px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLs6ST6ttI/AAAAAAAAADE/k2g8wbkVHSQ/s320/smores+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089891014974027474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLtWyT6tuI/AAAAAAAAADM/UxUJcXNKYNw/s1600-h/smores+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 180px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLtWyT6tuI/AAAAAAAAADM/UxUJcXNKYNw/s320/smores+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089891504600299234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5156108801057892698?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5156108801057892698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5156108801057892698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5156108801057892698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5156108801057892698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-saturday-night.html' title='Random Saturday Night...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RqLt5iT6twI/AAAAAAAAADc/pwCJJ6Dxiv8/s72-c/razon3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1588034842345392890</id><published>2007-07-19T02:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T03:29:07.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>Well, since it's 3 am and I can't sleep (like most normal people)...I am doing laundry and, ahem, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meme"&gt;meme&lt;/a&gt; to pass some time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs I've Had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Camp Counselor&lt;br /&gt;2. Nanny&lt;br /&gt;3. Teacher&lt;br /&gt;4. Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places for a Weekend Getaway:&lt;br /&gt;1. Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;2. Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;3. Northern California&lt;br /&gt;4. Anywhere else is too far for just a weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies I can watch over &amp; over:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Holiday (which I've only seen once, but I loved it so much that I know I would watch it over &amp;amp; over!)&lt;br /&gt;2. The Sound of Music (I know, I know)&lt;br /&gt;3. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun&lt;br /&gt;4. Dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty Pleasures:&lt;br /&gt;1. Scrapbooking&lt;br /&gt;2. Anything Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;3. Reality Television&lt;br /&gt;4. "Joke-only" shopping carts...you know, creating a shopping cart on your favorite online shopping website with absolutely no intention of buying.  It's so much fun filling that cart with EVERYTHING that you could possible want!  I know you all do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I've Lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Alamo, CA&lt;br /&gt;2. Davis, CA&lt;br /&gt;3. San Diego, CA&lt;br /&gt;4. Oceanside, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I thought when I first saw my significant other:&lt;br /&gt;1. He is so shy...&lt;br /&gt;2. His friend is really cute!&lt;br /&gt;3. He is walking me to my car?  Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;4. I could go out with this guy again...&lt;br /&gt;***By the way, he 'tricked' me into going out with him.  It was supposed to be a 'let's all go out' kinda thing and it ended up just the two of us...pretty sneaky!  (even though he denies this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I've been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Alaska&lt;br /&gt;2. Philippines&lt;br /&gt;3. Mediterranean&lt;br /&gt;4. Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. Artichokes&lt;br /&gt;2. Dos Coyotes (ranchero burrito, in case any of you are driving through Davis and decide to pick one up for me---don't worry, they reheat really well!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sushi&lt;br /&gt;4. Ahi Poke (which I guess is technically sushi, but is sooooo delicious that it deserves it's own number)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in a "jam" with spouse, tactics used to get out of the doghouse:&lt;br /&gt;1. Make a yummy dinner--add a dessert if I really screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;2. 'Let' him think he is right.&lt;br /&gt;3. Try to explain my logic.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ignore it...we are learning to pick our battles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Websites I visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;1. Yahoo email and news&lt;br /&gt;2. Myspace&lt;br /&gt;3. Blogs&lt;br /&gt;4. Meetup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Kiss Locations:&lt;br /&gt;1. My house&lt;br /&gt;2. The car&lt;br /&gt;3. His house&lt;br /&gt;4. While on a walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I'd rather be:&lt;br /&gt;1. In bed (It's 3:15 in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;2. Maui, Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3. Barcelona, Spain&lt;br /&gt;4. Las Vegas--I don't particularly love the city, but if I were an insomniac there at least I'd have the opportunity to make money at 3:15 in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I tag:&lt;br /&gt;--Anyone who is actually reading this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1588034842345392890?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1588034842345392890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1588034842345392890' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1588034842345392890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1588034842345392890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-5638957397252430500</id><published>2007-07-18T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T12:21:28.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight zone...doo dee doo doo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5i2PpY7WI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JfiOKKxQZl0/s1600-h/may+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5i2PpY7WI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JfiOKKxQZl0/s320/may+429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088613313027829090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know several months ago my parents sold our childhood home of 24 years.  This was very traumatizing for me and my sisters (insert dramatic music here) since we all grew up here and have such fond memories of St. Alicia Court.  Anyhow, I thought I was okay with the whole situation, but I guess I haven't gone through the grieving process yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my dream last night was closure...or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this:&lt;br /&gt;In the dream we have already sold the house and moved into another.  We are doing a walk-through before the new owners move in...but when we walk through the house all of our belongings have found their way back into the house.  The closets are filled with our clothes, our pictures are on the walls, and all of our rooms are filled with our belongings.  So confused, we start packing again---pulling the things off of the walls and taking the clothes out of the closet.  When we are all done packing we do another walk-through and find that the house is still filled with our things...this happens three or four times until I wake up to the phone ringing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any dream interpreters out there?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and in the dream it is present time but all of the things in the house are from our childhood...doo dee doo doo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Our last night in the house.  We all slept in the Master Bedroom on a line of air mattresses.  Who needed that whole house anyways---all 9 of us were fine sharing a room!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5jcPpY7XI/AAAAAAAAACE/EQhCYgsmgd8/s1600-h/may+408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5jcPpY7XI/AAAAAAAAACE/EQhCYgsmgd8/s320/may+408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088613965862858098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room: Christmas tree, piano lessons, and a quiet place if we needed to talk on the phone!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lMvpY7dI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xfrb7HoGPo0/s1600-h/alamo+living.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lMvpY7dI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xfrb7HoGPo0/s320/alamo+living.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088615898598141394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family room looking into the kitchen and out to the backyard: Cooking, eating family dinners, game nights, birthday parties, watching movies together...the hub of the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lKfpY7cI/AAAAAAAAACs/_oDhQluyfPU/s1600-h/alamo+family+kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lKfpY7cI/AAAAAAAAACs/_oDhQluyfPU/s320/alamo+family+kitchen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088615859943435714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blue room: My childhood room.  First I shared with Carla (good roommate!), then she moved into Ann's room when Ann went to college, then I moved out and went to college, then Michelle moved in!  I used to sneak out the front window (the one showing is to the side yard) but then I realized that it was much less hassle to just sneak out the front door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lHvpY7bI/AAAAAAAAACk/Q5SEOW_qTEQ/s1600-h/alamo+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lHvpY7bI/AAAAAAAAACk/Q5SEOW_qTEQ/s320/alamo+blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088615812698795442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The backyard: Dad's BBQ, PARTIES, playing soccer on the grass, night swimming, country line dancing for my 16th birthday, just hanging out on cool summer nights, AWESOME party before our wedding...lots of good times back here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lE_pY7aI/AAAAAAAAACc/iJNOmuep2Ms/s1600-h/alamo+backyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5lE_pY7aI/AAAAAAAAACc/iJNOmuep2Ms/s320/alamo+backyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088615765454155170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front door: Many hellos and goodbyes...welcoming and always open.  I'll miss those birds that nested there every year! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5kxvpY7ZI/AAAAAAAAACU/zdGvHFB-Vxs/s1600-h/may+420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5kxvpY7ZI/AAAAAAAAACU/zdGvHFB-Vxs/s320/may+420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088615434741673362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Alamo!  Thanks for the good memories!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5j6vpY7YI/AAAAAAAAACM/InPaicNKbqU/s1600-h/may+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5j6vpY7YI/AAAAAAAAACM/InPaicNKbqU/s320/may+423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088614489848868226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-5638957397252430500?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5638957397252430500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=5638957397252430500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5638957397252430500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/5638957397252430500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/twilight-zonedoo-dee-doo-doo.html' title='twilight zone...doo dee doo doo...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rp5i2PpY7WI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JfiOKKxQZl0/s72-c/may+429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-7939375910443789986</id><published>2007-07-13T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T21:05:00.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do?</title><content type='html'>Ann &amp; Carlos have the boys in Hermosa Beach with them tonight.  Jed is off playing with his work buddies.  That leaves me home alone.  You would think I'd be so excited--and I was....but since I have had the entire day "off" I'm actually kinda bored.  I went out shopping with a girlfriend, the house is clean, the 9,000 loads of laundry are put away, and I am totally caught up with my TIVO.  I'm too tired and not in the mood to scrapbook or read.  So here I am blogging.  So much for a night to myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-7939375910443789986?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7939375910443789986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=7939375910443789986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7939375910443789986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7939375910443789986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-would-you-do.html' title='What would you do?'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1682012941827973300</id><published>2007-07-09T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T20:40:12.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL_Zgcxm3I/AAAAAAAAABs/3B3UbMiZuLw/s1600-h/july2+321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL_Zgcxm3I/AAAAAAAAABs/3B3UbMiZuLw/s320/july2+321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085407742927149938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend our cute little family went camping with 3 other cute little families!  It was such fun and the kids had a blast!  San Onofre is less than 20 miles north of us, and was the perfect place for amateur campers like us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were so excited for their first camping trip.  All together there were 6 kids and 8 adults.  The anticipation of roasting marshmallows, sleeping in tents, hanging out on the beach and hanging out with some of our favorite friends was really too much for the littles.  I think all of them woke up on Friday morning grinning ear to ear, and totally ready and set to go.  They were so well behaved and completely flexible!  Joseph's favorite parts of camping were boogie boarding, sleeping in the tent, and peeing on the trees!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL9zQcxm1I/AAAAAAAAABc/gDNT_fTF3lA/s1600-h/july2+311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL9zQcxm1I/AAAAAAAAABc/gDNT_fTF3lA/s320/july2+311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085405986285525842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my great friends and their wonderful skills the weekend was filled with delicious camp-cooked food, some drinking, lots of laughing, and tons of fun!!!!  We had several rounds of the Newlywed Game, which were followed by several rounds of...uh...um, discussions!&lt;br /&gt;The husbands had a great bonding weekend...the wives spend enough time together so we figured the hubbies should get along, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's gonna work?  TEAMWORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL5RQcxmuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kt5U65UmJUc/s1600-h/july2+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL5RQcxmuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kt5U65UmJUc/s320/july2+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085401004123462370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out by the campfire:&lt;br /&gt;Carlos, Kevin, Jed, Paul &amp; Sean&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL6PAcxmvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1W9SRYXspgk/s1600-h/july2+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL6PAcxmvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1W9SRYXspgk/s320/july2+256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085402064980384498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arin, Ghia, Cierra, Ann &amp; Jacque&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL7jwcxmyI/AAAAAAAAABE/42DQs9i8F0U/s1600-h/july2+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL7jwcxmyI/AAAAAAAAABE/42DQs9i8F0U/s320/july2+255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085403520974297890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mackynzie, Blake, Joseph, Jake, Laynie, &amp; Vicente&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL6lAcxmwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1QCFk-6jW88/s1600-h/july2+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL6lAcxmwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1QCFk-6jW88/s320/july2+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085402442937506562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph &amp; Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL75AcxmzI/AAAAAAAAABM/LkFT_BqVFYA/s1600-h/july2+294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL75AcxmzI/AAAAAAAAABM/LkFT_BqVFYA/s320/july2+294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085403886046518066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such cuties!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL67QcxmxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/531GKrNgWh0/s1600-h/july2+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL67QcxmxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/531GKrNgWh0/s320/july2+227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085402825189595922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know...He's toooooo much!!  Don't you love it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL84gcxm0I/AAAAAAAAABU/BLYQOrsXP3U/s1600-h/july2+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL84gcxm0I/AAAAAAAAABU/BLYQOrsXP3U/s320/july2+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085404976968211266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks mad, but really he was just totally serious about his sandcastle building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL-5gcxm2I/AAAAAAAAABk/ZVdXZWmM-So/s1600-h/july2+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL-5gcxm2I/AAAAAAAAABk/ZVdXZWmM-So/s320/july2+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085407193171336034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home extremely dirty, sore, and exhausted, but we are already looking forward to the next camping trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1682012941827973300?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1682012941827973300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1682012941827973300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1682012941827973300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1682012941827973300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/camping.html' title='Camping!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpL_Zgcxm3I/AAAAAAAAABs/3B3UbMiZuLw/s72-c/july2+321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-1325937712592748992</id><published>2007-07-04T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:07:04.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating the 4th!</title><content type='html'>After spending a week in Las Vegas (115 degrees with 3% humidity) we came home to cool, semi-humid, beautiful Oceanside. We celebrated the 4th watching fireworks with fun friends!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Arin, Sean &amp; Jake for having us over!  What a fun evening :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpMFvQcxm4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LTJN9kJg9As/s1600-h/july+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpMFvQcxm4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LTJN9kJg9As/s320/july+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085414713659071362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-1325937712592748992?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1325937712592748992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=1325937712592748992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1325937712592748992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/1325937712592748992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/07/celebrating-4th.html' title='Celebrating the 4th!'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp3.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RpMFvQcxm4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LTJN9kJg9As/s72-c/july+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-4503092664852137148</id><published>2007-06-26T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:28:13.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart kid</title><content type='html'>I can only imagine how annoying it is for my sweet little Joseph to have 4 adults to listen to on a day to day basis.  I mean, most kids (if they are lucky) have 2 parents to listen to...but not my kid.   Jed &amp; I and Ann &amp;amp; Carlos are constantly nagging at Joseph to remind him how to behave and speak politely and play nicely.  It's really no wonder that the kid tunes us all out!!!  On an average day, Joseph will acknowledge everything that Ann says and NOTHING that I say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday I was laying on the couch completely exhausted...I ask Joseph for a blanket.  He ignores me.  Ann asks him for a blanket..."sure, ninang" (ninang is the Tagalog word for godmother).  I ask Joseph to hand me the remote.  He ignores me.  Ann asks him for the remote..."sure, ninang".  This continues for several minutes and at this point we are just testing him to make sure he really is ignoring me and it's not just a coincidence...so finally I say, "Joseph, I really just need a smooch".  He ignores me.  Ann says, "Joseph, I really just need a smooch"...and we are both lying there, on separate couches, with our lips puckered up just waiting to see who he will smooch first...and he says...here it is....get ready to pee in your pants...he says, "why don't you just smooch each other"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-4503092664852137148?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4503092664852137148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=4503092664852137148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/4503092664852137148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/4503092664852137148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/06/smart-kid.html' title='Smart kid'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-7374731121111776092</id><published>2007-06-22T09:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T09:50:19.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one step forward, two steps back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who:&lt;/span&gt;  Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What:&lt;/span&gt;  Woke me up EARLY this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt;  3:49 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where:&lt;/span&gt;  In my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why:&lt;/span&gt;  Because he had to go potty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How:&lt;/span&gt;  Wakes me up from a dead sleep while whining in agony..."mommy, I have to go potty" and     turning every single light on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's great, kid.  I put a diaper on him at night so we have no accidents and he wakes up in the middle of the night to use the potty.  Awesome.  Proud moment.&lt;br /&gt;So now he says that he wants to wear diapers and doesn't like big boy underwear.  Is that what they mean when they say "one step forward, two steps back"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-7374731121111776092?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7374731121111776092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=7374731121111776092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7374731121111776092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7374731121111776092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-dont-get-it_22.html' title='one step forward, two steps back...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-8876126802789524372</id><published>2007-06-21T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:39:22.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Derby and Imaginary Friends...</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know the randomness of my child, you will really appreciate this. For those of you who have yet to experience said randomness, you may think he's nuts...nonetheless, I adore this kid--randomness and all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a few months ago I bought Joseph these Little Tikes roller skates. They are the kind that you strap on over your shoes. The same kind that my older sister passed down to me and the rest of the clan back when we were Dorothy Hamill's-in-training. They are awesome. Now all the kid wants to do is roller skate. Roller skate around the house. Roller skate to the park. Roller skate in the backyard. Roller skate on the basketball court. After a while, and many laps around the house, he says (seriously) "but mom, I want the kind with no wheels and there is one line and I go on the ice". So I want to say "Um. Explain to your father that you want ice skates, son." But, instead I say (wuss, I know) "These are just for practicing. Then, when you are ready we will get the kind for the ice". I know. You are thinking...innocent child just wants to ice skate. NO...He is doing twists and turns and all of the 'skating' moves that a mother just isn't prepared to see her son do! So, I've made it worse. Now all he wants to do is practice roller skating so he can eventually get on to the ice skating...i know, i know. Cute, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RntdYGavodI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jWjZiINQjvA/s1600-h/june2+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RntdYGavodI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jWjZiINQjvA/s320/june2+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078755673411396050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rntd_WavoeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5FR2iv6x4FY/s1600-h/june2+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/Rntd_WavoeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5FR2iv6x4FY/s320/june2+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078756347721261538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RnteSGavofI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1NHmdK6dess/s1600-h/june2+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RnteSGavofI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1NHmdK6dess/s320/june2+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078756669843808754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, onto the Imaginary Friend portion of this posting...&lt;br /&gt;So, since Ann &amp; Vicente (my sister &amp;amp; her son) are out of town for the week, Joseph has no live-in playmates.  A &amp; V are usually in charge of Joseph at moments when I am just over being the mom, play structure, buddy, entertainment...you get it!  Needless to say, with them being gone this week, Joseph is just bored to tears!  I mean, we do things and go on adventures and play with our little neighborhood friends...but there is nothing better than to have someone to play with ALL THE TIME!!!  Enter: Imaginary Friends.  All week long I have had a whole posse of 'people' following me around...along with Joseph I have Precious (a dog), Mickey &amp; Pluto, Lightening McQueen, Ramone, and Mater.  It takes forever to get these kids into the car and all buckled up.  Sometimes, when I just really don't feel like dealing, I get out snacks for everyone too.  They take baths with us.  They brush teeth with us.  They sleep and eat with us.  We all hold hands and cross the street together.  We even went grocery shopping together.  It's ridiculous!  All I can say is, thank goodness they are all potty trained...because, yes, they all go potty with us, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-8876126802789524372?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8876126802789524372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=8876126802789524372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8876126802789524372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8876126802789524372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/06/roller-derby-and-imaginary-friends.html' title='Roller Derby and Imaginary Friends...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</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://bp0.blogger.com/_WylpKWBoFoQ/RntdYGavodI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jWjZiINQjvA/s72-c/june2+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-7019290985867746991</id><published>2007-06-18T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T13:35:48.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ummmm...</title><content type='html'>Ya.  Sorry the pictures are so darn big.  Maybe some of my tech-savvy friends can help me figure this out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-7019290985867746991?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7019290985867746991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=7019290985867746991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7019290985867746991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/7019290985867746991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/06/ummmm.html' title='ummmm...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-8529131098255567837</id><published>2007-06-18T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T13:13:24.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>Well, here you have it.  Almost 2 years after my original blog, I am going to try to pick it up again.  It seems like so many people blog now---and everybody knows that I hate to be left out of anything fun...so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give the Joseph update first:  He is now 3 years old :o) and such a firecracker!  Riding bikes and running like a wild-man are on the top of his 'to-do' list every day!  And the greatest news of all...he is potty trained!!  I guess that's what happens when I send him out of town with my sister to visit my parents for 10 days.  When you get 3 grown adults who do not want to change diapers (especially when the child does not belong to them--there is nothing more disgusting than that) the glorious outcome is that my child comes home completely potty trained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jed is doing great!  He is working like a dog but enjoying his 4 day a week, 10 hour a day work schedule.  The pro...having him home on random days during the week.  The con...never knowing his schedule and, uh, having him home on random days during the week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Father's Day was fun and laid back.   My parents and twin sisters came down from the Bay Area &amp;amp; Los Angeles (respectively) and we had a relaxing BBQ...YUM!!!  How lucky am I to have such amazing men in my life??!!   A father who would do anything for his wife and children, and a loving husband who is equally committed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for now...that's a start.  I'll do the best I can with this blogging...but no promises, okay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a391/ghianellis/militaryday087.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a391/ghianellis/militaryday083.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a391/ghianellis/june2373.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a391/ghianellis/june2361.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-8529131098255567837?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8529131098255567837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=8529131098255567837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8529131098255567837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/8529131098255567837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17261713.post-112799761110276594</id><published>2005-09-29T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T05:40:11.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm trying this out...I'm thinking it's a good way for family and friends to be able to check in with us and see this little baby of ours grow.  Joseph is now 19 months old and although I've tried to send out emails and pictures regularly, the day to day stuff is so funny that maybe you'd like to see for yourselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17261713-112799761110276594?l=thenellisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/112799761110276594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17261713&amp;postID=112799761110276594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/112799761110276594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17261713/posts/default/112799761110276594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellisfamily.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Ghia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851194722091403160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
