<?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-341759853402086509</id><updated>2012-01-19T16:14:33.029-08:00</updated><category term='winter'/><category term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'>Pendleton</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-1669108369737379953</id><published>2010-02-23T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:53:32.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter fun.</title><content type='html'>I was able to do another photo shoot for a new photographer.  It was really fun and my makeup artist was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the photographer's site with a single photo preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kbobbphotography.com/blog/2010/02/21/sneak-peak-fashion-shoot/"&gt;http://kbobbphotography.com/blog/2010/02/21/sneak-peak-fashion-shoot/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-1669108369737379953?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/1669108369737379953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=1669108369737379953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1669108369737379953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1669108369737379953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-fun.html' title='Winter fun.'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-8418615992536257428</id><published>2009-12-08T16:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:55:46.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year we spent a very special Thanksgiving in Nebraska. We had been looking forward to our trip for months. Chris bought the tickets well in advance and we reserved a hotel long before November. The entire week before Thanksgiving we were giddy and excited. Monday and Tuesday seemed like they would never end, and yet they flew by. I spent hours packing my bag for the 4 day trip, and still managed to pack less than Chris. Wednesday night I laid in bed, too excited and nervous to sleep. It was like the night before the first day of school, but a million times more exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we woke up at 4am the next morning I had no trouble getting out of bed. We were showered, packed and out the door in record time. I don't even remember the drive to the airport. After our bags were checked we sat down and had a little breakfast and I took a Dramamine. I didn't want a repeat of my last flight. (The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first and last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time I will ever use one of those doggie bags.) It was great because I slept the entire way into Denver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we landed I had to rush into the ladies room and change shirts (true story) because I had literally sweat through the one I was wearing. I had anticipated this, and packed a cute back-up in my carry on. Once the switch had been made, and my face was washed off, we headed to the baggage claim. Chris made a quick call to let the girls know that we had landed, and they were already waiting for us. I was so excited to see them that my eyes played tricks on me. I thought that I saw them three or four different times before we ever got to baggage claim. But then I spotted them..... Stacy and Ivy were sitting next to the baggage carousel and looking just as nervous as I was. I squeaked out "There they are!" and I walked as quickly as I could without looking like a complete spaz, and gave my sisters a huge awkward hug for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Thanksgiving was special because ... I was not raised by my father and this was the first time we were going to see each other in over 22 years. I also got to meet my three younger sisters, my baby brother and their wonderful mother. It was surreal and amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We laughed and joked the entire 4 hours to their house. This also gave me plenty of time to sweat through my second shirt. I could hardly hear myself think above my pounding heart as we pulled up to the house. I barely paused as I followed my sisters inside to see my dad and the rest of my family waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hugged them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many emotions raced through me the rest of the week. It was the best Thanksgiving that Chris and I have had in a long time. I'm not sure that I can explain in words what this whole experience was for me. I have such an overwhelming feeling of joy and completeness. I am so happy to have this big complete family now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8YRqnuhMI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ICHAYkY5E34/s1600-h/DSCN2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413071968900383938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8YRqnuhMI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ICHAYkY5E34/s400/DSCN2073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8YAbhHytI/AAAAAAAAAfU/zmjwrVSYXkY/s1600-h/DSCN2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413071672788372178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8YAbhHytI/AAAAAAAAAfU/zmjwrVSYXkY/s400/DSCN2075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8X_8kVR_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ltaefe2aYFk/s1600-h/DSCN2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413071664480339954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8X_8kVR_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ltaefe2aYFk/s400/DSCN2071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8X_fU8VvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/sHnK1aPiUh0/s1600-h/DSCN2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413071656631162610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8X_fU8VvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/sHnK1aPiUh0/s400/DSCN2001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8X-yFP4-I/AAAAAAAAAe8/IOF4fWFpu9Y/s1600-h/DSCN1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413071644485739490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8X-yFP4-I/AAAAAAAAAe8/IOF4fWFpu9Y/s400/DSCN1999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/341759853402086509-8418615992536257428?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/8418615992536257428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=8418615992536257428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/8418615992536257428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/8418615992536257428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sx8YRqnuhMI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ICHAYkY5E34/s72-c/DSCN2073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-2423065734844202789</id><published>2009-12-02T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:14:19.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my Co-workers sent this to me today....I laughed out loud = good enough to share. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dress Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary. If we see you wearing Prada shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we assume you are doing well financially and therefore do not need a raise. If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore you do not need a raise. If you dress just right, you are right where you need to be and therefore you do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sick Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Personal Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bereavement Leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives or co-workers. Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend to the arrangements. In rare cases where employee involvement is necessary, the funeral should be scheduled in the late afternoon. We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave one hour early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Toilet Use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilet. There is now a strict three-minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the stall door will open, and a picture will be taken. After your second offense, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board un der the "Chronic Offenders category". Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sanctioned under the company's mental health policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lunch Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch, as they need to eat more, so that they can look healthy. Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure. Chubby people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim-Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a positive employment experience.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, all questions, comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations,&lt;br /&gt;insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplations, consternation and input should be directed elsewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-2423065734844202789?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/2423065734844202789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=2423065734844202789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2423065734844202789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2423065734844202789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/12/company-policy.html' title='Company Policy'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-3571088986499996063</id><published>2009-11-12T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T10:35:50.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Award?</title><content type='html'>My dearest friend &lt;a href="http://thehappythomasfamily.blogspot.com"&gt;Stacy&lt;/a&gt; nominated me for a *blog award*? I think this was mostly a prompt to post something for the first time in......months. I originally planned on using this blog as a much needed substitute for a journal.... as well as a way to keep our distant friends updated. Bwahahaahaa! Didn't happen. It has now become a way for me to easily link to other blogs and get bummed out when they haven't posted anything new. So here's to hypocrisy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Thank the person who nominated you. -&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Stacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;2) Copy the logo and put it on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;3) Link to the person who nominated you.&lt;br /&gt;4) Name 7 things about yourself people may not know.&lt;br /&gt;5) Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;6) Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.&lt;br /&gt;7) Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know they’ve been nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403381819696206066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 168px; height: 170px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SvyrIvzL0PI/AAAAAAAAAek/c_6XBMAJar0/s200/kreative-blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;What you may not know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am the oldest of 7...yes&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; children. Ask me about it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; I am the most paranoid person I know. I feel and act like I am being watched at all times. I always look around a room and try to guess where a camera might be hidden. This stems from several things:&lt;br /&gt;*I watched a lot of hidden camera shows&lt;br /&gt;*I lived on military bases where cameras &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;literally could be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; everywhere&lt;br /&gt;*I am incredibly &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;I usually think I am much funnier than I really am. I love being around funny people. Laughing is the best thing ever....really. So naturally I want to be a funny person and make people laugh, but I usually end up being the only person laughing. (Chris likes to point this out&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; frequently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; I love to cook anything and everything. This is mostly because I like to&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; eat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anything and everything. Thus the Gold's gym membership I have hardly put to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; I have never had a cavity....ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; I honestly &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cannot, canNOT, CANNOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; watch even a preview for a scary movie without having nightmares. Even if I close my eyes and only hear the preview I still get freaked out. &lt;em&gt;Weenie&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; I could (&lt;em&gt;and have&lt;/em&gt;) sleep for 2 days straight and still be tired when I woke up. I need more sleep than a baby. My Sunday nap usually starts at 2:00pm, ends at 6:30pm, and I go to bed for the night at around 9. I love to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are my 7 tags for other bloggers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://abclouder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brynne&lt;/a&gt;- Because I haven't talked to you in months! I need my fix of Louders! Also, you are so stinkin' crafty I can hardly stand it! You scrapbook, sew, cook, and have yielded 2 of the most beautiful boys on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://brandoandaub.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aubrey&lt;/a&gt;- I don't know you that well, but you look like one crafty chic. I have no idea how you have time to run a triathlon, raise two little babes, work, and still have time to breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://shawnandtrishrhinehart.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trish&lt;/a&gt;- You Rock! I have learned a ton from your grocery savings updates. Not to mention you are one of the few that survived a season with "The Colonel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://lizandtylernelson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt;-Let me just put it out there....you are one Sexy Beast. (enough said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://originalbroadheads.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt;- You are the queen of all things transformed. The new house renovations are awesome. "Release, release, release!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;a href="http://jjandchristanie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christanie&lt;/a&gt;-You are the most adorable person I have ever met. I am insanely jealous of your cuteness. I miss hanging out with you and that hunky Brady......what a stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://jcjslj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt;-I love your guts! I know you are so swamped right now, but I need updates on Ethan daily. If only we lived closer...ahem.......I need you to be my personal stylist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it! Thanks for reading......to those of you who got this far. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-3571088986499996063?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/3571088986499996063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=3571088986499996063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3571088986499996063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3571088986499996063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-award.html' title='Blog Award?'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SvyrIvzL0PI/AAAAAAAAAek/c_6XBMAJar0/s72-c/kreative-blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-5608235232065632276</id><published>2009-09-26T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:15:45.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nephew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sr7YNaysCLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NEUnni8i0OU/s1600-h/sep+%2709+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sr7YNaysCLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NEUnni8i0OU/s400/sep+%2709+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385979929423513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horray, we have a nephew!   Ethan Harvey Johnson was born September 19th at 2:34 am.  He was 8.6 pounds and 20 inches long.   WHOA MAMA!  He had jaundice, but was sent home earlier this week with a clean bill of health.  We already love him to bits, and can't wait to meet him in person.  Shannon is doing well and Jessie is a great sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Ethan. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-5608235232065632276?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/5608235232065632276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=5608235232065632276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5608235232065632276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5608235232065632276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/09/nephew.html' title='Nephew!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sr7YNaysCLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NEUnni8i0OU/s72-c/sep+%2709+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-8759566218030592689</id><published>2009-09-10T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T13:51:24.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to September</title><content type='html'>I love September. Here are the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The weather starts to cool down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sun isn't blazing through my window before I am ready to wake up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't die of heat stoke before I even get to work from walking to the metro. (emphasizing #'s 1 &amp;amp; 2)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to change my wardrobe and feel like I am wearing something "new" for a few weeks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The trees become the most beautiful shades of gold and auburn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School starts (though I don't have children of my own....I do teach primary, and school starting means calmer Sundays)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything is now available in pumpkin! I love pumpkin anything and now you can start finding it on every menu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holidays are just around the corner, starting with the best........Halloween!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soon Robin will be burning a fire in the wood stove to keep us cozy and warm for the holiday visits. There are few things better than cuddling up next to the fire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrations all month long: Our anniversary on the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; (3 years) as well as grandma P's birthday. Brian G's birthday on the 3rd. Shannon's baby is due any day now. Ross' and Stacy's birthday on the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. My birthday on the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;. Bryce's birthday on the 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;September is the best!&lt;/p&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/341759853402086509-8759566218030592689?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/8759566218030592689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=8759566218030592689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/8759566218030592689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/8759566218030592689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/09/ode-to-september.html' title='Ode to September'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-3045673942165534480</id><published>2009-07-25T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:49:31.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know, I haven't posted in...forever. Here is a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Laura and Courtney came up to visit last weekend for Laura's 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;*We took the girls to the zoo, perfect weather.&lt;br /&gt;*We walked around Arlington Cemetery&lt;br /&gt;*We ate a ton of good food.&lt;br /&gt;*We went kayaking on the Potomac.&lt;br /&gt;*We swam in our pool (first time I have done that all summer).&lt;br /&gt;*We watched a boatload of Scrubs...my favorite show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was fun, and a much needed break from life. Sorry for some of the more "random" pictures, I just took some of things that amused me. (And I am easily amused.) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362440065178795138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sms20-5N_II/AAAAAAAAAeM/EsKkJGHsE74/s400/zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Smsmkt4GKAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/G5hqXB0urnY/s1600-h/DSCN1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362422193546733570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Smsmkt4GKAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/G5hqXB0urnY/s400/DSCN1945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chris and me, if we were sea lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmjyBQ-QI/AAAAAAAAAd0/F0hEP3l2I-s/s1600-h/DSCN1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362422177479063810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmjyBQ-QI/AAAAAAAAAd0/F0hEP3l2I-s/s400/DSCN1953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Public zoo....why they chose not to wear clothes.....the answer lies in the lunchbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmjODMI2I/AAAAAAAAAds/5Q7GwCN9jj0/s1600-h/DSCN1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362422167823459170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmjODMI2I/AAAAAAAAAds/5Q7GwCN9jj0/s400/DSCN1918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Skull:downing an entire loaf of bread in one bite.....just like a snake. (I already apologized...random!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmiyiIYpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ggNqZKtfszI/s1600-h/DSCN1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362422160437043858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmiyiIYpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ggNqZKtfszI/s400/DSCN1972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Early morning + no make-up + puffy Asian eyes= Awesome picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmA6HVG0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/tygVajFrb28/s1600-h/DSCN1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421578356562754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmA6HVG0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/tygVajFrb28/s400/DSCN1967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmAkJ0fFI/AAAAAAAAAdU/a-88X2w5y5w/s1600-h/DSCN1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421572461427794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmAkJ0fFI/AAAAAAAAAdU/a-88X2w5y5w/s400/DSCN1964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmAVdPBEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/R7C6pic4PU4/s1600-h/DSCN1933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421568516326466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmAVdPBEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/R7C6pic4PU4/s400/DSCN1933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmAMgloBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/v4Gx7_r-llk/s1600-h/DSCN1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362421566114471954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsmAMgloBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/v4Gx7_r-llk/s400/DSCN1956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362422875569639762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SmsnManB0VI/AAAAAAAAAeE/E7ltlHFBKdc/s400/DSCN1968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poofey&lt;/span&gt; hair, I am still shorter than all of my siblings..... "&lt;strong&gt;short&lt;/strong&gt; end of the stick?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-3045673942165534480?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/3045673942165534480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=3045673942165534480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3045673942165534480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3045673942165534480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sms20-5N_II/AAAAAAAAAeM/EsKkJGHsE74/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-4452866478502813664</id><published>2009-05-22T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:54:35.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLO- RIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Shcs8nen_3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/vlNbNbR72W4/s1600-h/IMG_3272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Shcs8nen_3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/vlNbNbR72W4/s400/IMG_3272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338785303172218738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Shcs8fq9m0I/AAAAAAAAAc0/GDkuhI-tSaU/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Shcs8fq9m0I/AAAAAAAAAc0/GDkuhI-tSaU/s400/IMG_3221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338785301076482882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwxwQr1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/rboL1EBZNB8/s1600-h/DSCN1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwxwQr1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/rboL1EBZNB8/s400/DSCN1902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338782900748857170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwlXYh3I/AAAAAAAAAck/yLyTp1xxRpA/s1600-h/DSCN1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwlXYh3I/AAAAAAAAAck/yLyTp1xxRpA/s400/DSCN1899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338782897423288178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwaecRiI/AAAAAAAAAcc/fgokE4i1MnU/s1600-h/DSCN1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwaecRiI/AAAAAAAAAcc/fgokE4i1MnU/s400/DSCN1890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338782894500103714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwdaTPnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/6wUodVakuLA/s1600-h/DSCN1878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/ShcqwdaTPnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/6wUodVakuLA/s400/DSCN1878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338782895288041074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend the week visiting my BFF Carrie and her famiy in Florida.  It just so happened to be pouring buckets...but it was still a blast.  I got to see her new baby, Gwen, and the new big sister Arielle.  We did manage to squeeze a few hours of sunny beach time in before the flood. I missed them so much and I wished it could have been longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-4452866478502813664?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/4452866478502813664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=4452866478502813664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/4452866478502813664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/4452866478502813664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/05/flo-rida.html' title='FLO- RIDA'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Shcs8nen_3I/AAAAAAAAAc8/vlNbNbR72W4/s72-c/IMG_3272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-6858015069623379490</id><published>2009-04-20T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:11:36.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Run and Tell That!"</title><content type='html'>Last night we had movie night with Steve Bosche.  He brought over "Hairspray" (the new version) and told us to be prepared for laughs.  I was less than enthusiastic about the movie choice but decided to humor him.  After an hour or so of a few chuckles and amazement at lyrics (the blacker the berry; the sweeter the juice!) I shreaked with delight.  Sorry girls, it had nothing to do with Zac Efron.  I recognized one of the back up dancers for Motormouth Maybelle.  It was Twitch from "So You Think You Can Dance!"  I was so excited.  I loved watching Twitch last year.  He was one of my all time favorites.  I of course IMDB'd him, and it turns out he was a dancer in a few other movies prior to his debut on SYTYCD.  Highlight of my night.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Se0cLRoetyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UtX3JMkAWlg/s1600-h/twitch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Se0cLRoetyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UtX3JMkAWlg/s400/twitch2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944914286491426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Se0cKjzvwRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/4pQTujK_mHw/s1600-h/twitch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Se0cKjzvwRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/4pQTujK_mHw/s400/twitch1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944901985714450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-6858015069623379490?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/6858015069623379490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=6858015069623379490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/6858015069623379490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/6858015069623379490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-night-we-had-movie-night-with.html' title='&quot;Run and Tell That!&quot;'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Se0cLRoetyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UtX3JMkAWlg/s72-c/twitch2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-199232225605810415</id><published>2009-04-16T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:50:30.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foux du fa fa</title><content type='html'>I thought that it was a well known fact that "Flight of the Conchords" are hilarious and adored.  My sister, Ivy, was somehow unaware of this fact.  Therefore I introduced her to the wonderful world that is New Zealand folk-parody singers.  She has now become a little obsessed and has made it a personal duty to tell the world about these guys.  So I figured I had better do my part in sharing the wealth.  Here is one of their songs that I love...for many reasons,namely: &lt;br /&gt;1.  This is the extent of my French speaking abilities.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I actually understand most of what they are saying.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Brok just got home from his mission in France...and this is all I could say to him.&lt;br /&gt;(Brok is Chris's cousin/bff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one is for you Brok and Ivy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EuXdhow3uqQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EuXdhow3uqQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-199232225605810415?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/199232225605810415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=199232225605810415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/199232225605810415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/199232225605810415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/04/foux-du-fa-fa.html' title='Foux du fa fa'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-3096287727440709508</id><published>2009-03-25T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:04:24.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bachan and Jichan</title><content type='html'>I have gotten really excited to do genealogy, and I have been working on getting as many names as possible from all sides of my family. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I just received this picture of my grandparents from their wedding day.  I  absolutely adore it.  I never knew them, but I am so happy that I have this picture.  I think I even look a little like my Bachan. That must be where I got my short stature.  I must admit that I cried a little when I saw them when they were so young.  They were great people, and I am honored to be a part of their lineage.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sco3XRPkXzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/S-SbigQEccw/s1600-h/wedding+bachan+and+jichan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317123182969511730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sco3XRPkXzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/S-SbigQEccw/s400/wedding+bachan+and+jichan2.jpg" 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/341759853402086509-3096287727440709508?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/3096287727440709508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=3096287727440709508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3096287727440709508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3096287727440709508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/03/bachan-and-jichan.html' title='Bachan and Jichan'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/Sco3XRPkXzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/S-SbigQEccw/s72-c/wedding+bachan+and+jichan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-2405290587865713740</id><published>2009-03-06T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:58:46.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Rock</title><content type='html'>Chris's sister, Brianne, and her husband, Ross, came out to visit for the week. Being from Seattle, we had to do the trip up to New York. (What other reason is there to fly coast to coast?) Ross totally came through and landed us a great nights sleep....Rockefeller Hotel! We were right in the middle of Manhattan. It was so much fun. We literally walked out of our hotel and were on the corner of 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; ave and blocks from Times Square. The weather held out for us so we were able to enjoy our weekend without rain or snow.&lt;br /&gt;We had real "New York pizza" and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, I made everyone stop in at Magnolia Bakery to mack on some cupcakes. I got a pumpkin cupcake with cream cheese frosting....heaven on earth! Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; like cake, and he said...and I quote "that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; the best thing that I have ever had in my mouth." They really &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; have all the bomb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;frostings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We of course did all of the touristy things while we were there too. *Pictures doing the most mundane things at famous places. * We did have a blast though, and it was great to spend time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Beaner&lt;/span&gt; and Rosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd04zVspI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IcmWcpVvXgA/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269336317178514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd04zVspI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IcmWcpVvXgA/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where's Liz &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lemmon&lt;/span&gt; when you need her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd0dpL41I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RmxFgdegNug/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269329026835282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd0dpL41I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RmxFgdegNug/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't go ice skating, but we did enjoy watching everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd0WTKmkI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HLqtivZayKc/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269327055428162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd0WTKmkI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HLqtivZayKc/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Que theme song music here...bum bum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;, bum bum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; bump."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd0NvXPsI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ZBwP5JfPfBU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269324757778114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd0NvXPsI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ZBwP5JfPfBU/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tourists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdpM-fQiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/IfBdSX9-_ec/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269135574221346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdpM-fQiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/IfBdSX9-_ec/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Times Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdox5KHNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/F4CVNOMyoRs/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269128304106706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdox5KHNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/F4CVNOMyoRs/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ran into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Whoopie&lt;/span&gt; down town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdolJRABI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2JDbNIznQvg/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269124882006034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdolJRABI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2JDbNIznQvg/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;MMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;....Juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdobsIsTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zeEZo-XT0oM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269122343907634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdobsIsTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zeEZo-XT0oM/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside juicy...we did find a dress on sale....for $5,000. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdoIra1WI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ONDhL9NDeEk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310269117240628578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHdoIra1WI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ONDhL9NDeEk/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Central Park&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/341759853402086509-2405290587865713740?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/2405290587865713740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=2405290587865713740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2405290587865713740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2405290587865713740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-rock.html' title='30 Rock'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SbHd04zVspI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IcmWcpVvXgA/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-4224597473409478575</id><published>2009-02-05T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:09:35.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamor Shots by DEB</title><content type='html'>I work with a girl, Danni, who asked a few of the girls in my office to do some "modeling" for her in December. She is a makeup artist and needed to expand her portfolio. Her best friend is a professional photographer and offered to do a shoot with all of the "models" to have better quality pictures for her portfolio, and to expand her own as well. Each of us had a "look" that she wanted to achieve. One was a hippie/bohemian look, another was a couture/ high fashion, there was 50's glam, and I was punk-rock/emo. Our gift for being guinea pigs was 3 free photos from the shoot. So here are the 3. It was a fun experience and we laughed a ton while we were there. There aren't any of me smiling for three reasons: 1. Every time she gave me directions like "be sexy, now get angry... but still sexy" I would bust out laughing or make a face that was bizarre. 2. Emo people don't smile, they are mysterious...or so I am told. 3. My eyes disappear when I smile. Sorry they are grainy, our scanner isn't the best. If you want to see a selection that she posted on her website go to: &lt;a href="http://moyoustudios.com/p959333915/h3f599939#h3f599939"&gt;http://moyoustudios.com/p959333915/h3f599939#h3f599939&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SYuapmg4LdI/AAAAAAAAAac/alz6GVnXMYE/s1600-h/Tiffane+Model+Leaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299499426035281362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SYuapmg4LdI/AAAAAAAAAac/alz6GVnXMYE/s400/Tiffane+Model+Leaning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SYuapQ6fJcI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CIvoexGUahA/s1600-h/Tiffane+Model+Close+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299499420237112770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SYuapQ6fJcI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CIvoexGUahA/s400/Tiffane+Model+Close+Up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SYuapFS9czI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WaC0ZClyTRc/s1600-h/Tiffane+Model+Braces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299499417118536498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SYuapFS9czI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WaC0ZClyTRc/s400/Tiffane+Model+Braces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://moyoustudios.com/p959333915/h3f599939#h3f599939"&gt;&lt;/a&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/341759853402086509-4224597473409478575?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/4224597473409478575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=4224597473409478575' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/4224597473409478575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/4224597473409478575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/02/glamor-shots-by-deb.html' title='Glamor Shots by DEB'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SYuapmg4LdI/AAAAAAAAAac/alz6GVnXMYE/s72-c/Tiffane+Model+Leaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-360571621986714792</id><published>2009-01-22T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:29:02.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration</title><content type='html'>We were lucky enough to go to the Inauguration this year.  It was quite the experience.  There were more than 1.3 million people there and it sure felt like it.  Even though it was super crowded that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; take away from the experience.  People were so happy and friendly (to each other).  Even though it was literally freezing...it was fun.  Before the ceremony began there were chants of O-BA-MA....and YES WE CAN!  It was like being at the biggest concert you have ever seen mixed with a high school basketball game.  The basketball game part coming from the crowd singing "nah, nah, nah, nah...hey, hey, hey...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gooooodbyyyyye&lt;/span&gt;," to George W. as he came out of the capital building.  I felt that was too harsh and disrespectful....but funny none the less.   Here are some quick pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki6Fw-ZAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/I5WOqtpeU-8/s1600-h/DSCN1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294301218326078466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki6Fw-ZAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/I5WOqtpeU-8/s400/DSCN1712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A shot of the people coming off our train at the metro station....just our train, no others!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki5vxWkRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1Fky2WsuVc8/s1600-h/DSCN1715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294301212422082834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki5vxWkRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1Fky2WsuVc8/s400/DSCN1715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking onto the Mall by the National History museum.  I'd like to point out the row of port-o-potties.  The reports were that all of the public restrooms were closed that day in fear of overcrowding.  They lined the mall with toilets, and still feared that there were not enough.  Roughly one toilet per 400 people, and there were a lot of toilets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki5dNQAQI/AAAAAAAAAZo/OxsULU2fW24/s1600-h/DSCN1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294301207438819586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki5dNQAQI/AAAAAAAAAZo/OxsULU2fW24/s400/DSCN1720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris and our friend Rick talking during our two hour wait for the ceremony to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki5M343qI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3o7bkbdpWtA/s1600-h/DSCN1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294301203054255778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki5M343qI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3o7bkbdpWtA/s400/DSCN1723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jumbo trons&lt;/span&gt; that were placed all over the mall.  This was pretty much the only way that most of the people could watch the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki4946T8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/MuJsiLDE0Ng/s1600-h/DSCN1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294301199032012738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki4946T8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/MuJsiLDE0Ng/s400/DSCN1730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My frozen smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiFIiOXOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q6sFxWn22Lk/s1600-h/DSCN1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294300308536450274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiFIiOXOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q6sFxWn22Lk/s400/DSCN1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of the crowd walking onto the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiE1dggjI/AAAAAAAAAZI/8nuBtwl4LiE/s1600-h/DSCN1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294300303416394290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiE1dggjI/AAAAAAAAAZI/8nuBtwl4LiE/s400/DSCN1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiEjf1UjI/AAAAAAAAAZA/CueNOK0cGe4/s1600-h/DSCN1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294300298594308658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiEjf1UjI/AAAAAAAAAZA/CueNOK0cGe4/s400/DSCN1745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huddling up for body heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiEfXncyI/AAAAAAAAAY4/MKHu2X8CPHc/s1600-h/DSCN1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294300297486103330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiEfXncyI/AAAAAAAAAY4/MKHu2X8CPHc/s400/DSCN1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the ceremony was over and we tried to get out as quickly as possible.  However, with over a million people, that was more difficult than imagined.  It took us almost 45 minutes to walk from outside the capitol to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt; monument. We were being funneled through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;barricades&lt;/span&gt; and police officers.  We even hopped a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;barricades&lt;/span&gt; ourselves to try and beat the crowd...too bad everyone else had the same idea. There were so many people pushing that at one point my feet were not on the ground.  Funny now....but terrifying then, especially for someone roughly the size of a ten year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiEHilvtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NrXzs52l83g/s1600-h/DSCN1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294300291089678034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXkiEHilvtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NrXzs52l83g/s400/DSCN1749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once we got through the crowd we ran...literally.  It warmed us up and loosened our cramped legs.  We stopped to pose for a quick picture, you can sort of see the capitol in the background. You would not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; the amount of trash everywhere....mostly tissues, newspapers, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hand warmer&lt;/span&gt; packages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so cool to be a part of history and to have that experience.  This was the most largely attended Inauguration in history.  We were so lucky to be a part of it all.  &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/341759853402086509-360571621986714792?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/360571621986714792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=360571621986714792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/360571621986714792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/360571621986714792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/01/inauguration.html' title='Inauguration'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXki6Fw-ZAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/I5WOqtpeU-8/s72-c/DSCN1712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-7026976992507278400</id><published>2009-01-19T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:48:46.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day has Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris has had the amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; of serving as a fact checker and aid to the speech writing office of President Bush. He has had some really amazing opportunities, not all were documented with pictures, but here are the few that were. So here is a look back at Chris's short journey in the White House with George W. Bush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293183222549098626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUqGK8YsII/AAAAAAAAAYQ/sLZpF3z9NrE/s400/032_32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The view from the South Lawn towards the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EOB&lt;/span&gt;. The taller building in the background is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EOB&lt;/span&gt;, where Chris's office was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293183232280516530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUqGvMiV7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/r6Axrivox7o/s400/083_83.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is just a room inside Chris's building. It is beautiful and really old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293165443158285090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUZ7RjSmyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/CouV0Ua8Sdg/s400/001_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Chris at the front entrance of the White House with Dana and Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293165453711214706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUZ743TiHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IoDqppx-HhA/s400/008_8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chris, Mike, Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdCULd-_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/sjAuOHCffiw/s1600-h/060_60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293168862657641458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdCULd-_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/sjAuOHCffiw/s400/060_60.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; President Bush walking to the podium on the front lawn of the White House to give a speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdCPx39fI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bmKT3KSOhYA/s1600-h/059_59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293168861476550130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdCPx39fI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bmKT3KSOhYA/s400/059_59.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; President Bush speaking to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdBkzIesI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SxIGrQmafQg/s1600-h/051_51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293168849939102402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdBkzIesI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SxIGrQmafQg/s400/051_51.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; George W. on the concourse of the rose gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293165472733657602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUZ8_um-gI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aJ7sLWhjcAA/s400/053_53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293181265261511554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUoUPeqQ4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/6M_XAXKm_9E/s400/013_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293165456416162658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUZ8C8Nw2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/jLFtRS3oKFg/s400/018_18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chris had the opportunity to watch the President land on the South Lawn on several occasions. Here he is with Dana and Peter. They were able to watch three helicopters approach the White House grounds, then one swoops down and lands. This is always the one with the President inside. Chris says that it is insanely loud and the wind coming off the blades is really strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293181251775063522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUoTdPPZeI/AAAAAAAAAX4/oLgIEU9E4hk/s400/078_78.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdBU4HJ7I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/VWh60OSE3Yo/s1600-h/022_22.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is safe on the ground, giving everyone a little wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbPWutgmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/i3lpVDMS5sc/s1600-h/102_102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293166887657374306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbPWutgmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/i3lpVDMS5sc/s400/102_102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dana, Chris, Peter, and Mike awaiting the arrival of President Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293184654962992818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUrZjGeJrI/AAAAAAAAAYg/u7GFW_x7sDE/s400/089_89.JPG" border="0" /&gt;President Bush and the First Lady coming out to greet everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293184663859954690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUraEPrBAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/gICsh0hwDqA/s400/096_96.JPG" border="0" /&gt;President Bush shaking hands with people in the crowd. Yes, Chris shook his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbO-r_IeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/f165LlbysZE/s1600-h/094_94.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293166881203495394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbO-r_IeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/f165LlbysZE/s400/094_94.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbNnTmQHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7Mn3tWnRy3A/s1600-h/048_48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293166857747316850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbNnTmQHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7Mn3tWnRy3A/s400/048_48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just a shot of the news crews and reporters behind the soldiers. Something that I never really thought about before this picture. They are always there for the speeches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293165459754613570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUZ8PYKe0I/AAAAAAAAAWY/uDLzbXREep4/s400/041_41.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First Lady, Laura Bush, delivering a speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I am amazed at how close they get to be for all of this.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293181260328171922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUoT9GdeZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/V7Fnd80tJKY/s400/030_30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Barney or Misses Beasley's water dish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293168871283201714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUdC0T9lrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-aU4NyrbjiQ/s400/074_74.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It wasn't all work and no play. The President has a two lane bowling ally in the bottom of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Eisenhower&lt;/span&gt; Executive Office Building (where Chris's office was). So one day the Speech staff got a special trip down there to play a game or two. Nice shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbNWqQVeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Qhz9YOZjCco/s1600-h/076_76.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293166853278946786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbNWqQVeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Qhz9YOZjCco/s400/076_76.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you look at that form! *Note- the President also has a putting green, basketball court, tennis court, and a track on the grounds of the white house. I was lucky enough to personally see the putting green and basketball courts. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293166871190422626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUbOZYrxGI/AAAAAAAAAW4/f7LkGJKWOyU/s400/079_79.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chris also brought his personal flair to work each day.... Yes, yes he did. This must be why they gave him the position. That or &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the force&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He really enjoyed working there; even the days that he did not get home until midnight. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; an amazing experience. I must say that I am a little jealous that he got to shake Bush's hand. We are all so proud of the work that he did there and the work that it took to get him there. How many people get to have such an experience? We were really blessed in getting this position. I know that we were led to DC. I was able to find work so quickly and Chris started right away. It has been really fun and we hope that we can stay here for at least another year or until we are prompted to go somewhere new.  &lt;/p&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/341759853402086509-7026976992507278400?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/7026976992507278400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=7026976992507278400' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7026976992507278400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7026976992507278400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-day-has-come.html' title='A New Day has Come'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SXUqGK8YsII/AAAAAAAAAYQ/sLZpF3z9NrE/s72-c/032_32.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-600908107969430039</id><published>2009-01-10T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:34:00.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know that I am a big hypocrite. When I look at other people's blogs and notice that they haven't updated in a while I think " c'mon I want to see the new stuff." And considering my last post was over a month ago, I have no room to talk. We have just been really busy. Chris is finishing his job at the White House. He has been working in the speech writing department for the last 5 months and has been asked to extend until the Inauguration. He was supposed to be done the end of December but they wanted him longer. However, that means that he is home at decent hours now. He was working until 11 or later some nights. We are really excited to be here during this historic Presidential Inauguration. It will be really cool to tell our kids about some day. The only downer is that next week is going to be insane with all of the people pouring into D.C. They are expecting traffic to be more than a nightmare, and all of the hotels are already booked for 150 miles!!! I guess we will see how all of that pans out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working a ton lately. I am currently at the Art Institute of Washington. I love my co-workers and I have really good benefits. But only having been there a few months, I do get stuck working a lot of long hours while everyone else takes vacation days. Which is fine with me because we still live pretty close to family. We were able to spend Christmas with Brian G. and Robin. It was nice to be with family and yet not feel overloaded with all of the extended family and relatives. Bryce went to Utah to spend the holidays with his new girlfriend's family. (I guess they are getting pretty serious.) So it was just the four of us, plus Tia the dog..we missed her so much. I didn't take too many pictures...I know, I know. But here are a few of the festivities over the past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS01BAIkI/AAAAAAAAAVA/H2MviI8Yjus/s1600-h/DSCN1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289850304861315650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS01BAIkI/AAAAAAAAAVA/H2MviI8Yjus/s400/DSCN1676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Concourse from West to East wing. There was an entire tree made from poinsettias.  We were only able to take pictures in certain areas, so there aren't any of us inside the oval or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS0oaBdII/AAAAAAAAAU4/TgpjWz-yrGU/s1600-h/DSCN1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289850301476598914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS0oaBdII/AAAAAAAAAU4/TgpjWz-yrGU/s400/DSCN1673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside the West wing front entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS1GW1r2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/LcrpMISNAGU/s1600-h/DSCN1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289850309516308322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS1GW1r2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/LcrpMISNAGU/s400/DSCN1680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas tree in one of the conference rooms of the EOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS0Sq82zI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Q-QxzNk6R84/s1600-h/DSCN1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289850295642020658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS0Sq82zI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Q-QxzNk6R84/s400/DSCN1671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 Degree. It felt that cold the day we were there, and if you notice Bryce isn't wearing a coat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS0Jwm4AI/AAAAAAAAAUo/eiDMdFONQrE/s1600-h/DSCN1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289850293249826818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS0Jwm4AI/AAAAAAAAAUo/eiDMdFONQrE/s400/DSCN1669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole fam, plus Aaron (who is as close as family anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlXi1H_MgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDMUA9wCgUc/s1600-h/DSCN1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289855493211107842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlXi1H_MgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDMUA9wCgUc/s400/DSCN1698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing at home after a short break with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlXiFKI0UI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9dFGimCLzR8/s1600-h/DSCN1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289855480335225154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlXiFKI0UI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9dFGimCLzR8/s400/DSCN1694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian G. got us Guitar Hero - World Tour for Christmas, and I am so addicted. Chris mostly just watches me play. ( Not because he doesn't want to, or because he couldn't totally kick my butt.) I am just such a dork when I play that I sing, dance...and "rock out" if you will. Apparently that is more fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289855468143303650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlXhXvW2-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ryheIwLR7xg/s400/DSCN1709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big number item this year was a table. Our last one was an old hand-me-down that was in bad shape and uggggggly. Not to mention that Chris "sat" in one of the chairs when our home teachers were over and ended up on the floor with pieces of seat in his hands. I think he got the picture after that. So for the past few months we have not had a table. Thank you Robin, and thank you IKEA!!! (Also, thanks Chris for putting it all together) It is perfect for just the two of us now, and it has two leaves so we can have people over. Not to mention it is in BLACK! I seriously have a major Thing for simple lines and black anything. I love the color black so much I want to take out behind the middle school gym and get it pregnant. (No one take offense to that please....we just watch a lot of 30 Rock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289861437040401106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlc8znUmtI/AAAAAAAAAV4/mJUnT44P_oM/s400/DSCN1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got Chris the new Nano for Christmas so he can hook up his Nike+ for running. He has been arranging our millions of songs on iTunes to fit what he likes. Apparently I like too broad and bizarre of a spectrum for him. I say "What's wrong with Smashing Pumpkins followed by a little Moulin Rouge soundtrack?? I love them both." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got a ton of great stocking stuffers. "Santa" brought us a iPod car stereo player so I can play my tunes in the car. Chris got both seasons of 30 Rock on DVD. (If you know us, that is a GREAT gift. We have to watch our shows on DVD because we watch each episode over and over and pause our favorite stuff a million times just to appreciate it more. I am currently working on getting all of the seasons of Scrubs. To go along with our Office, Arrested Development, Pushing Daisies, 24, and so on.) Goons, I know. Also, Robin found one of the greatest stocking stuffers ever! We each got a bag of delicious "charms" from Lucky Charms. Basically it was just the marshmallows from the cereal, that she found at some random grocery store where you could buy it in bulk! What a treat. Bryce said he has never been so happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that is the last month in a quick niblet. Sorry we don't have any adorable family pictures with Santa or slide shows of tree lighting and present opening. Maybe that will all come next year, if I can remember to take the pictures. Perhaps we will do a BIG family Christmas next year, especially since our family is growing. My sister-in-law Shannon just told us this week that she is expecting and is due sometime in August or early September. YAY!!! We are "ready and super-psyched!" I have also resolved to post more in the new year, so look out for at least monthly updates of our lives....because we know you want it! Happy New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-600908107969430039?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/600908107969430039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=600908107969430039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/600908107969430039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/600908107969430039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-that-i-am-big-hypocrite.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SWlS01BAIkI/AAAAAAAAAVA/H2MviI8Yjus/s72-c/DSCN1676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-3304233771216370814</id><published>2008-12-02T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:50:42.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Chrissybear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/STXX0nGKvHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/9NVB0pF5GD4/s1600-h/chris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275359837382425714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/STXX0nGKvHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/9NVB0pF5GD4/s400/chris.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris turned 26 on Sunday! Lucky for him we were able to leave town for Thanksgiving break and he spent the weekend with family for the big day. I was at my mom's house in North Carolina for the holiday, so I only spent part of the day with him...sorry. ( I was driving for 5 hours that day...and then 3 more on the way home.) They loaded up on treats and good food, and sweet Caden sang the best rendition of "Happy Birthday"that the world has ever heard. Chris says that he actually feels old now. 25 is still young, but 26...wow what an old geezer. ;) He may feel old but he still looks young, that's for sure. What a babe! Since I didn't really get to spend too much time with him on Sunday I made sure to have some treats for him when he got home on Monday.....chocolate strawberries..mmmmm. He is such a wonderful man and has done more in his 26 years than some see in a lifetime. I am so proud of him and love him more each day. Happy Birthday Chris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-3304233771216370814?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/3304233771216370814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=3304233771216370814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3304233771216370814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3304233771216370814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-chrissybear.html' title='Happy Birthday Chrissybear!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/STXX0nGKvHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/9NVB0pF5GD4/s72-c/chris.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-2726262468515336252</id><published>2008-11-08T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:33:06.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little PRIVACY?!</title><content type='html'>Okay so we are going PRIVATE. Chris has been begging me to do this for a while now. I think its about time. There are too many creepsters out there. Its not like I post top secret info, or anything super interesting, but yikes. So we are lockin' down. Just comment with your email by November 30th, if you want access! Thanks friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-2726262468515336252?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/2726262468515336252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=2726262468515336252' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2726262468515336252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2726262468515336252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-privacy.html' title='A little PRIVACY?!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-3934922860425441072</id><published>2008-10-29T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:00:09.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Cate tagged me for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go into your pictures and open the third picture file, then open the third picture in that file. So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759056722457298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SQkTepJpctI/AAAAAAAAAP4/O4l9QchhVf0/s400/DSCN1430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a picture of Caden from a few weeks ago when the Louders came up to visit.  Aaron and Brynne went to the temple and so I got Caden all to myself.  We were playing and this is a picture that I snapped of him with my "newsies" cap.  How cute is he?  (Disclaimer....I am in no way even close to being as awesome as Brynne with the whole picture thing....so don't judge.) It was a fun weekend and Caden was a doll the whole time.  I have honestly never seen an 18 month old be so quiet and happy.  We miss being so close to these guys.  So it makes it that much more fun when we do meet up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag anyone who wants to be tagged.&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/341759853402086509-3934922860425441072?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/3934922860425441072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=3934922860425441072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3934922860425441072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3934922860425441072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-tag.html' title='Picture Tag'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SQkTepJpctI/AAAAAAAAAP4/O4l9QchhVf0/s72-c/DSCN1430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-5586769853799005117</id><published>2008-10-14T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:14:05.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_bella.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Bella! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are observant, diplomatic and often aim to please.  You are unaware of your attractiveness and despite being uncomfortable with any form of attention, people enjoy your company.  You can be impatient, stubborn and headstrong, but you are true to your  word and mature for your age, often taking care of your family and enjoying a good book over chatting with girlfriends on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD...go team EDWARD!  I love twilight.  Although I don't know if I am as clumsy as Bella.  I do know that I love vampires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-5586769853799005117?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/5586769853799005117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=5586769853799005117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5586769853799005117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5586769853799005117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT!!!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-9154107412205334263</id><published>2008-10-08T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:40:16.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC Tag</title><content type='html'>My friend of...19 years...Stacy, tagged me for this fun little &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ABC&lt;/span&gt; about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; is for your age: 23, but I look 15, and act 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; is for burger of choice: Five Guys.  Messy, loaded, and insanely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; is for the car you drive: Honda Civic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; is for your dog's name: T-I-A, Tia ( You have to spell it and then say it, in a chant.  I don't know why but Chris and Bryce do it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; is for essential item you use every day: Deodorant.  Trust me, I do use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; is for favorite TV show at the moment: The Office.  I cannot wait for Jim and Pam to get married!!! They go together like PB &amp;amp;J....Pam Beasley and Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; is for favorite game: I don't know if he considers this a game, actually I know he doesn't... but I LOVE to hide in crazy places and when Chris comes home he thinks he is alone, and then I jump out and scare him.  I'm semi-small, so I can get into some insanely cramped places.  He hates it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;!! I can't stop laughing about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; is for home state: North Carolina..I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;is for instruments you play: The kazoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;J &lt;/span&gt;is for favorite juice: I LOVE juice.  My faves are orange mixed with grapefruit, orange- strawberry- banana, and blueberry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;acai&lt;/span&gt;.  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; is for whose bum you'd like to kick: Those dumb maintenance workers that drill and hammer, and bang all day long!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; is for last restaurant at which you ate: California Tortilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; is for your favorite Muppet: Nearly impossible to answer.  I do love Gonzo, Grover, and The Count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; is for number of piercings: Sadly...two in each ear, but I only wear one. And I did have my belly button pierce when I was 14.  (I know, I know) I stopped wearing it in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; is for overnight hospital stays: Never...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; kinda cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; is for people you were with today: Chris, I guess....but I never saw him.  He was gone by the time I woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt; is for what you do with your quiet time: Read, crochet...am I a grandma???, blog, watch funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; videos, look up new recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; is for biggest regret: Not running away and joining the circus....have you seen Cirque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Soleil&lt;/span&gt;...amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; is for status: Married for 2 years...am I that old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; is for time you woke up today: 9 am....but that is gonna change starting....Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; is for what you consider unique about yourself: I can play row row row your boat with a straw...and my armpit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; is for vegetable you love: Mushrooms...love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; is for worst habit: Procrastination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; is for x-rays you've had: Chest, for Bronchitis..which later led to pneumonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; is for yummy food you ate today: Homemade chicken and tabbouleh pitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Z &lt;/span&gt;is for zodiac: Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: Sharon, Brynne, Cate, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Christanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules: Link the person(s) who tagged you. Mention the rules on your blog. Fill in your own info. Tag fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;. Visit their blogs to see what they put! Enjoy…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-9154107412205334263?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/9154107412205334263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=9154107412205334263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/9154107412205334263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/9154107412205334263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/10/abc-tag.html' title='ABC Tag'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-922721613515962819</id><published>2008-10-01T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:36:20.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canine Anxiety?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOPQ_Yog0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vdAsZMSdaNw/s1600-h/DSCN0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252271377806840466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOPQ_Yog0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vdAsZMSdaNw/s400/DSCN0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryce told us that Robin took Tia (the dog) to the vet and she is suffering from separation anxiety and has to be put on medication! :( Have you ever heard of such a thing. It has gotten worse because everyone was gone for the summer, and then we pop in for a visit...she then knows that we are still around, we leave, and she hates it! That has to be the saddest thing I have ever heard. I knew that Chris missed her (I'll even admit to missing her), but who knew she missed us. It breaks my heart. If we could have dogs in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;, and if we were home during the day, we would have already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt;-napped her. What a sad, sad day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-922721613515962819?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/922721613515962819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=922721613515962819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/922721613515962819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/922721613515962819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/10/canine-anxiety.html' title='Canine Anxiety?!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOPQ_Yog0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/vdAsZMSdaNw/s72-c/DSCN0766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-7334019208834595637</id><published>2008-09-29T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:57:36.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to BV</title><content type='html'>This weekend we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BV&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate Bryce's birthday (which is tomorrow) and a little of mine.  We went to eat at the only place there is in town...Don Tequilas.  Aaron and Brynne came to visit as well.  It was so good to see them since we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; gotten together since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caden&lt;/span&gt; was a baby.  Let me tell you, he is a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dreamboat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  I officially have a new boyfriend. He calls me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Piff&lt;/span&gt;" and I can't resist his charm.  I woke up on Sunday to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caden's&lt;/span&gt; voice coming from the kitchen.  He was saying "&lt;em&gt;Where a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Piff&lt;/span&gt;? Where is she?"&lt;/em&gt; I had to get up...that is just too cute!  Brynne was up making homemade bread!!! Yeah, Martha watch out. Which by the way, was amazing.&lt;br /&gt; We also got to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Christanie&lt;/span&gt; and baby Brady, for the first time.  It made me excited to see what our kids will look like because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Christanie&lt;/span&gt; is half Japanese too and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; is well... white... like Chris.  (If our kids look anything like Brady, they will be cuties.)  It was so much fun being with old friends, since we haven't made too many here in Arlington being here just a month.   Oh, I can't forget to mention that Chris got to see his girlfriend...Tia.  He was more excited to see her than anything else.  And the cherry on top of it all...Robin got me a new flat iron for my birthday.  I cannot even express to you how perfect that is.  My old one was worthless, it could heat up for 30 minutes and I would have to go over the same section of hair 12 times to get it to look normal.  Which is odd considering I have naturally straight hair.  It was one of the best weekends in a long time.  I love seeing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOGNhJAOqYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/81lFzLPPTS8/s1600-h/DSCN1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251634240982788482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOGNhJAOqYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/81lFzLPPTS8/s400/DSCN1395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Chris and Bryce at Don Tequilas...after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; sombrero and birthday song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251633646167368674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOGM-hJLo-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/sTJI17CJOdw/s400/DSCN1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Caden&lt;/span&gt; at dinner.  I sure know how to accessorize...look at that hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOGNhEUDQlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/mptW1IvoXLs/s1600-h/DSCN1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251634239723749970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOGNhEUDQlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/mptW1IvoXLs/s400/DSCN1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Caden&lt;/span&gt;, what a cutie. I think that hat weighed more than he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251635535274253218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOGOsenXG6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/tezq_QAtgNU/s400/DSCN1401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chris and Tia, his first love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-7334019208834595637?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/7334019208834595637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=7334019208834595637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7334019208834595637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7334019208834595637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/09/trip-to-bv.html' title='Trip to BV'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SOGNhJAOqYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/81lFzLPPTS8/s72-c/DSCN1395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-5292043901201268197</id><published>2008-09-23T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:11:26.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday. But Chris got me a present a little early. When I woke up on Saturday he was gone. I was worried and called him. He said that he would be home in a little while. So I just ate breakfast and turned on morning news. He came home soon after...and as he walked in the door he said "Tiff are you dressed?" Uhh...no I wasn't. Too bad...I turned around from the couch and my sister was here! He had been planning for a week or two to have her come up and visit. It was such a surprise and I was so excited. Laura and I went around the capitol and she got to see the white house and all that fun stuff. Then we went to Cheesecake Factory for dinner...yum. It was the best present ever. Since we have moved, I havent met too many people and it was great to have someone here that I could just have a good time with. It was awesome.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SNj4gx0lgbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wDTFy5sJLcM/s1600-h/DSCN1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249218607713714610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SNj4gx0lgbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wDTFy5sJLcM/s400/DSCN1372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SNj4he88LxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8oTBbSfQJZI/s1600-h/DSCN1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249218619828350738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SNj4he88LxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8oTBbSfQJZI/s400/DSCN1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SNj4hucM-oI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Iv-Fg8PzTpQ/s1600-h/DSCN1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249218623986006658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SNj4hucM-oI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Iv-Fg8PzTpQ/s400/DSCN1376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then yesterday Chris had to work and so I had the whole day alone. But when he came home he had a huge apple crumb pie, cheesecake, and a slice of butterfinger pie for him. I didn't want cake for my birthday... I really love pie. So he went all out and got tons for me. This was so sweet, I just love him. I have already eaten half of the pie. (Which does not help on my weight loss front by any stretch) And this weekend we are heading back to BV for a celebration for Bryce, and a little for me so I can see Tia and the fam. So all in all it was a great birthday. Not to mention I opened an e-mail on my birthday from one of my oldest friends Stacy and another from my high school best bud Kristen, both wishing me a happy day. Thanks to you both, that really made my day and I couldnt help but smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-5292043901201268197?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/5292043901201268197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=5292043901201268197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5292043901201268197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5292043901201268197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SNj4gx0lgbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wDTFy5sJLcM/s72-c/DSCN1372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-5403101685135208961</id><published>2008-09-16T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:55:00.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Month!</title><content type='html'>This month is Birthday month.  So HAPPY BIRTHDAY everyone.  Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pendleton&lt;/span&gt; on the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, Brian G. on the 3rd, Ross on the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tiffane&lt;/span&gt; on the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, Bryce on the 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!  Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tiffane&lt;/span&gt;, Bryce, and Ross are all celebrating their 23rd this year.  Sorry we can't be with everyone to celebrate, but just know that we are sending our best wishes (peach cobbler, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fudgie&lt;/span&gt; the whale, devil's food, pizza, and mushroom caps) to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-5403101685135208961?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/5403101685135208961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=5403101685135208961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5403101685135208961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5403101685135208961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-month.html' title='Happy Birthday Month!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-52274579971603562</id><published>2008-09-02T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:05:07.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today is our Two Year Anniversary!  I can't imagine spending eternity with anyone less. I am so grateful for our knowledge of eternal happiness and for a husband that honors his priesthood and could take me to the temple.   I have a  wonderful husband that is so hard working and determined.  He is one of the most driven, intelligent and loyal people I know.  He has always supported me in all of my dreams...no matter how far fetched they may be, and I know that is because he believes that anything is possible.  He is my prince (or Edward, if you will) and I love him more each day. He blesses my life in countless ways, and I know that he will bless our children's lives.  What a day to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SL18oxTFs_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/OnTtyZ0bLMc/s1600-h/DSC_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241482581199139826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SL18oxTFs_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/OnTtyZ0bLMc/s400/DSC_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SL16zw1TUcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-ZgIuxGFBis/s1600-h/arlington+wd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241480571029508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SL16zw1TUcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-ZgIuxGFBis/s400/arlington+wd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-52274579971603562?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/52274579971603562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=52274579971603562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/52274579971603562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/52274579971603562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SL18oxTFs_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/OnTtyZ0bLMc/s72-c/DSC_0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-1247873363191318547</id><published>2008-09-01T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:25:52.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Summer without Baseball?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLyxBQ7YhCI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UeIYkhxPh-Q/s1600-h/DSCN1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241258701634438178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLyxBQ7YhCI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UeIYkhxPh-Q/s400/DSCN1364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; National's Stadium...you can see the Washington monument in the background, if you look hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLywk90ElaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/K8YJSvtFRjI/s1600-h/DSCN1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241258215467160994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLywk90ElaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/K8YJSvtFRjI/s400/DSCN1368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris and me at the Nationals game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLytbRKmJTI/AAAAAAAAANs/QlD4QXxCvUc/s1600-h/DSCN1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241254750328333618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLytbRKmJTI/AAAAAAAAANs/QlD4QXxCvUc/s400/DSCN1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little Safeco action in Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLytMnPMZMI/AAAAAAAAANk/5d8jo4rPUxo/s1600-h/DSCN1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241254498555159746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLytMnPMZMI/AAAAAAAAANk/5d8jo4rPUxo/s400/DSCN1185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Chris, Shannon, Lauren, Bryce, Brianne and Ross at the Mariner's Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLys4NNt5hI/AAAAAAAAANc/07xqTcDJP4U/s1600-h/DSCN1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241254147972261394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLys4NNt5hI/AAAAAAAAANc/07xqTcDJP4U/s400/DSCN1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone + Jessiebear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLysPKdgPiI/AAAAAAAAANU/m-WM86lnWr8/s1600-h/DSCN1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241253442858532386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLysPKdgPiI/AAAAAAAAANU/m-WM86lnWr8/s400/DSCN1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mariners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love going to baseball games during the summer. I dont usually care who is playing, just as long as its warm, there's yummy treats, and my favorite guy is there beside me. On our coast to coast journey this summer we have gone to 2 major league games, and I loved every second of 'em. In July we went to the Mariners and this Saturday we went to see the Nationals and Braves play in the Nat's new Stadium. Sadly, both home teams are really stinkin up the place this season, but super fun to be there anywho. I grew up lovin' the Braves...even though the only player they still have from the good 'ol days is Chipper "the Creepster" Jones, and Chris grew up with the Mariners. So its still fun to root for your team and listen to the die hard fans 'holler' at the umpires. We ate tons of good greasy food and laughed a ton at all of the crazy people trying to get free fries by dancing like morons. Hilarious! I dont think you can beat relaxing and watching america's favorite past time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/341759853402086509-1247873363191318547?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/1247873363191318547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=1247873363191318547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1247873363191318547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1247873363191318547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-summer-without-baseball.html' title='What&apos;s Summer without Baseball?'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLyxBQ7YhCI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UeIYkhxPh-Q/s72-c/DSCN1364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-1665493759000201803</id><published>2008-08-29T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:21:05.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th in Forks</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since my last post, but we have been very busy. The summer flew by. So this is about two months in review. When we flew out to Seattle Chris wanted to show me the places that he grew up in. He went to High School in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sequim&lt;/span&gt;, WA. On July 3rd and 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we drove a few hours from Seattle to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sequim&lt;/span&gt; and saw his old house and the school, a few parks, and the most amazing beaches on the sound that I have ever seen. Then we drove to Port Angeles, which is 10 or 15 minutes from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sequim&lt;/span&gt;. I was really excited to see all of the places there, being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; Twilight fan. It was a little different than I had imagined it, but still really fun. The next plan was to go to Port Townsend and see some of Chris's other favorite places. But seeing how excited I was to see some of the places in Port Angeles, he offered to drive to Forks!!! Heck yeah...and we were off. It was a longer drive than I expected but the scenery was amazing! I took a few pictures of the town...I should have taken a few more but I was too busy gawking at everything and being a giddy school girl to remember to take the pictures. Being the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, there was a ton of people out and about doing fun stuff. Forks was surprisingly sunny that day...a rare case I'm sure ;). We then drove down to La Push...my favorite place in the world now. It was cold and looked like the skies would burst open at any minute...but still amazing. The reservation was small and there were a lot of people camping out on first beach. I can't begin to describe the intoxicating smells there. The fresh sea air, smoked salmon, dense pine, and the amazing smell of drift wood burning (an amazing blue colour). I love it so much I could spend months there. Unfortunately we couldn't stay very long because Chris made reservations at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; in Port Angeles that he loved. Sadly my day in the Twilight Zone flew by in a blur.&lt;br /&gt;We drove back to Port Angeles, showered, changed and headed out to dinner. Chris said that this was his favorite place to eat, and he even took his date here for his senior prom. After we parked and headed into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; I realized that it was &lt;em&gt;Bella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Italia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;the very place that Edward and Bella ate on their first "date." My inner nerd was dancing with joy. And yes...the first thing on the menu was mushroom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ravioli&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt; good. After that we grabbed some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;baskin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;robbins&lt;/span&gt; and watched the fireworks over the water. The best day ever. It was so much fun to see all of the places I had imagined in my head for so long. And a perfect way to help me survive harvest. I can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhDIlKoMQI/AAAAAAAAANM/YksYY0p3CeY/s1600-h/DSCN1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240011981140275458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhDIlKoMQI/AAAAAAAAANM/YksYY0p3CeY/s400/DSCN1197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little crab on the beach in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sequim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhCFIZG5mI/AAAAAAAAAM8/R1yH_eLbvos/s1600-h/DSCN1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240010822365144674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhCFIZG5mI/AAAAAAAAAM8/R1yH_eLbvos/s400/DSCN1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris at his favorite place in the world... so beautiful. This was a beach that he loved to go to and hang out when he was in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhBjg3hA7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/iMfZ9I8tIAo/s1600-h/DSCN1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240010244819583922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhBjg3hA7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/iMfZ9I8tIAo/s400/DSCN1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A blurry picture of the dense rain forest. My camera was having a hard time getting a picture with so little light coming through the trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhBI00OH0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/K0QMJ4F5kOQ/s1600-h/DSCN1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240009786318004034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhBI00OH0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/K0QMJ4F5kOQ/s400/DSCN1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Forks, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhAw-GxC1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/rO5OjALtNsY/s1600-h/DSCN1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240009376494848850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhAw-GxC1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/rO5OjALtNsY/s400/DSCN1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhAF3ctxEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BcrDicIXfzM/s1600-h/DSCN1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240008635973485634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhAF3ctxEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BcrDicIXfzM/s400/DSCN1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a picture from the car in Port Angeles as we headed out to Forks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg_rgeZPkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pM0531LWX30/s1600-h/DSCN1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240008183129914946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg_rgeZPkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pM0531LWX30/s400/DSCN1255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Memories and proof of my obsession with a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg_PdRjWEI/AAAAAAAAAME/cNtNPAarkzw/s1600-h/DSCN1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240007701234407490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg_PdRjWEI/AAAAAAAAAME/cNtNPAarkzw/s400/DSCN1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg-gjw3wFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_LH8QDocR_A/s1600-h/DSCN1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240006895522529362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg-gjw3wFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_LH8QDocR_A/s400/DSCN1257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow...I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BV&lt;/span&gt; was small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg-NUcYLOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mJCJXkblfQA/s1600-h/DSCN1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240006564992527586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg-NUcYLOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mJCJXkblfQA/s400/DSCN1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Forks Outfitters, where Bella works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg9pUesJqI/AAAAAAAAALs/9PirFIQ0_08/s1600-h/DSCN1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240005946526934690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg9pUesJqI/AAAAAAAAALs/9PirFIQ0_08/s400/DSCN1267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The famous High School and meeting place of the star crossed lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg9Q6W0HNI/AAAAAAAAALk/h1BvaPv9R_g/s1600-h/DSCN1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240005527197719762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg9Q6W0HNI/AAAAAAAAALk/h1BvaPv9R_g/s400/DSCN1266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Quillayute&lt;/span&gt; High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhCfsCmcLI/AAAAAAAAANE/g2WC18b-wCs/s1600-h/DSCN1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240011278611017906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhCfsCmcLI/AAAAAAAAANE/g2WC18b-wCs/s400/DSCN1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to La Push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg81u_07_I/AAAAAAAAALc/0v6_9yFWleE/s1600-h/DSCN1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240005060292046834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg81u_07_I/AAAAAAAAALc/0v6_9yFWleE/s400/DSCN1275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gorgeous landscape...cliff diving anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg8eaB5IOI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vs6F1FmQpP8/s1600-h/DSCN1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240004659526574306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg8eaB5IOI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vs6F1FmQpP8/s400/DSCN1281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was this beautiful chain of islands right off the coast at First Beach that I am in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg8CUPreHI/AAAAAAAAALM/FkqNa_mFIKQ/s1600-h/DSCN1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240004176937449586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg8CUPreHI/AAAAAAAAALM/FkqNa_mFIKQ/s400/DSCN1282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, amongst the drift wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg7e25N9KI/AAAAAAAAALE/Ll8RNUKNvF0/s1600-h/DSCN1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240003567763190946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLg7e25N9KI/AAAAAAAAALE/Ll8RNUKNvF0/s400/DSCN1291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More goofy picture taking while in La Push.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea, I should have taken more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;, but I was so excited to be there. Mildly obsessed? Yes, and I am not afraid to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-1665493759000201803?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/1665493759000201803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=1665493759000201803' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1665493759000201803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1665493759000201803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/08/4th-in-forks.html' title='4th in Forks'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SLhDIlKoMQI/AAAAAAAAANM/YksYY0p3CeY/s72-c/DSCN1197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-7544466552819972535</id><published>2008-06-25T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T07:13:08.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeying around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SGJSTIxbbDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/p8TbwtLWLME/s1600-h/tiffanemonkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SGJSTIxbbDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/p8TbwtLWLME/s400/tiffanemonkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215821807174249522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through some pictures that were saved on the computer and I found this one from our trip to Disney World.  Yes, that is me if I were a monkey. Why I felt the need to post this... I'm not really sure.  But it is sort of funny, non the less. This just goes to show you how bored I get when Chris is not around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-7544466552819972535?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/7544466552819972535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=7544466552819972535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7544466552819972535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7544466552819972535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/06/monkeying-around.html' title='Monkeying around'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SGJSTIxbbDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/p8TbwtLWLME/s72-c/tiffanemonkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-2849406839910517754</id><published>2008-06-21T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:55:32.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest</title><content type='html'>So another summer has approached and we are getting ready to head out to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Walla Walla&lt;/span&gt;, Washington for harvest.  We spend 7-8 weeks out there working during the wheat harvest. Chris works out at Wallula for 14 hours a day everyday for these 2 months. The heat can be unbearable and it doesn't help that he is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;allergic&lt;/span&gt; to the grain.  It is the worst king of work imaginable.  I am lucky and sit in the office all day crunching numbers and staying cool.  Even though it seems like we are crazy for doing this, there are always upsides.  We get to see all the family (sisters, cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc) while we are out there.  We both manage to get tan and thin.  (Mostly Chris gets tan and thin...but this summer I'm starting project &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GET  KRUNK&lt;/span&gt;, so maybe we will both come back looking&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hot&lt;/span&gt;.)  Also we make money, which is always the goal.  This summer we are flying out a week early and taking a little vacay in Seattle and the surrounding areas.  I am super pumped because that means &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;fresh fish&lt;/span&gt; which I LOVE!! Plus we are meeting up with an old high school friend of Chris', so that should be really fun.  Also, I get to meet Chris' grandma Judy for the first time. She's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;little much&lt;/span&gt; from what I've heard...so we cant miss this opportunity. So until then we are just packing up and heading out.  I don't know how I am going to be able to drag myself out of bed at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;6 am everyday&lt;/span&gt;, but I've done it before... :(  So if you are in Seattle for the 4th of July...we will see you there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-2849406839910517754?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/2849406839910517754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=2849406839910517754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2849406839910517754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/1098980077833490322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=1098980077833490322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1098980077833490322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1098980077833490322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/05/httpwww.html' title='Celeb look a like...'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-2197177180177826119</id><published>2008-05-19T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:05:44.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name Game...</title><content type='html'>Here is something just for fun.  Some of my names are a little goofy and some are hilariously fitting.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR ROCK STAR NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (first pet &amp;amp; current car) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Saki Accent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Saki was my dog's name, but dog accent was too weird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR GANGSTA NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Heavenly Hash Thinmint&lt;/span&gt; (What?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;T-Pen&lt;/span&gt; ( alright thats not too bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR DETECTIVE NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (favorite color, favorite animal) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Orange Mole Rat&lt;/span&gt; (yeah...weird but fitting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (middle name, city where you were born) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Danielle Marion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR STAR WARS NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Penti &lt;/span&gt;(I think I am an ewok and not a jedi...too bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPERHERO NAME:&lt;/span&gt; (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Black Dew&lt;/span&gt; (mountain dew of course.  I love this super name!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NASCAR NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (the first names of your grandfathers) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ronald Donald&lt;/span&gt; ( That is freakin hilarious!  I never even thought of that before.  I would fit right in with the other hillbilly drivers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRIPPER NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Red Vine&lt;/span&gt; ( whoa...what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:&lt;/span&gt; (mother’s &amp;amp; father’s middle names ) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ann Nelson &lt;/span&gt;(pretty boring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Smith Scranton &lt;/span&gt;(ehhh...okay I guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPY NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (your favorite season/holiday, flower) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Halloween Lily&lt;/span&gt; (Sweet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CARTOON NAME:&lt;/span&gt; (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cantaloupe Sockie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIPPIE NAME:&lt;/span&gt; (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cottage Willow&lt;/span&gt; (cottage cheese. I think that is a perfect hippie name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME&lt;/span&gt;: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, weather element+ Tour") &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Cooking Hail Tour&lt;/span&gt; ( I think that I've seen them on tour....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-2197177180177826119?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/2197177180177826119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=2197177180177826119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2197177180177826119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2197177180177826119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/05/name-game.html' title='The Name Game...'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-1119964019244740996</id><published>2008-05-14T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:04:34.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Trip</title><content type='html'>After graduation we went up to DC for a little family vacation.  The girls had never been out here, so it was fun to see all of the sites with them.  The first day we just went around to all of the monuments.  Then we headed up to the zoo.  I love the zoo so much and its great because the DC zoo is part of the smithsonian exhibits, so it is free.  We loved all of the animals and got really close to some cool exhibits.  We had a ton of fun.  Brianne and Ross had to leave on Tuesday so they didnt get to come down to the beach with us...sad.  It was beautiful weather the entire time.  We loved having everyone come out to support us and have a little family vacay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCu0UhmjKKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/y7Bisok0U5Q/s1600-h/DSCN1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200448459439810722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCu0UhmjKKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/y7Bisok0U5Q/s400/DSCN1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuz0xmjKJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/0mMJc19iiw8/s1600-h/DSCN1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447913978964114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuz0xmjKJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/0mMJc19iiw8/s400/DSCN1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family...and honest Abe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuzOxmjKII/AAAAAAAAAJE/U5l-3lQzvNA/s1600-h/DSCN1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447261143935106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuzOxmjKII/AAAAAAAAAJE/U5l-3lQzvNA/s400/DSCN1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby duckies!  Right beside the Lincoln memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuyiBmjKHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zwXad1M3xeI/s1600-h/DSCN1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200446492344789106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuyiBmjKHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zwXad1M3xeI/s400/DSCN1123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuxvhmjKGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/yffsRCw7FDE/s1600-h/DSCN1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200445624761395298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCuxvhmjKGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/yffsRCw7FDE/s400/DSCN1166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the monkies....this one kept throwing up and we took this right before the second round...yuck!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-1119964019244740996?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/1119964019244740996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=1119964019244740996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1119964019244740996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1119964019244740996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/05/dc-trip.html' title='DC Trip'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SCu0UhmjKKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/y7Bisok0U5Q/s72-c/DSCN1111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-2460007264170869017</id><published>2008-05-04T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:55:30.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE DID IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4hN7dePPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ulpjGJTjfK8/s1600-h/DSCN1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196627543215455474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4hN7dePPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ulpjGJTjfK8/s400/DSCN1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4hObdePQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NR_IogTH828/s1600-h/DSCN1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196627551805390082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4hObdePQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NR_IogTH828/s400/DSCN1097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4grbdePOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Jh54-_-8uSE/s1600-h/DSCN1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196626950509968610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4grbdePOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Jh54-_-8uSE/s400/DSCN1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4gYLdePNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/2v4_nFrIu8M/s1600-h/DSCN1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196626619797486802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4gYLdePNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/2v4_nFrIu8M/s400/DSCN1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sweet Jones boys came to support us and they got me those beautiful flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4gAbdePMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/15xQLl0Vk-M/s1600-h/DSCN1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196626211775593666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4gAbdePMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/15xQLl0Vk-M/s400/DSCN1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryce, Dr. John, Chris, Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4fhLdePLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hOh1oLqQyN8/s1600-h/DSCN1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196625674904681650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4fhLdePLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hOh1oLqQyN8/s400/DSCN1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the Philosophy Graduates and Professors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4enrdePKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OZNHie5S1rA/s1600-h/DSCN1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196624687062203554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4enrdePKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OZNHie5S1rA/s400/DSCN1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris during his speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday morning we finally graduated from college! It was a great ceremony that only lasted two hours. The weather was great and Chris's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;allergies&lt;/span&gt; were under control. As valedictorian, Chris gave a wonderful speech that all of the administration wanted a copy of. I was so proud of him. All of Chris's siblings came out for the graduation and we had a great time.  It does not seem like we should be finished, just four years ago I first stepped on SVU's campus.  We are really happy and excited to be moving on, but we will miss everyone here so much. &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/341759853402086509-2460007264170869017?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/2460007264170869017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=2460007264170869017' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2460007264170869017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/2460007264170869017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-did-it.html' title='WE DID IT!!!!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SB4hN7dePPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ulpjGJTjfK8/s72-c/DSCN1085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-1983297962682718709</id><published>2008-04-30T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T05:52:57.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SBhrnbdePHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aYLs_3SG-MM/s1600-h/041015dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SBhrnbdePHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aYLs_3SG-MM/s400/041015dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195020495302311026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Chris and I have finished our last finals as undergrads! What a great feeling.  We have been studying hard and cranking out papers like crazy but we are finally done.  Two days until graduation and I am getting pretty excited! Chris' family gets here tomorrow so we have to shift our mindset to fun mode...but we cant complain.  I cannot explain what a relief it is to be finished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-1983297962682718709?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/1983297962682718709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=1983297962682718709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1983297962682718709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/1983297962682718709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/04/finished.html' title='Finished!!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SBhrnbdePHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aYLs_3SG-MM/s72-c/041015dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-5015593176442564542</id><published>2008-04-04T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:56:15.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TaGgEd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R_Ys5Tk2WHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/u37-Ab29xH4/s1600-h/tagged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185381383982700658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R_Ys5Tk2WHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/u37-Ab29xH4/s400/tagged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I have been tagged, I was actually hoping everyone would forget that I had a blog. But here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I absolutely love bright and loud colored shoes.  I haven't actually brought myself to buy more than 2 pair, but I am always draw to them in stores and catalogues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. One of my new favorite snacks is to mix peanut butter, hot sauce, and soy sauce together and put it on crackers or cucumbers.  It is pretty much the only way I can take the texture of peanut butter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I am horribly afraid of clowns.  Anyone with painted faces and multi-colored Afros are a big no- no for me.  I actually start shaking and my breathing changes when I get around clowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Oddly enough, and despite my fear of clowns, I was a mime for 4 months. ...lets just leave it at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I have secretely wanted to be a hip hop dancer so that I could be on America's Best Dance Crew.  I was obsessed with that show and I love dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I can stay in a head stand for three minutes straight, thanks to the yoga class that I am taking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I think that people falling down or running into stuff is one of the funniest things ever.  On video it is great...in real life...even better. I know that it is kind of mean, but I can't help laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there are very few people left to tag, so I tag Cyndi, Sharon, Angie, and Aubrey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-5015593176442564542?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/5015593176442564542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=5015593176442564542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5015593176442564542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5015593176442564542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged.html' title='TaGgEd'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R_Ys5Tk2WHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/u37-Ab29xH4/s72-c/tagged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-7745582247038105155</id><published>2008-03-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T12:20:19.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'>Rendezvous in Old Nauvoo</title><content type='html'>This Spring Break we decided to go to Nauvoo, and we had a great time. We made a few stops on the way there and back at carefully planned destinations. We really needed a break from school and work and so this was the perfect time to get away and go somewhere that we really wanted to go. So here is just a random sampling of pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91gFxYxjZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/M78E-mZoD3M/s1600-h/DSCN0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178400798818798994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91gFxYxjZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/M78E-mZoD3M/s400/DSCN0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mark Twain's boyhood home and the fence that inspired Tom Sawyer's adventures. The town is really small and everything there is named "Tom Sawyer's...whatchamacallit" or "Huck Finn's...such and such" which we thought was sort of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91fJhYxjYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MPh6IUAivRM/s1600-h/DSCN0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178399763731680642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91fJhYxjYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MPh6IUAivRM/s400/DSCN0902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Bryce and Prince posing as Tom and Becky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91ePhYxjXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/u2LVJ0-X9Rc/s1600-h/DSCN0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178398767299267954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91ePhYxjXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/u2LVJ0-X9Rc/s400/DSCN0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the Nauvoo Visitor's Center there was a statue of Joseph Smith that had an uncanny resemblance to a 'certain someone' we know. We now call Chris "Brother Joseph."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91d6BYxjWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bIvyUQ_EbpM/s1600-h/DSCN0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178398397932080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91d6BYxjWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bIvyUQ_EbpM/s400/DSCN0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just a replica of a sunstone from the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91deBYxjVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kt6AHOQiPBM/s1600-h/DSCN0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178397916895743314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91deBYxjVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kt6AHOQiPBM/s400/DSCN0941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the headstones of Emma, Joseph and Hyrum Smith. It was a very humble burial site and they say that in the summer the graves are covered in lilac bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91c3BYxjUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zCYAVKYUlaE/s1600-h/DSCN1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178397246880845122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91c3BYxjUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zCYAVKYUlaE/s400/DSCN1000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at Carthage Jail. It is one of the few buildings that we visited that had almost all of its original structure intact. We were all very emotional that day and there was a different Spirit than in Nauvoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178396074354773282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91byxYxjSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/zn81dZPNQ5U/s400/DSCN0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the outside of the jail and the window that Joseph actually fell from and the well that his body was found leaning upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91cNBYxjTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8L03BWtJz88/s1600-h/DSCN0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178396525326339378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91cNBYxjTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8L03BWtJz88/s400/DSCN0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce at Brother Brigham's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91bFhYxjRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6OshpKCM3Fs/s1600-h/DSCN0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178395296965692690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91bFhYxjRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6OshpKCM3Fs/s400/DSCN0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Smith's Red Brick Store where the first relief society would meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91aVxYxjQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8VXfR1nSB1A/s1600-h/DSCN1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178394476626939138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91aVxYxjQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8VXfR1nSB1A/s320/DSCN1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just an interesting picture of what the "ladies room" looked like at the time. This particular one belonged to the Pendleton family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91Z9RYxjPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/S8vUJQftNUY/s1600-h/DSCN1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178394055720144114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91Z9RYxjPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/S8vUJQftNUY/s400/DSCN1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to get a family picture in front of Calvin Pendleton's home and school. Not only was Calvin a teacher but he was a doctor and believed in herbal medicine. We were really excited to see this place because we had no idea that there were Pendletons in Nauvoo, and also Chris and I love the name Calvin if we have a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91ZcRYxjOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Br6u0yf8UQw/s1600-h/DSCN1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178393488784461026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91ZcRYxjOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Br6u0yf8UQw/s400/DSCN1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nauvoo temple was beautiful especially at dusk. It was truly a beacon on a hill and a real sacrifice for the Saints to build at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91Y8xYxjNI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jGPUYz6YN2I/s1600-h/DSCN1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178392947618581714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91Y8xYxjNI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jGPUYz6YN2I/s400/DSCN1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were really lucky and got to spend some time in the temple and it was one of the best experiences that we have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91YkRYxjMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IgOada9Nxjs/s1600-h/DSCN0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178392526711786690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91YkRYxjMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IgOada9Nxjs/s320/DSCN0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way we stopped in St. Louis and went up in the arch. It was 620 feet to the top. Here is the view from way up there...woo I was definitely feeling nervous up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91YDxYxjLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2CbZujeN6pw/s1600-h/DSCN0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178391968366038194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91YDxYxjLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2CbZujeN6pw/s400/DSCN0898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178407584867126690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91mQxYxjaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8vOcXsafCwY/s400/DSCN0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the little pod that takes you up to the top of the Arch. It actually fits five people. It was a really, really tight squeeze, but I guess that is a lot easier than taking the 2 million steps to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome trip and we are beginning to dread going back to school this week. We only have 7 more weeks of school and then GRADUATION!!! I think we can survive. Then our families are coming to visit so that is our next big thing to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/341759853402086509-7745582247038105155?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/7745582247038105155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=7745582247038105155' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7745582247038105155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/7745582247038105155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/03/rendezvous-in-old-nauvoo.html' title='Rendezvous in Old Nauvoo'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R91gFxYxjZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/M78E-mZoD3M/s72-c/DSCN0901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-3637565515528541907</id><published>2008-03-09T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:12:13.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Nationals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R9Sm9RYxjKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qe8g2EJSuSI/s1600-h/DSCN0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175945443325086882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R9Sm9RYxjKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qe8g2EJSuSI/s400/DSCN0817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R9SmgBYxjJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CFj6dl8S6ZU/s1600-h/DSCN0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175944940813913234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R9SmgBYxjJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CFj6dl8S6ZU/s400/DSCN0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys are back from the national tournament and they took 5th. It was a job well done and they played really well. Chris and Bryce both made Academic All-American and Chris was a regular athletic All-American this season. They had a great time and I know that Chris was happy to play this season with his brother. I'm glad he is home safely and now we are off to have a great time during spring break!&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/341759853402086509-3637565515528541907?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/3637565515528541907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=3637565515528541907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3637565515528541907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3637565515528541907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-from-nationals.html' title='Back From Nationals'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R9Sm9RYxjKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Qe8g2EJSuSI/s72-c/DSCN0817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-5165707830492159901</id><published>2008-02-26T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:46:11.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My MVP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R8TM0C1boVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jCIZjMS9RMc/s1600-h/chris-driving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483466614415698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R8TM0C1boVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jCIZjMS9RMc/s400/chris-driving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris has had an amazing Senior season. He is currently the team's leading scorer, averaging 19.9 points per game. He broke the school scoring record by scoring 36 points against Apprentice. Then this past weekend he beat his own record by scoring 43 points in a double overtime at a tournament against Voorhees. He was also named MVP of that tournament, while his brother Bryce was named all tournament. He was named ESPN the Magazine Academic All-District III (college division) team. And is probably going to be named academic all-American for the conference this year. He was also named the USCAA player of the week. Whooooo! What a stud. He doesn't like to brag too much, but I cant help to ...just a little. What a way to end it! He has worked really hard to get here, and I couldn't be more proud. The team is now at the National Tournament in Oklahoma and have a real shot at winning it. The brothers Pendleton are unstoppable. I am so lucky to be married to such a stud. On top of all of that he maintains his 4.0 and is a great husband that loves taking care of me. A girl couldn't possibly ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171482002030567746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="294" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R8TLey1boUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0OFRJp2gDx4/s400/chris-jumper.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484858183819618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="362" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R8TOFC1boWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5FQJwDJRXY0/s400/DSCN0669.JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-5165707830492159901?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/5165707830492159901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=5165707830492159901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5165707830492159901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/5165707830492159901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-mvp.html' title='My MVP'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R8TM0C1boVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jCIZjMS9RMc/s72-c/chris-driving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-6606004158888410579</id><published>2008-01-26T18:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T19:01:35.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that I have been really late on updates so here is a little glimpse of what we did over the break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vxcxoEvoI/AAAAAAAAADo/mugElM1FJMg/s1600-h/DSCN0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159983274743086722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vxcxoEvoI/AAAAAAAAADo/mugElM1FJMg/s400/DSCN0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent most of the time in BV at Brian and Robin's house just hanging out and watching fun movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vxMxoEvnI/AAAAAAAAADg/49d7C8nccVA/s1600-h/DSCN0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159982999865179762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vxMxoEvnI/AAAAAAAAADg/49d7C8nccVA/s200/DSCN0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vw2xoEvmI/AAAAAAAAADY/AoLldzG6iEI/s1600-h/DSCN0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159982621908057698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vw2xoEvmI/AAAAAAAAADY/AoLldzG6iEI/s320/DSCN0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris and Tia took a few naps together after a long day of play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vwfBoEvlI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mN51dUWI9JI/s1600-h/DSCN0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159982213886164562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vwfBoEvlI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mN51dUWI9JI/s320/DSCN0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tia got some new jammies to keep her warm.  They say "only child" on them...perfectly fitting if you ask me.  (Unfortunatly she doesn't like to wear them too long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vq8xoEvkI/AAAAAAAAADI/FipgIeN6F04/s1600-h/DSCN0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159976127917506114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vq8xoEvkI/AAAAAAAAADI/FipgIeN6F04/s320/DSCN0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got an 'Office' calendar that we LOVE and this is just Bryce being Michael Scott.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vqlBoEvjI/AAAAAAAAADA/l42DXOCgvbE/s1600-h/DSCN0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159975719895612978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vqlBoEvjI/AAAAAAAAADA/l42DXOCgvbE/s400/DSCN0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also went down to my parents house for the weekend.  I forgot to even get the camera out for the most part so all we have to show is this picture of Chris with my parents' dog 'Murphy'. He is HUGE and loved to cuddle with Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vqYBoEviI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nFD5CbxbCWk/s1600-h/DSCN0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159975496557313570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vqYBoEviI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nFD5CbxbCWk/s400/DSCN0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were there Chris went paintballing with my little sisters (who are 15 and 19).  It was pretty cold out but they had a blast (no pun intended). So all in all we had really great break.  I dont have any pictures of it, but we got a Nintendo Wii also and Chris has been addicted to LEGO STARWARS.  Mind you we have only had it since Christmas and he has almost beat the entire game.  It was a much needed break from school and now we are back on track with classes and basketball.  I'll make sure to keep everyone updated on the countdown to Nationals.  Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-6606004158888410579?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/6606004158888410579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=6606004158888410579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/6606004158888410579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/6606004158888410579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R5vxcxoEvoI/AAAAAAAAADo/mugElM1FJMg/s72-c/DSCN0740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-3527530853266959037</id><published>2007-12-13T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:56:36.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suns vs.Wizards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5F2RSgSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/STHuChcMfXs/s1600-h/DSCN0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143666128296509730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5F2RSgSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/STHuChcMfXs/s400/DSCN0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Yeah! For Chris's Birthday I got him tickets to the Suns' game. It was so much fun. We also took Bryce and the Holts. This is us beside one of the Championship trophies...its for the Wizards, but still pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5GmRSgTI/AAAAAAAAACY/yqcY-23MOG8/s1600-h/DSCN0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143666141181411634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5GmRSgTI/AAAAAAAAACY/yqcY-23MOG8/s400/DSCN0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wizards didnt stand a chance.  And of course the Suns won! Yay!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5HGRSgUI/AAAAAAAAACg/kRRTVF1uHaw/s1600-h/DSCN0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143666149771346242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5HGRSgUI/AAAAAAAAACg/kRRTVF1uHaw/s400/DSCN0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were sitting 12 rows up from the court, so I could zoom in really close to the players. This is one of my favorite player, Raja Bell.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5HmRSgVI/AAAAAAAAACo/t9exHfYn8T0/s1600-h/DSCN0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143666158361280850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5HmRSgVI/AAAAAAAAACo/t9exHfYn8T0/s400/DSCN0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the Sun's doing a little "Ring Around the Rosie" as a pre-game warm up. Chris loved it because he started it before one of their games this season and everyone thought it was goofy. So now we have proof that even NBA teams do something fun to pump them up.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H7UGRSgWI/AAAAAAAAACw/xRJ-5tXHwCA/s1600-h/DSCN0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143668572132901218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H7UGRSgWI/AAAAAAAAACw/xRJ-5tXHwCA/s400/DSCN0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the view from Bryce's seat.   I traded with him at half time so that he and Chris could sit together. They had a great time.  It is so amazing actually being there.  The players are so HUGE! The court seems so tiny when they are all out there.  We had such a great time.  There is a great benefit to living out here, and thats being so close to all of the major league games!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-3527530853266959037?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/3527530853266959037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=3527530853266959037' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3527530853266959037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/3527530853266959037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2007/12/suns-vswizards.html' title='Suns vs.Wizards'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R2H5F2RSgSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/STHuChcMfXs/s72-c/DSCN0728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-656332926568512653</id><published>2007-12-05T16:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:00:33.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'>The First SNOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When we left the house this morning there was just a hint of flurries. By the time 10:00 rolled around, we were starting to get the fluffy stuff. Its always exciting on the first snow of the season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140649644151553810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1dBnXJkPxI/AAAAAAAAABU/OZHpvAkNeN8/s320/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1dHpnJkP4I/AAAAAAAAACA/xGJkNMLhuHQ/s1600-h/DSCN0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140656279876026242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1dHpnJkP4I/AAAAAAAAACA/xGJkNMLhuHQ/s400/DSCN0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christinie and I got caught in the cross fire of a snow ball fight on campus and so we had to join in. (Her husband started it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1dEyXJkP0I/AAAAAAAAABs/o5PGKxJSgRU/s1600-h/DSCN0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140653131664998210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1dEyXJkP0I/AAAAAAAAABs/o5PGKxJSgRU/s320/DSCN0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tia wasnt so sure about all of this, but she played for a little while until she got too cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1c--nJkPtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7jI18j3AzuI/s1600-h/DSCN0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140646745048628946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1c--nJkPtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7jI18j3AzuI/s320/DSCN0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1c-kXJkPsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UyK6XBAYQVk/s1600-h/DSCN0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140646294077062850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1c-kXJkPsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UyK6XBAYQVk/s320/DSCN0691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cory and Bryce got in on the action too, only after being pelted by a few snow balls themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, the snow didn't stick for long, and all we are left with is just some soggy shoes and frozen fingers. It was fun while it lasted.&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/341759853402086509-656332926568512653?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/656332926568512653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=656332926568512653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/656332926568512653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/656332926568512653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-snow.html' title='The First SNOW!!'/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R1dBnXJkPxI/AAAAAAAAABU/OZHpvAkNeN8/s72-c/DSCN0683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341759853402086509.post-6888834283371648311</id><published>2007-11-28T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T16:19:45.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R04Bv-RPHEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpVwS7daDhY/s1600-h/DSCN0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138046148557085762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R04Bv-RPHEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpVwS7daDhY/s320/DSCN0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I thought we had better catch up to the rest of the blogging world and set one up for ourselves. We are slowly comming to the end of this semester and are getting a little ancy for graduation. Chris and I will both be graduating from SVU in May. Both of us are majoring in Philosophy and Chris with a Government minor. Chris is enjoying his last season of basketball and just received the athlete of the week award. We are just trying to have fun and stay warm here in BV. Living so close to his family has been a great blessing, and Chris and his brother Bryce are able to play one last season together.  Unfortunately the team will be traveling this Friday on Chris's 25th birthday so we will all have to celebrate a little late.  And by late I mean the 8th of December when the Suns play the Wizards in DC.  It should be fun.  After that weekend we have finals and then...Christmas break!  All we have to do is just push through these next three weeks. So, I hope this wasnt too bad for my first blog and hopefully we can keep everyone updated on the Pendleton bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/341759853402086509-6888834283371648311?l=chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/feeds/6888834283371648311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=341759853402086509&amp;postID=6888834283371648311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/6888834283371648311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/341759853402086509/posts/default/6888834283371648311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisandtiffane.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-i-thought-we-had-better-catch-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04181293479889812114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/SMBrw-dZSwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lmQqJliPJOE/S220/arlington+wd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1CmHQrfVaY/R04Bv-RPHEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zpVwS7daDhY/s72-c/DSCN0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
