<?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-7154292735357287500</id><updated>2012-02-02T07:55:09.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.                                                Tales from the Taylors</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-1670251625232850072</id><published>2012-02-02T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:55:09.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People of India - Babu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On my Blue team, we had an abundance of young boys. The most out-going of them was boy named Babu. With an infectious smile and a contagious enthusiasm for everything, his name was one of the first that I learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpW5zTsrY9g/TyqwvCZ4TgI/AAAAAAAAF_8/ynpCFgCqJuA/s1600/IMG_1307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpW5zTsrY9g/TyqwvCZ4TgI/AAAAAAAAF_8/ynpCFgCqJuA/s400/IMG_1307.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Babu took a self portrait on my camera.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was one of my zoo buddies and we RAN through the zoo at the pace of an energetic 10 year old boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTYXsIUUHY/TyqwZtvIwiI/AAAAAAAAF_k/P-ucInr7vOM/s1600/IMG_1026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTYXsIUUHY/TyqwZtvIwiI/AAAAAAAAF_k/P-ucInr7vOM/s400/IMG_1026.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Babu and K-man, my two zoo buddies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cITDepzbYo/TyqwktU6VEI/AAAAAAAAF_s/Don5KmAz_nM/s1600/IMG_1213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cITDepzbYo/TyqwktU6VEI/AAAAAAAAF_s/Don5KmAz_nM/s400/IMG_1213.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the end of the week, Babu was a constant companion of mine.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the week, Babu received the boldness award. He is a natural leader and my prayer is that he grows up to be a man who uses that enthusiasm and energy to lead people to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1giHTg3FvcI/Tyqwq1nofNI/AAAAAAAAF_0/cOJDTkVUGPM/s1600/IMG_1279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1giHTg3FvcI/Tyqwq1nofNI/AAAAAAAAF_0/cOJDTkVUGPM/s400/IMG_1279.JPG" width="400" /&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/7154292735357287500-1670251625232850072?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1670251625232850072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=1670251625232850072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1670251625232850072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1670251625232850072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2012/02/people-of-india-babu.html' title='People of India - Babu'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpW5zTsrY9g/TyqwvCZ4TgI/AAAAAAAAF_8/ynpCFgCqJuA/s72-c/IMG_1307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4456695662674377261</id><published>2012-01-23T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:42:47.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The People of India - Kalavani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Do you have anyone in your life who has a beautiful and infectious laugh? Someone who has so much enthusiasm that they scream whenever they think something exciting is &lt;b&gt;about &lt;/b&gt;to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSIGCMG9hDo/Tx3g56I1ZUI/AAAAAAAAF-k/j7HupTDP2JQ/s1600/IMG_1203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSIGCMG9hDo/Tx3g56I1ZUI/AAAAAAAAF-k/j7HupTDP2JQ/s400/IMG_1203.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our trip to India, that person was Kalavani. She was a ball of energy, enthusiasm, and laughter in a tiny package. Whenever you would walk up to her, she would scream and rush into your arms because she was anticipating fun and, possibly, a tickle fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOUXSAx0ITw/Tx3g4ZxpEoI/AAAAAAAAF-c/K6GQcNxA9QA/s1600/IMG_0692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOUXSAx0ITw/Tx3g4ZxpEoI/AAAAAAAAF-c/K6GQcNxA9QA/s400/IMG_0692.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I91gcPwMytQ/Tx3g7177PUI/AAAAAAAAF-o/iCmErlPKZ-g/s1600/IMG_1115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I91gcPwMytQ/Tx3g7177PUI/AAAAAAAAF-o/iCmErlPKZ-g/s400/IMG_1115.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalavani was maybe 5 years old, but she left her mark with her contagious laugh and big hugs. I did my best to capture her laugh in the video below - enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-39ca9788798f521d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39ca9788798f521d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390940%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C92C43CE0460063BF57A124E345E20518207786.1AAE7C7B35853A0BE3B8DC49A7B621BD39C5CD6A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39ca9788798f521d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DldOczwyfE6Nu_VuegvLeetzvcj8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39ca9788798f521d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390940%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C92C43CE0460063BF57A124E345E20518207786.1AAE7C7B35853A0BE3B8DC49A7B621BD39C5CD6A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39ca9788798f521d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DldOczwyfE6Nu_VuegvLeetzvcj8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/7154292735357287500-4456695662674377261?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4456695662674377261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4456695662674377261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4456695662674377261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4456695662674377261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2012/01/people-of-india-kalavani.html' title='The People of India - Kalavani'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSIGCMG9hDo/Tx3g56I1ZUI/AAAAAAAAF-k/j7HupTDP2JQ/s72-c/IMG_1203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-1444468985774877165</id><published>2012-01-18T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:09:20.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The People of India - Kasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On the Blue team, we were blessed with the opportunity to have the village elder on our team, Kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PzLbnIvuz8U/TxdBW5Nky6I/AAAAAAAAC0k/YKMHlqmq6mo/s1600/IMG_1046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PzLbnIvuz8U/TxdBW5Nky6I/AAAAAAAAC0k/YKMHlqmq6mo/s400/IMG_1046.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi became a Christian because of Life Mission reaching out the village of Kalavai.&amp;nbsp;He was the grandfather to most of the kids on my team, and he told us his most treasured possession is his copy of the Bible in Tamil. It was amazing to hear members of the GCC team tell stories of how Kasi was in the past. Apparently on past trips, he was not engaged and he even caused a lot of division between the Mission and the people of the village. We experienced the complete opposite of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQsFbrlmUFY/TxdBd5ze3XI/AAAAAAAAC08/qS4AIWOIrec/s1600/IMG_0733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQsFbrlmUFY/TxdBd5ze3XI/AAAAAAAAC08/qS4AIWOIrec/s400/IMG_0733.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasi helped to lead the Blue team all week.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi was often seen moving his cow around the village and he would speak&amp;nbsp;enthusiastically about the Lord and the Lord's blessings to our team. He loved the game of Little Sally Walker, and he made sure everyone on our team had a chance to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QlTPDjDBJZI/TxdBfgG3xyI/AAAAAAAAC1E/iSnwITwOuj0/s1600/IMG_0585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QlTPDjDBJZI/TxdBfgG3xyI/AAAAAAAAC1E/iSnwITwOuj0/s400/IMG_0585.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasi playing Little Sally Walker&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the blue team was given the van with the A/C on the way to zoo, he gave a sermon to our bus about how good Jesus is because He gave us A/C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4mrV6mbyNp4/TxdBal9EREI/AAAAAAAAC00/LX1HAHqAShM/s1600/IMG_0735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4mrV6mbyNp4/TxdBal9EREI/AAAAAAAAC00/LX1HAHqAShM/s400/IMG_0735.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the week, Kasi sought me out to pray blessings over me in Tamil: an amazing God-designed moment that I will always cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dxBKWX2MIY/TxdBYkeCJCI/AAAAAAAAC0s/cztXX1pRfDk/s1600/IMG_0904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dxBKWX2MIY/TxdBYkeCJCI/AAAAAAAAC0s/cztXX1pRfDk/s400/IMG_0904.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasi brought us a lizard to play with and they were preparing to eat it when we left.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/7154292735357287500-1444468985774877165?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1444468985774877165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=1444468985774877165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1444468985774877165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1444468985774877165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2012/01/people-of-india-kasi.html' title='The People of India - Kasi'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PzLbnIvuz8U/TxdBW5Nky6I/AAAAAAAAC0k/YKMHlqmq6mo/s72-c/IMG_1046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4202396747254769936</id><published>2012-01-13T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:38:04.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The People of India - Ammu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will get to the details of what happened in India soon, but in the meantime, it is the people of this village who have my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Ammu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIDwlaqm050/TxC-4HjrGTI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/CFsY0WXK1bo/s1600/IMG_0564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIDwlaqm050/TxC-4HjrGTI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/CFsY0WXK1bo/s400/IMG_0564.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl has a piece of my heart. She and her brother, Tharangasu, were on the blue team with me, and about day 2 she attached herself to my hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5um9U92BOE/TxC-y7xTIiI/AAAAAAAAC0A/2bj-fDHlhRc/s1600/IMG_0902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5um9U92BOE/TxC-y7xTIiI/AAAAAAAAC0A/2bj-fDHlhRc/s400/IMG_0902.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: Ammu all day long would hold my arm around her waist. Jay caught this candid shot that demonstrates how&amp;nbsp;inseparable&amp;nbsp;we were most of the week.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ammu is an orphan. Her father is unable to care for her and her siblings and her mother ran off on her family. Ammu was more timid than most at first, but once she warmed up to you, watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ8kH8fxjOQ/TxC-2SN8FWI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/kW9FK5s-P0g/s1600/IMG_0620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ8kH8fxjOQ/TxC-2SN8FWI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/kW9FK5s-P0g/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave her love and her kisses freely, and at the end of the week, I couldn't bear to leave her. I was the last one into the van because of lingering in tears and prayer over this precious child of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDgJ5pYL6rw/TxC-0_r8qVI/AAAAAAAAC0I/NXGPSapOqP8/s1600/IMG_0680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDgJ5pYL6rw/TxC-0_r8qVI/AAAAAAAAC0I/NXGPSapOqP8/s400/IMG_0680.JPG" width="400" /&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/7154292735357287500-4202396747254769936?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4202396747254769936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4202396747254769936' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4202396747254769936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4202396747254769936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2012/01/people-of-india-ammu.html' title='The People of India - Ammu'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OIDwlaqm050/TxC-4HjrGTI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/CFsY0WXK1bo/s72-c/IMG_0564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-770853635388757332</id><published>2011-12-31T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:11:52.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of in India, Last Day of 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is hard to believe that we landed in Chennai today. Granted, it was 1 am when we landed and it is now 9pm, but it was still only today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692322680534770882" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPLfd5yzi4U/Tv8xUZgspMI/AAAAAAAABkc/Bs_uq31H6-8/s400/IMG_1023.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;As you hopefully have read in previous posts at &lt;a href="http://www.gccindiateams.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.gccindiateams.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; , we arrived safely and without incident and a cyclone went through this region yesterday evening, altering our travel plans for getting to the village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;After collecting all of our luggage (for a while it seemed like our team bags wouldn't arrive) and making our way through immigration, we were greeted with heavy humidity and heavy flowered garlands from Raj and his team. The picture below is of Sarah receiving her garland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692322682569631138" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWEfV_exLMw/Tv8xUhF2JaI/AAAAAAAABko/A31RBHL_cEQ/s400/IMG_1036.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;We were allowed a few hours to sleep in the hotel before we were up, showered and ready to go for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was the traditional Indian meal of Pizza Hut and then we went to see some different St. Thomas sites. First we climbed high above Chennai to visit the St. Thomas Mount. As the story goes, Thomas was martyred praying in front of a cross that he had carved on the mount because the Gospel was radically changing the people in India. We learned that Thomas had a heart for the poor and loved them because Christ loved them first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;We also went to the cave that St. Thomas hid in when he was being&amp;nbsp;pursued. The picture below is of our impromptu tour guide telling us about the spring that has been flowing since the time of Thomas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692322710507888338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-t2dWHBDvc/Tv8xWJK2HtI/AAAAAAAABk0/_tSTJVx04f4/s400/IMG_1153.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;As a team, I believe these two stops and the stories around them re-centered our focus and vision for this trip. We will love the people we are working with because Christ loved them first and He loves them so much more perfectly than we ever could dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;Please pray as we travel out the village tomorrow and for the ministry we are planning on doing there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;We will do what we can and God will do what we cannot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-770853635388757332?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/770853635388757332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=770853635388757332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/770853635388757332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/770853635388757332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-day-of-in-india-last-day-of-2012.html' title='First Day of in India, Last Day of 2012'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPLfd5yzi4U/Tv8xUZgspMI/AAAAAAAABkc/Bs_uq31H6-8/s72-c/IMG_1023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5121553006456458265</id><published>2011-12-21T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T12:44:37.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in Community and Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="255" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299781_669073449434_15304827_34513540_335475804_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view of the food table at the staff fall party - GFS and I are close, personal friends&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay awake in bed last night, my mind all cluttered with&amp;nbsp;everything from conversations with friends to preparations for the week ahead, I realized that my life is centered around community, service, hospitality, and ultimately utterly chaotic . . . and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't trade an evening with friends, for a evening alone. I wouldn't refuse to host so that my house could stay clean. I wouldn't trade a sparse schedule for my super full one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, at times, forced to make those trades as I recognize the need for rest, solitude and retreat, but I don't want that to be the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the Lord for bringing so many different people into my life and for providing the means that Jay and I can open our home and our lives to whatever and whoever He sends our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-5121553006456458265?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5121553006456458265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=5121553006456458265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5121553006456458265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5121553006456458265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-in-community-and-chaos.html' title='Living in Community and Chaos'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3044769230419072648</id><published>2011-11-22T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T08:58:32.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a limited time only . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;36 Days until we leave for India!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;These past few weeks have been so full of preparations (a.k.a. shots - yuck!) and planning that it seems so close all of a sudden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What is coming up even sooner is our support deadline. We have been so blessed with support and out of our $6,000 ($3,000 each) goal, we have raised about $4,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Imagine that I am now my infomercial persona)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SiOlUHQm_PM/TsvR4_jvoKI/AAAAAAAACzQ/t4RU5LNwpNg/s1600/Infomercial+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SiOlUHQm_PM/TsvR4_jvoKI/AAAAAAAACzQ/t4RU5LNwpNg/s320/Infomercial+pic.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Have you been wanting to give and have just forgotten, or have you wanted to give, but didn't feel like your contribution would count? &amp;nbsp;For a limited time only, you have a chance to double your gift.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For the next 24 hours, we have two donors who are willing to match every dollar given up to $500!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is good from November 22, 12 noon, to November 23, 12 noon, so if you haven't given yet, this is your window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 17px;"&gt;The easiest way to give is to &amp;nbsp;visit the donation page:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gccwired.com/missiontrips" style="background-color: white; color: #44a3e2; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="GCC Mission Trip Pag"&gt;GCC Mission Trip Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and click on December India Trip. (You will be asked to create an account.) and you get to pick a person for your money to go to. &amp;nbsp;Again, thank you for trusting your dollars to the Lord and His work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLJ2qqeNbg0/TsvTLsRvvHI/AAAAAAAACzY/UCvPZ0dvzN8/s1600/India+Luggage+Simulation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLJ2qqeNbg0/TsvTLsRvvHI/AAAAAAAACzY/UCvPZ0dvzN8/s320/India+Luggage+Simulation.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 17px;"&gt;(this is a picture from our Luggage Simulation in South Bend. We were "late for our next flight")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Remember to hurry - this is a limited time offer:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3044769230419072648?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3044769230419072648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3044769230419072648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3044769230419072648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3044769230419072648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-limited-time-only.html' title='For a limited time only . . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SiOlUHQm_PM/TsvR4_jvoKI/AAAAAAAACzQ/t4RU5LNwpNg/s72-c/Infomercial+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2999188470631128536</id><published>2011-09-30T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:16:27.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>India</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't sit by and watch anymore. God has taken the solitude of the summer to renew a passion in me for the mission He created me for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I work for SpringHill because our mission is to create life-changing experiences which enable young people to know and grow in their relationship with Jesus Christ. I have never been satisfied with that mission simply being in the Midwest of the United States. Over the past 6 years, God has been opening my eyes to the plight of a &amp;nbsp;particular group of people in India - the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.dalitnetwork.org/"&gt;Dalit&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This December, in a partnership with Granger Community Church,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://wedontlivenormallives.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jay Taylor&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I are going to India in order to do help do God's work with the Dalit children of Southern India. Our particular trip is being called "Hopes and Dreams" and our task, as it has been given to us, is to help teach the &lt;a href="http://www.dalitnetwork.org/"&gt;Dalit children&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the village of Kalavai that they are loved and valued by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" height="266" src="http://www.dalitnetwork.org/eeimages/uploads/cyclone_pic_(2).jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On top of the 13 people we are traveling with to India, we are looking for people who are excited about what we are doing and who are willing to partner with us, both prayerfully and financially. If you would like to partner with us, it is super easy to give.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can go to GCC's&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.gccwired.com/missiontrips"&gt;Support Page&lt;/a&gt;, create an account (very easy), and you're set. &amp;nbsp;If you'd rather a simpler method, you can use Paypal through&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&amp;amp;hosted_button_id=DYPQS5DG9TG9N"&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;In either case, you MUST indicate Jay Taylor or Liz Taylor for the funds to be allocated properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;If you want to find out more about what we are doing while in India, Jay and I would love to talk. The links below also provide information about the need in India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dalitnetwork.org/"&gt;Dalit Freedom Network&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- an organization building schools for Dalit children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5790574"&gt;Kalavai video&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- a village transformed by GCC through planting a church and starting small businesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifemission.typepad.com/"&gt;Life Mission International&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- the church planting organization working in partnership with GCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/0306/feature1/index.html?fs=www7.nationalgeographic.com"&gt;National Geographic&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- a gripping article on the oppression still present in the defunct caste system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-2999188470631128536?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2999188470631128536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2999188470631128536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2999188470631128536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2999188470631128536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/09/india.html' title='India'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8341459494035503261</id><published>2011-09-29T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T06:27:13.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I've had some time to think. . .</title><content type='html'>This past summer was an interesting experience for me. Working for a summer camp, I was undoubtedly super busy from May until September, but the part of my job that I didn't expect&amp;nbsp;was that the majority of time was spent alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had training where I was able to spend countless hours training all my little admins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3BByUhVvLnU/ToPWTlpL2yI/AAAAAAAABIU/Zq2XLLSpzsk/s1600/Summer+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3BByUhVvLnU/ToPWTlpL2yI/AAAAAAAABIU/Zq2XLLSpzsk/s320/Summer+2011+018.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AUlIASfFMLM/ToPWYVy9V9I/AAAAAAAABIY/GMo_iREEzLM/s1600/Summer+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AUlIASfFMLM/ToPWYVy9V9I/AAAAAAAABIY/GMo_iREEzLM/s320/Summer+2011+016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was able to travel and visit some of our day camp locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UP7woUmnmP0/ToPW9R9qC7I/AAAAAAAABIc/07vNAESZ5sY/s1600/Summer+2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UP7woUmnmP0/ToPW9R9qC7I/AAAAAAAABIc/07vNAESZ5sY/s320/Summer+2011+022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PM0t1TJhqVw/ToPW_AnLhYI/AAAAAAAABIg/p6mY1Sdw1R8/s1600/Summer+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PM0t1TJhqVw/ToPW_AnLhYI/AAAAAAAABIg/p6mY1Sdw1R8/s320/Summer+2011+021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vloiPvNvwiM/ToPXHXxnLjI/AAAAAAAABIk/mMt8B4MLtHY/s1600/Summer+2011+134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vloiPvNvwiM/ToPXHXxnLjI/AAAAAAAABIk/mMt8B4MLtHY/s320/Summer+2011+134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was able to host dozens of college students at my house for dinners and movie nights along with housing them for weeks of camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6NZy_mg4mA/ToPXNNgd3pI/AAAAAAAABIo/g51oMwK7KjQ/s1600/Summer+2011+153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6NZy_mg4mA/ToPXNNgd3pI/AAAAAAAABIo/g51oMwK7KjQ/s320/Summer+2011+153.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lqdJOJCeMCg/ToPXQbVKhEI/AAAAAAAABIs/7ULUVPzU3bY/s1600/Summer+2011+154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lqdJOJCeMCg/ToPXQbVKhEI/AAAAAAAABIs/7ULUVPzU3bY/s320/Summer+2011+154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the majority of the summer was spent here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5ZAUBwpjgg/ToPYhgYnrVI/AAAAAAAABIw/OAGLWONxmZo/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5ZAUBwpjgg/ToPYhgYnrVI/AAAAAAAABIw/OAGLWONxmZo/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alone. That solitude gave me a tremendous amount of time to think. Think about life, think about purpose, think about wall colors, think about friends, think about the things I have chosen to pursue in my life. I had time to analyze my job (I have not been working within my strengths). I had time pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a mission-driven person; my mission being that I want people to know God and I want children, especially, to know that they are loved by God. On paper and to the casual observer, I am working fully within that mission these days and yet I realize that I was created to move and act on that mission rather than merely sit and think about that mission. I was made to be with people, not just talk to them on the phone. I began to pray that God would allow me to use the gifts and talents that he has given me to join Him in His work in a tangible way. He answered that prayer in a way I never would have imagined, but details will need to wait until a later post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-8341459494035503261?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8341459494035503261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8341459494035503261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8341459494035503261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8341459494035503261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-ive-had-some-time-to-think.html' title='So I&apos;ve had some time to think. . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3BByUhVvLnU/ToPWTlpL2yI/AAAAAAAABIU/Zq2XLLSpzsk/s72-c/Summer+2011+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7003268895525225281</id><published>2011-09-21T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T19:01:14.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my goodness. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't posted since May 21st? I fail. Perhaps that is a good indicator of how much time my summer job took this past summer. Well, to jump back into the blogging world, let's look back at the Taylor/Davy Siblings trip to Michigan. Ben, Crystal, Melissa, Ben, Amy, Addison, and Nora traveled through the night and were with us for a weekend. Here are some pictures from that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Pool Time!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebQRh76D3pk/TnqTM9kFFLI/AAAAAAAABHM/tWZtiQZQ-fs/s1600/Summer+2011+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebQRh76D3pk/TnqTM9kFFLI/AAAAAAAABHM/tWZtiQZQ-fs/s400/Summer+2011+044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Fire crackers on the 4th!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iF5JgU1eCrA/TnqTYE81d-I/AAAAAAAABHQ/0MBStXLTBU0/s1600/Summer+2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iF5JgU1eCrA/TnqTYE81d-I/AAAAAAAABHQ/0MBStXLTBU0/s400/Summer+2011+052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVkLYVEXxTY/TnqTaZWyeMI/AAAAAAAABHU/vPQHAwv_UTo/s1600/Summer+2011+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVkLYVEXxTY/TnqTaZWyeMI/AAAAAAAABHU/vPQHAwv_UTo/s400/Summer+2011+068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Classy guys, classy . . . )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BYqK3CUEeiE/TnqTeO9BVZI/AAAAAAAABHY/4pWWDcWv0DA/s1600/Summer+2011+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BYqK3CUEeiE/TnqTeO9BVZI/AAAAAAAABHY/4pWWDcWv0DA/s400/Summer+2011+078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKZZOFDd4Ww/TnqTkgG4MXI/AAAAAAAABHc/L6e3HOsQ6yQ/s1600/Summer+2011+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKZZOFDd4Ww/TnqTkgG4MXI/AAAAAAAABHc/L6e3HOsQ6yQ/s400/Summer+2011+083.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ITyjD6E-qQ/TnqTql8ytlI/AAAAAAAABHg/aesUcXM-_80/s1600/Summer+2011+088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ITyjD6E-qQ/TnqTql8ytlI/AAAAAAAABHg/aesUcXM-_80/s400/Summer+2011+088.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBUwqLCr6vg/TnqTuicUjII/AAAAAAAABHk/jOz9cWpZmZk/s1600/Summer+2011+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBUwqLCr6vg/TnqTuicUjII/AAAAAAAABHk/jOz9cWpZmZk/s400/Summer+2011+089.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rg6XT9-BGVk/TnqTzRHO3YI/AAAAAAAABHo/O2ky_mztQDU/s1600/Summer+2011+092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rg6XT9-BGVk/TnqTzRHO3YI/AAAAAAAABHo/O2ky_mztQDU/s400/Summer+2011+092.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( The Coolest part of the whole playground. Addie got a ride . . . )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bfrRS3dpBA/TnqT8oLG31I/AAAAAAAABHs/_cg9JumRynI/s1600/Summer+2011+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bfrRS3dpBA/TnqT8oLG31I/AAAAAAAABHs/_cg9JumRynI/s400/Summer+2011+100.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Nora got a ride. . . )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMQHGQPzDZs/TnqUAKfBFUI/AAAAAAAABHw/r-EheXTtHRc/s1600/Summer+2011+101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMQHGQPzDZs/TnqUAKfBFUI/AAAAAAAABHw/r-EheXTtHRc/s400/Summer+2011+101.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(And the adults all made a try at it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Rumj_9SzMo/TnqUDWZ_1FI/AAAAAAAABH0/JJCD5UlG7KQ/s1600/Summer+2011+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Rumj_9SzMo/TnqUDWZ_1FI/AAAAAAAABH0/JJCD5UlG7KQ/s400/Summer+2011+102.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(the Taylor sibling method of choice: note the next three pictures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OH5rsTfvsPQ/TnqUGa6LTsI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZuvflQ8XVYo/s1600/Summer+2011+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OH5rsTfvsPQ/TnqUGa6LTsI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZuvflQ8XVYo/s400/Summer+2011+103.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDIZns0AHPw/TnqUJXa5kMI/AAAAAAAABH8/_LkNR25a3eY/s1600/Summer+2011+104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDIZns0AHPw/TnqUJXa5kMI/AAAAAAAABH8/_LkNR25a3eY/s400/Summer+2011+104.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9H3-Q9oAdGI/TnqUMmuTBXI/AAAAAAAABIA/94UwPIwCAro/s1600/Summer+2011+105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9H3-Q9oAdGI/TnqUMmuTBXI/AAAAAAAABIA/94UwPIwCAro/s400/Summer+2011+105.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(This method had more to do with modesty than efficiency)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAGg_duxDHU/TnqUQ-zldKI/AAAAAAAABIE/e0xaoYnNjOM/s1600/Summer+2011+106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAGg_duxDHU/TnqUQ-zldKI/AAAAAAAABIE/e0xaoYnNjOM/s400/Summer+2011+106.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I promise to update more soon - there are some big things coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and that does &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; mean I am pregnant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/7154292735357287500-7003268895525225281?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7003268895525225281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7003268895525225281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7003268895525225281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7003268895525225281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-my-goodness.html' title='Oh my goodness. . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebQRh76D3pk/TnqTM9kFFLI/AAAAAAAABHM/tWZtiQZQ-fs/s72-c/Summer+2011+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-93633016762049122</id><published>2011-05-01T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T11:20:54.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington DC</title><content type='html'>Last week Jay and I decided to make the 20 hour round trip to visit our friend Levi and Courtney out in DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never been there, so I totally did the tourist thing complete with a tour book and a camera. I am a History Major and the East Coast is a treasure trove for a history buff like myself, so &amp;nbsp;I felt a little bit like I was meeting someone really famous the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left home Thursday night, stayed in fabulous hotel in Youngstown, OH, and made it to Levi and Courtney's Friday afternoon. We got to see where they lived, we ate some yummy Lebanese food and played some&amp;nbsp;vicious&amp;nbsp;Settlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we rode the metro (underground-Yikes!) to the Eastern market for breakfast and some shopping. (Can you tell Jay thought these giraffes were cool?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nXEUWhH_f9g/Tb2fdGaxPRI/AAAAAAAABFo/haNN8J2330A/s1600/dc+trip+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nXEUWhH_f9g/Tb2fdGaxPRI/AAAAAAAABFo/haNN8J2330A/s400/dc+trip+001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw24CGqjd9Q/Tb2hVkpVNsI/AAAAAAAABGo/BhsMSIP4IA0/s1600/dc+trip+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw24CGqjd9Q/Tb2hVkpVNsI/AAAAAAAABGo/BhsMSIP4IA0/s400/dc+trip+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(This is from the most crammed used bookstore I have ever been in. The owner even gave us a warning when we walked in to beware of falling books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pC4XIfe3L0U/Tb2feldS-gI/AAAAAAAABFs/u16kB4xNxvY/s1600/dc+trip+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pC4XIfe3L0U/Tb2feldS-gI/AAAAAAAABFs/u16kB4xNxvY/s400/dc+trip+004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We bought fruit at the Eastern market to eat the next day, but we then had to carry it around with us all day. The most memorable piece of fruit was our&amp;nbsp;cantaloupe, Wilson. The picture below is the only shot he made it in, so this is Jay, Wilson and myself in front of the Library of Congress (Wilson is wearing the black bag).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8B5tMNFdNA/Tb2ffgIzUPI/AAAAAAAABFw/fO8tc5feb10/s1600/dc+trip+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8B5tMNFdNA/Tb2ffgIzUPI/AAAAAAAABFw/fO8tc5feb10/s400/dc+trip+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6-_X7dduOw/Tb2fhW8DvSI/AAAAAAAABF0/UhiujT6spfU/s1600/dc+trip+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6-_X7dduOw/Tb2fhW8DvSI/AAAAAAAABF0/UhiujT6spfU/s400/dc+trip+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5T7lrj1p1M/Tb2fjw-S2LI/AAAAAAAABF4/dAwjjapW5Vk/s1600/dc+trip+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5T7lrj1p1M/Tb2fjw-S2LI/AAAAAAAABF4/dAwjjapW5Vk/s400/dc+trip+009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIxH3Dw0B74/Tb2fo4K0SBI/AAAAAAAABF8/8E82ks1gaYc/s1600/dc+trip+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIxH3Dw0B74/Tb2fo4K0SBI/AAAAAAAABF8/8E82ks1gaYc/s400/dc+trip+011.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The botanical gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmuJ9azw2zI/Tb2fqKGRGtI/AAAAAAAABGA/Qi050OvOPEU/s1600/dc+trip+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmuJ9azw2zI/Tb2fqKGRGtI/AAAAAAAABGA/Qi050OvOPEU/s400/dc+trip+012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1vEY2bbQno/Tb2frOhuZgI/AAAAAAAABGE/RaHG2VmNBzc/s1600/dc+trip+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1vEY2bbQno/Tb2frOhuZgI/AAAAAAAABGE/RaHG2VmNBzc/s400/dc+trip+013.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Awkward shot in front of the Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_N8yMVJkTU/Tb2fsv2tKfI/AAAAAAAABGI/dCDwaNEkrKY/s1600/dc+trip+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_N8yMVJkTU/Tb2fsv2tKfI/AAAAAAAABGI/dCDwaNEkrKY/s400/dc+trip+014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyGDDY3fx8k/Tb2ft-aCPtI/AAAAAAAABGM/sa6IC8Mbk48/s1600/dc+trip+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyGDDY3fx8k/Tb2ft-aCPtI/AAAAAAAABGM/sa6IC8Mbk48/s400/dc+trip+016.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our wonderful hosts at the end of the mall (it is under contruction right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxqWOViEnwY/Tb2fvhTo8NI/AAAAAAAABGQ/TnDHlwL1grE/s1600/dc+trip+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxqWOViEnwY/Tb2fvhTo8NI/AAAAAAAABGQ/TnDHlwL1grE/s400/dc+trip+019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Drakes, don't forget pillar number 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Us2yuMKOMHs/Tb2fw3G3RwI/AAAAAAAABGU/hotidxHJLyQ/s1600/dc+trip+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Us2yuMKOMHs/Tb2fw3G3RwI/AAAAAAAABGU/hotidxHJLyQ/s320/dc+trip+020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Courtney and Levi's church meets in the afternoon, so Sunday morning we went for a hike. The day turned hot, but the hike was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6tXidUPL9Ws/Tb2f13K751I/AAAAAAAABGY/YGSrgaKr70U/s1600/dc+trip+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6tXidUPL9Ws/Tb2f13K751I/AAAAAAAABGY/YGSrgaKr70U/s400/dc+trip+027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jay showing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4HrLMrfRKQ/Tb2f7kTOZnI/AAAAAAAABGc/KqTZIL342s8/s1600/dc+trip+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4HrLMrfRKQ/Tb2f7kTOZnI/AAAAAAAABGc/KqTZIL342s8/s400/dc+trip+025.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have no idea why this creek was orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8qo4quYZodY/Tb2f82QVsLI/AAAAAAAABGg/EgkRMoQzTvE/s1600/dc+trip+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8qo4quYZodY/Tb2f82QVsLI/AAAAAAAABGg/EgkRMoQzTvE/s400/dc+trip+026.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We took a trail that was technically closed and this is the reason why. The trail was just a little bit flooded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxozdY5hpYg/Tb2f-OK_TuI/AAAAAAAABGk/5JJfOQ6LnkU/s1600/dc+trip+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxozdY5hpYg/Tb2f-OK_TuI/AAAAAAAABGk/5JJfOQ6LnkU/s400/dc+trip+022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So the boys decided to forge the river while the girls took the (high and) dry road. But enjoy their wading adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2037a82b84a73204" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2037a82b84a73204%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390940%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CDB7907D1ED513FE49B6B74E420A51BFC2F643A.862F7180BAF60D86D6D9D81834071C57B2FCD764%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2037a82b84a73204%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4HbkigoJ8yYrLuLNfujOMNKo-x0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2037a82b84a73204%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390940%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CDB7907D1ED513FE49B6B74E420A51BFC2F643A.862F7180BAF60D86D6D9D81834071C57B2FCD764%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2037a82b84a73204%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4HbkigoJ8yYrLuLNfujOMNKo-x0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Drakes for a fantastic weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-93633016762049122?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/93633016762049122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=93633016762049122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/93633016762049122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/93633016762049122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/05/washington-dc.html' title='Washington DC'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nXEUWhH_f9g/Tb2fdGaxPRI/AAAAAAAABFo/haNN8J2330A/s72-c/dc+trip+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2972962146038462209</id><published>2011-04-17T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T09:59:22.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not handy, but I try.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am the first to admit that I am not the handiest girl in the world. I can follow directions, but I just don't have a great sense about how things work. I am making a&amp;nbsp;concerted&amp;nbsp;effort in this new house to figure things out and become more handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first room Jay and I have decided to tackle is our office. We will probably spend as much time in there as we will in our own bedroom. We took an evening trip to Ikea (very dangerous move), and came home with two desks to help launch our office space. Jay put his together in a morning, but I told him that I wanted to put together mine all on my own as part of my home-owners training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after work on Wednesday, I settled myself in to tackle this new project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mountain of boxed desks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N468-8lAfDU/TasVyg8tmcI/AAAAAAAABFA/4M89lo1d2Zo/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N468-8lAfDU/TasVyg8tmcI/AAAAAAAABFA/4M89lo1d2Zo/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My project- The Lasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYmIIuW9gM8/TasV76N2nEI/AAAAAAAABFE/FacDpwKKFic/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYmIIuW9gM8/TasV76N2nEI/AAAAAAAABFE/FacDpwKKFic/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taking inventory of my pieces (for the record, Jay was mocking my process at this point)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bztWQQ7c_iQ/TasWKUWl0oI/AAAAAAAABFI/WbN83avA2aQ/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bztWQQ7c_iQ/TasWKUWl0oI/AAAAAAAABFI/WbN83avA2aQ/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My desk even included a drawer-Jay didn't have to deal with a drawer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJE8rOqxgXc/TasWT1XtFLI/AAAAAAAABFM/yMrawm7Mp40/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJE8rOqxgXc/TasWT1XtFLI/AAAAAAAABFM/yMrawm7Mp40/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;An hour and a half in and the book-shelf portion was done. I was not doing well with time at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvqFt_D61os/TasYHPV2uwI/AAAAAAAABFQ/6UeCJoRtSZE/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvqFt_D61os/TasYHPV2uwI/AAAAAAAABFQ/6UeCJoRtSZE/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it took me 3 1/2 hours (and one very smashed finger) to finish, but I did it! Jay only helped once and it was because he insisted on tightening some of my screws. (For some reason, that last statement sounds dirty - it isn't supposed to be).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So here are some concluding pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jay and Chango observing the mess of our office before the desks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uk_YMLNOrHM/TasZJGHbC4I/AAAAAAAABFU/uaexFvTFWSo/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uk_YMLNOrHM/TasZJGHbC4I/AAAAAAAABFU/uaexFvTFWSo/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the "finished" project. I have that word in parenthesis because we are far from finished, but this shows both of the desks put together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUTVkIqhP5w/TasZSHyxmDI/AAAAAAAABFY/ity2zj0u3f8/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUTVkIqhP5w/TasZSHyxmDI/AAAAAAAABFY/ity2zj0u3f8/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The view from the other side of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LcLkE66mkPM/TasZbaY7OzI/AAAAAAAABFc/uqAqIUDRTck/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LcLkE66mkPM/TasZbaY7OzI/AAAAAAAABFc/uqAqIUDRTck/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Paint will be the next step in this room. It is all very beige, but that will be a project for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-2972962146038462209?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2972962146038462209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2972962146038462209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2972962146038462209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2972962146038462209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-not-handy-but-i-try.html' title='I&apos;m not handy, but I try.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N468-8lAfDU/TasVyg8tmcI/AAAAAAAABFA/4M89lo1d2Zo/s72-c/new+house+%2526+sale+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7252669396270565425</id><published>2011-04-16T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T11:12:28.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new house</title><content type='html'>(Insert Drum Roll here _____________) Ladies and Gentlemen, here is the moment you have all been waiting for. Some (very rough) pictures of our new house. Please Pardon the mess, we are still working on configuring the rooms, but this will give you a good idea of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our great room area. Appreciate the lovely plaid sectional, but don't judge. It was free and it is really comfy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9C5pgYGWJ1I/TanXURN3SuI/AAAAAAAABEA/gBBskm20GO0/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9C5pgYGWJ1I/TanXURN3SuI/AAAAAAAABEA/gBBskm20GO0/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eating portion of the great room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9HWU2Yg7Ns/TanXX29kAYI/AAAAAAAABEE/w7QOM9gikMo/s1600/new+house+%2526+sale+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9HWU2Yg7Ns/TanXX29kAYI/AAAAAAAABEE/w7QOM9gikMo/s320/new+house+%2526+sale+021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our room the first couple of nights- there are less piles now, bedside lamps and different curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwehxmBjvDs/TanXqMLjegI/AAAAAAAABEM/k0Vt1h6LctI/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwehxmBjvDs/TanXqMLjegI/AAAAAAAABEM/k0Vt1h6LctI/s320/062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is our extra room/one-day-baby-room. It is just a holding pen right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnd5XFMy-Ag/TanXrc4nrYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/-CmkniqwADM/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnd5XFMy-Ag/TanXrc4nrYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/-CmkniqwADM/s320/063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our new washer and dryer (insert sigh of happiness here), and the next shot is Jay and I watching them do their thing. It is amazing, I can do an entire week's worth of laundry in one load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2j8-7r4Oz8/TanXsWnMnsI/AAAAAAAABEU/QRcTgiurcJY/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2j8-7r4Oz8/TanXsWnMnsI/AAAAAAAABEU/QRcTgiurcJY/s320/064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRWzdDKdA80/TanXoy-LjqI/AAAAAAAABEI/aWYHVlN96Rk/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRWzdDKdA80/TanXoy-LjqI/AAAAAAAABEI/aWYHVlN96Rk/s320/061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is the guest room. If you come and visit, this will be where you get to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQj9ixY_mg8/TanXtrdhVnI/AAAAAAAABEY/eWEhX9z9TBU/s1600/065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQj9ixY_mg8/TanXtrdhVnI/AAAAAAAABEY/eWEhX9z9TBU/s320/065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the workout/craft room. It doesn't look much different at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjTClOO0Ta0/TanXu1N0MqI/AAAAAAAABEc/flh3EqpOoYI/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjTClOO0Ta0/TanXu1N0MqI/AAAAAAAABEc/flh3EqpOoYI/s320/066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The guest bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8Aa7T-wugk/TanXwJcwQ7I/AAAAAAAABEg/M0wWChsPIbQ/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8Aa7T-wugk/TanXwJcwQ7I/AAAAAAAABEg/M0wWChsPIbQ/s320/067.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Upstairs hallway looking from the bedrooms to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMiGLCuOXi8/TanXxPwNQXI/AAAAAAAABEk/88PPeaqTPkI/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMiGLCuOXi8/TanXxPwNQXI/AAAAAAAABEk/88PPeaqTPkI/s320/068.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The office a week ago - we own a lot of books. That is what is in most of the boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NMhrm8Y_3A/TanXyfI9U3I/AAAAAAAABEo/IQHd60qNxmM/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NMhrm8Y_3A/TanXyfI9U3I/AAAAAAAABEo/IQHd60qNxmM/s320/069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6m8w-PF8rus/Tana0LP-ysI/AAAAAAAABEs/phr5IwE4A9g/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6m8w-PF8rus/Tana0LP-ysI/AAAAAAAABEs/phr5IwE4A9g/s320/072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;First floor powder room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZz0na9mj4s/Tana1_fA6XI/AAAAAAAABEw/cRmRKLUZQMA/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZz0na9mj4s/Tana1_fA6XI/AAAAAAAABEw/cRmRKLUZQMA/s320/075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our front room/entryway. Hopefully one day this will be our dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uIfD_WyLM8/Tana4803HFI/AAAAAAAABE0/Q5YA96x7O2g/s1600/076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uIfD_WyLM8/Tana4803HFI/AAAAAAAABE0/Q5YA96x7O2g/s320/076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jay's man-cave/the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pK3akw0gFPo/Tana66tgJQI/AAAAAAAABE4/zwdLNW8HevA/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pK3akw0gFPo/Tana66tgJQI/AAAAAAAABE4/zwdLNW8HevA/s320/077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Looking in from the front room to the great room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ts3k-7Wnf_o/Tana8NbulNI/AAAAAAAABE8/0Stjuob1LRE/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ts3k-7Wnf_o/Tana8NbulNI/AAAAAAAABE8/0Stjuob1LRE/s320/078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will post more pictures later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7252669396270565425?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7252669396270565425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7252669396270565425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7252669396270565425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7252669396270565425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-house.html' title='The new house'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9C5pgYGWJ1I/TanXURN3SuI/AAAAAAAABEA/gBBskm20GO0/s72-c/new+house+%2526+sale+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-6096950928628789314</id><published>2011-04-16T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T10:26:33.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida!</title><content type='html'>We were blessed to able to go to Florida for 10 DAYS last month! Here are some pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qdXk5B02-4/TanP5dBIZ2I/AAAAAAAABDo/EZQrCeFXMEk/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qdXk5B02-4/TanP5dBIZ2I/AAAAAAAABDo/EZQrCeFXMEk/s320/031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(The brand new Disney Dream. Several Hundred yards away and it still couldn't all fit in one shot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yxCjY9gM2A0/TanP8G0OgfI/AAAAAAAABDs/3DBTWJakVS4/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yxCjY9gM2A0/TanP8G0OgfI/AAAAAAAABDs/3DBTWJakVS4/s320/038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(in the 80's and perfectly sunny everyday of our trip. I have been going to Florida my whole life and never have I experienced weather as great as it was this year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qseNkJ6aA-w/TanP_WnXgJI/AAAAAAAABDw/HpPOD6V69GI/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qseNkJ6aA-w/TanP_WnXgJI/AAAAAAAABDw/HpPOD6V69GI/s320/039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(golfing the "Fairways" - it really was just competitive between Mom and Jay. Dad and I were not quite as lucky as them on that particular night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIPXK6bUj6w/TanQC5gy2zI/AAAAAAAABD0/4LNhR5yRXcI/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIPXK6bUj6w/TanQC5gy2zI/AAAAAAAABD0/4LNhR5yRXcI/s320/047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(this picture is for Laura - this is where she stayed when she went to Disney to audition for Ariel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2l9EqI6pXA/TanQHF5mopI/AAAAAAAABD4/GRw1oS220vA/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2l9EqI6pXA/TanQHF5mopI/AAAAAAAABD4/GRw1oS220vA/s640/053.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Dad and I were made to be in front of the camera. As for the other two . . . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwB2g1NCgDY/TanQJFvAg_I/AAAAAAAABD8/Fba3p3PGAb0/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwB2g1NCgDY/TanQJFvAg_I/AAAAAAAABD8/Fba3p3PGAb0/s320/057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1501539099"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1501539100"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-6096950928628789314?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6096950928628789314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=6096950928628789314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6096950928628789314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6096950928628789314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/04/florida.html' title='Florida!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qdXk5B02-4/TanP5dBIZ2I/AAAAAAAABDo/EZQrCeFXMEk/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-6525671181889727468</id><published>2011-02-24T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:53:34.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Worst Date Ever!</title><content type='html'>I find myself at this moment sitting in a coffee shop in Rochester Hills waiting for a young friend of mine to show up. We made this coffee date last week and I am super excited to catch up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking into this shop, I felt a strange sense of dread and I had an uncomfortable ache grow inside me. Suddenly, it hit me. I went on one of the worst dates ever in this exact coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where I am sitting, I can see the table where I awkwardly sat for an hour and a half on that fateful night. (an hour and twenty nine minutes too long for that particular date)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Cue Flashback***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known that night would not turn out well based on how it all began. I was attending OU and was actively involved in Campus Crusade there. I was starting to make a small group of friends and I had high hopes that this was going to be the Christian community I craved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night after CRU, a quieter new friend of mine (Let's call him "Bill") approached me and made reference to a previous weekend's Crusade event that we were both at. Bill kept saying how fun it was, and how we should do it again sometime. I agreed to the "fun" of the event and we parted ways for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I arrived home, a girl-friend of mine from the group called me up. She was gushing about how happy she was that I had agreed to go out with Bill and that he had been working up the courage to ask me out for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly told her that I had no idea that Bill had asked me out, but that I am always willing to try anything once. More concrete plans were later made for a coffee date with Bill after the next CRU meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill was so nervous. He barely said one word to me the whole ride to the Coffee Shop (I had to drive by the way), and when the Coffee girl asked whether we our orders were together or apart and he didn't answer (he was too busy looking at his shoes), I stepped in and firmly stated "Apart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our drinks to the table and I am not sure Bill would have said anything had I not asked him questions about his life, family, interests etc... I left the questions open ended, but he still only graced me with one word answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I asked what his summer plans were. He said he wasn't sure but he was considering coming to SpringHill with me. (Oh boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation as I drove him back to his dorm was as non-existent as the ride to the Coffee Shop, and as he got out of the car, he asked me if we could do it again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shrugged and shook my head "No". His head dropped as he trudged through the snow to him dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***End Flashback***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, Bill was a very sweet guy. He was just shy and I hope that God has blessed him wit a girl who is isn't as intimidating (was that it? I still don't know) as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is your turn. What was your worst date ever? I would love to hear the tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-6525671181889727468?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6525671181889727468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=6525671181889727468' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6525671181889727468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6525671181889727468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/02/flashback-worst-date-ever.html' title='Flashback Worst Date Ever!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-9125311886765746941</id><published>2011-02-14T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:52:07.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines and a Dog Fight</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may I take just a moment of your time to brag about my fantastic husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqqYdhAUIcU/SP_8q50up3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/F0npg_RxCBs/s1600/231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqqYdhAUIcU/SP_8q50up3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/F0npg_RxCBs/s320/231.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am going to. Jay has always been a romantic guy. When we lived in Lincoln, we lived within a block of a flower shop, and Jay loved to surprise me with beautiful flowers. I think he knew the proprietor of the shop by name. Since we have lived in Michigan, the flowers have been a bit scarce, but today he brought this beautiful bouquet of Tulips. They have been working towards a bloom all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o25dRAZpOUQ/TVmwNLo-BsI/AAAAAAAABCw/Hp-bPeX_b8k/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o25dRAZpOUQ/TVmwNLo-BsI/AAAAAAAABCw/Hp-bPeX_b8k/s320/028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In less happy news, Chango was attacked by a Golden Retriever during our run this morning. Neither of us saw it coming. Now for anyone who knows Chango, they know he has zero fight in him. He is the sweetest dog in the world and I couldn't believe this mean golden was trying to (literally) rip his leg off.&lt;br /&gt;(who would want to hurt this little guy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-1CMsU4c4M/SYkEqP4SLUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/77IjwUmtRXc/s1600/Its+a+new+year+2009+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-1CMsU4c4M/SYkEqP4SLUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/77IjwUmtRXc/s320/Its+a+new+year+2009+033.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zKhDhQYVMLE/S1PcVqeXOkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/qy85GJA9-HY/s1600/DSCN0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zKhDhQYVMLE/S1PcVqeXOkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/qy85GJA9-HY/s320/DSCN0752.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, the dog defense skills I learned in Chihuahua kicked in (and perhaps a little Mother Bear instinct) and I kicked this other dog, yelled and made myself huge and loud to frighten it off of my puppy. We survived unscathed physically, but Chango has been very quiet all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion: Chango, I am sorry for moving you to such a dangerous street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay, I love you and you are my favorite valentine I have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phTVO16gf08/Sf8J2FW9hII/AAAAAAAAAkM/WvwHsJ2NdIU/s1600/swine+flu+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phTVO16gf08/Sf8J2FW9hII/AAAAAAAAAkM/WvwHsJ2NdIU/s320/swine+flu+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-9125311886765746941?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/9125311886765746941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=9125311886765746941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/9125311886765746941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/9125311886765746941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-and-dog-fight.html' title='Valentines and a Dog Fight'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqqYdhAUIcU/SP_8q50up3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/F0npg_RxCBs/s72-c/231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3771096989093247315</id><published>2011-01-28T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:42:58.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have learned today</title><content type='html'>1. My "snow boots" really don't work that well on snow. Perhaps they should be called "slip-a-lot-on-snow boots".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sometimes, when the hot cocoa machine says "Stop when 3/4 full", you should stop at 3/4 full. If you don't, you may be reprimanded by kitchen staff and will end up with burns on your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this newly acquired knowledge is helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3771096989093247315?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3771096989093247315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3771096989093247315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3771096989093247315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3771096989093247315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-i-have-learned-today.html' title='Things I have learned today'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7651644460696697041</id><published>2011-01-25T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:24:05.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Tart</title><content type='html'>This question needs a quick preface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very tired lately, and although I enjoy pop and coffee, I am trying to limit my&amp;nbsp;caffeine intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solution: try a multi-vitamin. My mom always made me take vitamins growing up whenever I was acting particularly tired, so this seemed like a natural step. When I was little (ok, through college) it was was gummy bear vitamins, but seeing that I am turning (gulp) 27 next month, I thought it was time I took a grown up vitamin. I went to CVS and carefully choose a vitamin that promised it would be gentle on my very sensitive stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't work. This vitamin made me so sick. I stopped taking it for a whole month because I hated how it made me feel. The battle raged in my mind; do I throw them out? Do I try them with food? Do I keep them, but hide them and just go vitamin-less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I got up the nerve and tried them with food, and lo and behold, it helped. They still upset my stomach a little, so I have been rewarding myself with a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TT8wreLF3MI/AAAAAAAABCU/ELY8IdHkFRY/s1600/poptart-cinnamon.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TT8wreLF3MI/AAAAAAAABCU/ELY8IdHkFRY/s320/poptart-cinnamon.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;every time I am grown up enough to take my vitamin, and I feel pretty good about system. Plus, it is a great conversation starter here in our offices at Kensington.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So my question for the world is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Does anyone else reward themselves for doing tasks? If so, what are the tasks and what is the reward?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7651644460696697041?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7651644460696697041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7651644460696697041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7651644460696697041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7651644460696697041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2011/01/pop-tart.html' title='Pop Tart'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TT8wreLF3MI/AAAAAAAABCU/ELY8IdHkFRY/s72-c/poptart-cinnamon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8443350411272429831</id><published>2010-12-22T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:24:47.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking and Bonding</title><content type='html'>It has been a few years since I have been at the original Baking and Bonding. I have hosted my own in other countries and other states, but, boy, did it feel good to be back with my roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I remember, the "Bonding" far outweighs the "Baking". It is loud, colorful, and competitive, and many things said at this party should never be repeated outside of the circle of people who attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far, the best gingerbread house display (vote for it at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=846767369465&amp;amp;set=a.626867076415.2279915.22413564"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=846767369465&amp;amp;set=a.626867076415.2279915.22413564&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJPKtIu5ZI/AAAAAAAABBk/5K9Tv7eMm3A/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJPKtIu5ZI/AAAAAAAABBk/5K9Tv7eMm3A/s400/023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Buckeyes (and for all the UofM fans, "I-hate-Ohio-State-balls")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJPnFpqQqI/AAAAAAAABBo/ww1v0oSDrh0/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJPnFpqQqI/AAAAAAAABBo/ww1v0oSDrh0/s400/028.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The men doing the manly sugar-cookie-decorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJP6f173cI/AAAAAAAABBs/gwMDjd8VwGs/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJP6f173cI/AAAAAAAABBs/gwMDjd8VwGs/s400/029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, I love this man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJQM9xQrEI/AAAAAAAABBw/xz47TTa1RvI/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJQM9xQrEI/AAAAAAAABBw/xz47TTa1RvI/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-8443350411272429831?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8443350411272429831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8443350411272429831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8443350411272429831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8443350411272429831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/12/baking-and-bonding.html' title='Baking and Bonding'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJPKtIu5ZI/AAAAAAAABBk/5K9Tv7eMm3A/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3419629205969324738</id><published>2010-12-22T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:14:49.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since we are about to go back. . .</title><content type='html'>Jay and I are leaving for Nebraska today, and I realized I never posted my pictures from the last trip, so here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nora is not drunk, but I think the look on her face is priceless, combined with the fact that she was fascinated by her Uncle Jay's empty beer bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJM3odqERI/AAAAAAAABBU/-ndIs4_aSE4/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJM3odqERI/AAAAAAAABBU/-ndIs4_aSE4/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the final Nebraska and Colorado game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJNUxRojRI/AAAAAAAABBY/qtLKnmRmMgY/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJNUxRojRI/AAAAAAAABBY/qtLKnmRmMgY/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The men being manly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJNs4bV5RI/AAAAAAAABBc/H5uT4LGJYys/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJNs4bV5RI/AAAAAAAABBc/H5uT4LGJYys/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nora was also fascinated by Chango. Chango on the other hand was tolerant of Nora. He even treated her to a few kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJN65dK7CI/AAAAAAAABBg/rJRpgbiFAYo/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJN65dK7CI/AAAAAAAABBg/rJRpgbiFAYo/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3419629205969324738?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3419629205969324738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3419629205969324738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3419629205969324738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3419629205969324738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/12/since-we-are-about-to-go-back.html' title='Since we are about to go back. . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJM3odqERI/AAAAAAAABBU/-ndIs4_aSE4/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4791849811573660604</id><published>2010-12-22T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:08:11.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Narah:</title><content type='html'>Dear Narah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I think it would be fun to be in Michigan when you are here. Let's try and make that happen.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We thought of you and your family a lot on the day this picture was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJMeayHkYI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ELU8ahSAST4/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJMeayHkYI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ELU8ahSAST4/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-4791849811573660604?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4791849811573660604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4791849811573660604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4791849811573660604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4791849811573660604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-narah.html' title='To Narah:'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TRJMeayHkYI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ELU8ahSAST4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3447863291508297999</id><published>2010-11-14T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T18:59:41.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Promised.</title><content type='html'>Here are some picture of Ramona Jean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCf-iY81KI/AAAAAAAABAE/6HMxxrGHLUY/s1600/349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCf-iY81KI/AAAAAAAABAE/6HMxxrGHLUY/s400/349.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCgH-dXZ1I/AAAAAAAABAI/Xr5WaQOldj0/s1600/346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCgH-dXZ1I/AAAAAAAABAI/Xr5WaQOldj0/s400/346.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a well documented little girl:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCgi895gCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/8GfKnoj-FRQ/s1600/350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCgi895gCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/8GfKnoj-FRQ/s320/350.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping contented in her Uncle Jay's arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCgbsf8tfI/AAAAAAAABAM/AL6dfTCJ7xg/s1600/353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCgbsf8tfI/AAAAAAAABAM/AL6dfTCJ7xg/s320/353.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, Ramona, this is your family. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOChHhbmmpI/AAAAAAAABAU/rdkpCVxgni8/s1600/357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOChHhbmmpI/AAAAAAAABAU/rdkpCVxgni8/s320/357.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two kids under 3 - Good luck Matt and Megs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOChiBSZsTI/AAAAAAAABAY/Q6V1EnVPYbk/s1600/367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOChiBSZsTI/AAAAAAAABAY/Q6V1EnVPYbk/s320/367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are a beautiful baby girl Ramona - we will see you again in a few weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOChqUyycWI/AAAAAAAABAc/mGFJJXgq2jc/s1600/362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOChqUyycWI/AAAAAAAABAc/mGFJJXgq2jc/s320/362.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3447863291508297999?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3447863291508297999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3447863291508297999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3447863291508297999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3447863291508297999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-promised.html' title='As Promised.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TOCf-iY81KI/AAAAAAAABAE/6HMxxrGHLUY/s72-c/349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-6749585172631387929</id><published>2010-11-12T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T06:32:56.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cooke is on its way!</title><content type='html'>I found out this morning that my sister in law, Megan, is in labor! For real this time. She has had false labor for the past month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for her and baby Cooke (gender and name still to be announced).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and I are tentatively planning on heading to Grand Rapids tomorrow to see them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-6749585172631387929?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6749585172631387929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=6749585172631387929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6749585172631387929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6749585172631387929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/11/baby-cooke-is-on-its-way.html' title='Baby Cooke is on its way!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8740154907620925339</id><published>2010-10-26T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T19:22:46.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three years - and still good!</title><content type='html'>Jay and I had our 3 year anniversary last week. Traditionally a newlywed couple would save, freeze and eat their wedding cake topper on their first anniversary. We have never been very traditional in our life choices, so things went more like this: After the wedding, the cake was wrapped, frozen and put in my parents' freezer. Our first year anniversary was spent in Mexico - no cake. Our second year anniversary was spent in Nebraska - still no cake (Not even a thought of cake). This year we are in Michigan and my mom forced a foil wrapped package into my hands a couple of days before the big day. We weren't sure 3 year old cake would be any good, but we decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeLdln9fGI/AAAAAAAAA_0/jicZY-zV0lk/s1600/341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeLdln9fGI/AAAAAAAAA_0/jicZY-zV0lk/s320/341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And you know what - it tasted great. I mean, our citrus and&amp;nbsp;raspberry&amp;nbsp;cake was delicious to begin with (most wedding cakes aren't, but ours was), and I was able to enjoy it more because I wasn't having my stomach shrunk by a white&amp;nbsp;taffeta&amp;nbsp;bodice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeM27b9CMI/AAAAAAAAA_4/XFGRwtE3EVo/s1600/343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeM27b9CMI/AAAAAAAAA_4/XFGRwtE3EVo/s320/343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for yummy cake. Yeah for caterers using liberal amounts of foil to protect the cake. And most importantly - Yeah for 3 years married to my very favorite man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-8740154907620925339?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8740154907620925339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8740154907620925339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8740154907620925339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8740154907620925339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/10/three-years-and-still-good.html' title='Three years - and still good!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeLdln9fGI/AAAAAAAAA_0/jicZY-zV0lk/s72-c/341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-440154600129171077</id><published>2010-10-26T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T19:01:29.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall in Michigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeG5IgJOeI/AAAAAAAAA_c/oHhzbf6p54U/s1600/328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeG5IgJOeI/AAAAAAAAA_c/oHhzbf6p54U/s320/328.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The colors have been spectacular this year in Southeast Michigan. Unfortunately, we had a windstorm today so they may be gone by tomorrow. So this post is in honor of the colors of fall. These pictures are from our yard and our block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeHRbZdySI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BcL6zWKU25E/s1600/330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeHRbZdySI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BcL6zWKU25E/s320/330.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeHUXB7DQI/AAAAAAAAA_k/noWHQrDYkbM/s1600/331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeHUXB7DQI/AAAAAAAAA_k/noWHQrDYkbM/s320/331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeHbGoLa1I/AAAAAAAAA_s/uO8Ze2dm3Lw/s1600/333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeHbGoLa1I/AAAAAAAAA_s/uO8Ze2dm3Lw/s320/333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeH1bIhDwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/5EZtYFoBA90/s1600/338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeH1bIhDwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/5EZtYFoBA90/s320/338.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-440154600129171077?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/440154600129171077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=440154600129171077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/440154600129171077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/440154600129171077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-in-michigan.html' title='Fall in Michigan'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TMeG5IgJOeI/AAAAAAAAA_c/oHhzbf6p54U/s72-c/328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7096180706102112984</id><published>2010-09-23T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:09:01.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Miles turns 2 (and we get to play a little)</title><content type='html'>One of the joys of living in MI is getting to attend celebrations with my side of the family. A couple of weeks ago my nephew, Miles, turned 2. Here are some shots from that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuF5QcZSjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/o9HhW-trd8k/s1600/169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuF5QcZSjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/o9HhW-trd8k/s400/169.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuF-FGWZOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/_NBw5Jjen3Y/s1600/172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuF-FGWZOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/_NBw5Jjen3Y/s400/172.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Miles with his truck cake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuGCANUBAI/AAAAAAAAA90/7L46CRQ2A6k/s1600/174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuGCANUBAI/AAAAAAAAA90/7L46CRQ2A6k/s640/174.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And since we were already on the road that weekend, the Ronkettos invited up to their lake house for a day on the water. It was incredibly&amp;nbsp;luxurious&amp;nbsp;and relaxing. Thanks Rons for a great 24hrs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuHqyyDzsI/AAAAAAAAA98/xrEfRhPQS8Q/s1600/176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuHqyyDzsI/AAAAAAAAA98/xrEfRhPQS8Q/s320/176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We all got to ride on the boat, and by all I mean 6 adults and 3 dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuH1bqnyjI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ohAUKIduLSU/s1600/183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuH1bqnyjI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ohAUKIduLSU/s320/183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuH4cWHm8I/AAAAAAAAA-U/ABj6ov1gGVU/s1600/197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuH4cWHm8I/AAAAAAAAA-U/ABj6ov1gGVU/s320/197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuH8iUPNII/AAAAAAAAA-c/AnP92xlIhLM/s1600/203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuH8iUPNII/AAAAAAAAA-c/AnP92xlIhLM/s320/203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to wakeboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuHvjLQh0I/AAAAAAAAA-E/PpoiwHHsf2A/s1600/180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuHvjLQh0I/AAAAAAAAA-E/PpoiwHHsf2A/s400/180.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuI6_-q-iI/AAAAAAAAA_M/pW4KgQr1xJA/s1600/188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuI6_-q-iI/AAAAAAAAA_M/pW4KgQr1xJA/s400/188.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Jay learned how to wake-surf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuICGeUeeI/AAAAAAAAA-k/YkZy6ssYSBM/s1600/218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuICGeUeeI/AAAAAAAAA-k/YkZy6ssYSBM/s400/218.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuIHS2qyoI/AAAAAAAAA-s/-Hd--jCmkKE/s1600/222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuIHS2qyoI/AAAAAAAAA-s/-Hd--jCmkKE/s400/222.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sort Of. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuILlcLQeI/AAAAAAAAA-0/gKa9Bn9Hus0/s1600/229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuILlcLQeI/AAAAAAAAA-0/gKa9Bn9Hus0/s400/229.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok - not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuIP98ofnI/AAAAAAAAA-8/fsLH4O6Z0cM/s1600/223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuIP98ofnI/AAAAAAAAA-8/fsLH4O6Z0cM/s400/223.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And to cap off this post, it will end the way all good posts should end, with a pic of Chango-Bongo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuIUjhmRmI/AAAAAAAAA_E/W65pTvB963c/s1600/237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuIUjhmRmI/AAAAAAAAA_E/W65pTvB963c/s400/237.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7096180706102112984?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7096180706102112984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7096180706102112984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7096180706102112984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7096180706102112984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/09/mr-miles-turns-2-and-we-get-to-play.html' title='Mr. Miles turns 2 (and we get to play a little)'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJuF5QcZSjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/o9HhW-trd8k/s72-c/169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-243325891248978764</id><published>2010-09-20T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:50:08.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, I am almost all caught up. The summer ended in a flurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived a few storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiM92ueRI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HyjN8oBAS-c/s1600/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiM92ueRI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HyjN8oBAS-c/s400/134.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Witnessed some friends and staff members get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiSEV1xyI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pu6TkZFqoF0/s1600/136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiSEV1xyI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pu6TkZFqoF0/s400/136.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiZLDu-pI/AAAAAAAAA8o/yihUXZESTSo/s1600/143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiZLDu-pI/AAAAAAAAA8o/yihUXZESTSo/s400/143.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Continued working our crazy paced jobs and then all of a sudden . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We could rest, and so rest we did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We drove up North for a week of relaxation and sleep at my parents' house on Lake Michigan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There we slept a lot, read, played games and ventured on a few occasions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were able to see a spectacular Lake Michigan Sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfigMR0aEI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ysbD06JMBYU/s1600/150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfigMR0aEI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ysbD06JMBYU/s400/150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfik5rzJBI/AAAAAAAAA84/eh1lorfMy3E/s1600/152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfik5rzJBI/AAAAAAAAA84/eh1lorfMy3E/s400/152.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfj6AtfbnI/AAAAAAAAA9I/26KDmDX_qWo/s1600/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfj6AtfbnI/AAAAAAAAA9I/26KDmDX_qWo/s640/151.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a couple of day hikes. One to the Sand Dunes, and another to Light House Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiq0yxJiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ccEJQDOxrG8/s1600/159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiq0yxJiI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ccEJQDOxrG8/s400/159.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(it was just a little bit windy that day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfkhlm--QI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/ALF0Xnm4I0U/s1600/154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfkhlm--QI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/ALF0Xnm4I0U/s400/154.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(This one is from the Scenic Drive - Big Glen Lake is considered one of the top 10 most beautiful lakes in the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfk99ri9JI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/_0-cs0c10LM/s1600/155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfk99ri9JI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/_0-cs0c10LM/s400/155.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after that week it was back to work, but at a much healthier pace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-243325891248978764?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/243325891248978764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=243325891248978764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/243325891248978764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/243325891248978764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/09/final-days-of-summer.html' title='Final Days of Summer'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TJfiM92ueRI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HyjN8oBAS-c/s72-c/134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3973527458594787510</id><published>2010-09-18T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T12:09:08.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only at Laura's wedding. . .</title><content type='html'>would the following event happen. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It rained a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_0JrJ9L3I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/qOZz4xNp234/s1600/059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_0JrJ9L3I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/qOZz4xNp234/s400/059.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_1EBjK3QI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/3sUiR1pKovE/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_1EBjK3QI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/3sUiR1pKovE/s400/073.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_1L8FhGvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/b5KBWmimpsc/s1600/076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Bachelorette Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(the only boy allowed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2Fj2-jMI/AAAAAAAAA64/UF2rWIK2pds/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2Fj2-jMI/AAAAAAAAA64/UF2rWIK2pds/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2Op3bC1I/AAAAAAAAA7A/SSUWZ_mw0fU/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2Op3bC1I/AAAAAAAAA7A/SSUWZ_mw0fU/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2UZpv12I/AAAAAAAAA7I/oaC6Wv5idnI/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2UZpv12I/AAAAAAAAA7I/oaC6Wv5idnI/s400/095.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The BIG Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(one classy bride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2-wZaijI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Kzwu9hmIxM8/s1600/098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_2-wZaijI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Kzwu9hmIxM8/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(a warning to all future brides - EAT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3D41PC8I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wkumEq1R9Cs/s1600/099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3D41PC8I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wkumEq1R9Cs/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(In my personal opinion the coolest couple at the wedding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3MTpz4PI/AAAAAAAAA7g/v1fIriUBT0Q/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3MTpz4PI/AAAAAAAAA7g/v1fIriUBT0Q/s320/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3RMiBCEI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JQJ51Zbo6Xs/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3RMiBCEI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JQJ51Zbo6Xs/s400/107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Ok, they may have been the coolest couple . . . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3VrCdE-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/XFdic1kPafo/s1600/111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3VrCdE-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/XFdic1kPafo/s320/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Jay did it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3jh-735I/AAAAAAAAA74/c_HvX0qMYT4/s1600/113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3jh-735I/AAAAAAAAA74/c_HvX0qMYT4/s320/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3rLbeb0I/AAAAAAAAA8A/2HfeZsCLo50/s1600/122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3rLbeb0I/AAAAAAAAA8A/2HfeZsCLo50/s320/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Wow, we looked a lot better before we danced for a couple hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3wa7zRJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/GFiLstxxx-s/s1600/130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_3wa7zRJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/GFiLstxxx-s/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(How we felt at midnight when the party wasn't over and we realized we had to be up at 5:30am for work:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_30RgAVzI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/MrbyO5vUJ8E/s1600/132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_30RgAVzI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/MrbyO5vUJ8E/s320/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7633577652825969268?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7633577652825969268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7633577652825969268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7633577652825969268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7633577652825969268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/09/laura-got-married.html' title='Laura Got MARRIED!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI_0JrJ9L3I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/qOZz4xNp234/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5125379014250226454</id><published>2010-09-12T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T11:57:46.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Catch Up - Our jobs</title><content type='html'>Jay and I were blessed to work for SpringHill Camps this summer. We were able to be part of sharing the Gospel with over 4,800 campers through the Day Camp program. Here are some highlights from our Urban week that we did in Downtown Detroit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular week was not without its own particular set of difficulties. We worked in one of the most deserted and down-hearted neighborhoods I have ever seen, but the kids were so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were centered in Carstens Elementary School. The picture below was my office in the basement gym. We knew the week was going to be rough when summer school at this un-air-conditioned building was closed due to the heat index being so high. But Day Camp went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0crNi-nJI/AAAAAAAAA5o/yhBb__B_86o/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0crNi-nJI/AAAAAAAAA5o/yhBb__B_86o/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Relief came when the Detroit Fire Department stopped by to help cool us down:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cavuJl6I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Xq5OVT5orxk/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cavuJl6I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Xq5OVT5orxk/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cjxGkqmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/hcRRA5D0r78/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cjxGkqmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/hcRRA5D0r78/s320/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cKJbFuwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/-OGtepwFrh4/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cKJbFuwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/-OGtepwFrh4/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0ePRAXQQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Qk18D_PmAf4/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0ePRAXQQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Qk18D_PmAf4/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because of the threat of theft in the location of the school, we had to remove all of our portable activities every night. In the removing of our wall one night, the portable climbing wall decided it wanted to ride inside of the Expedition that was pulling it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cRfnYkOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/MAjL16CgHRs/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0cRfnYkOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/MAjL16CgHRs/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0foRa25hI/AAAAAAAAA54/PZWSwIAKUV4/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0foRa25hI/AAAAAAAAA54/PZWSwIAKUV4/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another night we were tearing down the giant metal poles of the zipline in the lightning storm, to make it inside just in time to see the office/storage room flooding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our final night we lost the keys to the Budget truck that was hauling the majority of the equipment, so for a night we had to abandon it in a church parking lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But all of these disasters were not enough to prevent God from moving. Here is Jay leading a campfire song at our closing rally where we were able to hear from the kid's mouths how God worked in their lives during the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e9730fd109b8194b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9730fd109b8194b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81ABCB7555C02C162121EF9B5047B154D6390BFE.537795F676874A2C9AFBDB0ADFAC289BF0B8B27B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9730fd109b8194b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9Si1baHYcpckUWg_0WD-mceoOY8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9730fd109b8194b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81ABCB7555C02C162121EF9B5047B154D6390BFE.537795F676874A2C9AFBDB0ADFAC289BF0B8B27B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9730fd109b8194b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9Si1baHYcpckUWg_0WD-mceoOY8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This last picture has no purpose, and the explanation would take to long, so all I will say is this happened on a weekly basis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0ia83gDbI/AAAAAAAAA6I/16a32OOD6no/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0ia83gDbI/AAAAAAAAA6I/16a32OOD6no/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-5125379014250226454?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5125379014250226454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=5125379014250226454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5125379014250226454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5125379014250226454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-catch-up-our-jobs.html' title='Summer Catch Up - Our jobs'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TI0crNi-nJI/AAAAAAAAA5o/yhBb__B_86o/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3834309524348666701</id><published>2010-09-11T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T14:15:19.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Catch up - Vol. 1</title><content type='html'>Ok, here is the recap I promised.&amp;nbsp;Let's take it back a couple of months and&amp;nbsp;reminisce. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jay and I work ended in Nebraska. For Jay that meant Track concluding along with teaching. He had a couple of his athletes go to states and he was able to honor his team at an athletic banquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvrddunB5I/AAAAAAAAA3o/lVaeDRK17JE/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvrddunB5I/AAAAAAAAA3o/lVaeDRK17JE/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For me, I had to say good-bye to my little friends at work. Months later, I am still thinking about them and praying for their new school year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvsdl-YXhI/AAAAAAAAA3w/bK4AbWnw_Y0/s1600/AdylinandJames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvsdl-YXhI/AAAAAAAAA3w/bK4AbWnw_Y0/s320/AdylinandJames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvsf2dF4FI/AAAAAAAAA34/SQ4UaVruseU/s1600/byeJames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvsf2dF4FI/AAAAAAAAA34/SQ4UaVruseU/s320/byeJames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once work was done, Jay had to stay in Nebraska to help finish up his work at Parkview and that left me to drive this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvtH5Gm8mI/AAAAAAAAA4A/DfT5yFMmtRg/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvtH5Gm8mI/AAAAAAAAA4A/DfT5yFMmtRg/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;across the country to Michigan. Yeah, I know. I am pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then headed up to Evart to meet my husband to begin training. We were a little late and had to jump right in since our staff had shown up a couple of days before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvtSVWSK4I/AAAAAAAAA4I/CugjNSq5NiY/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvtSVWSK4I/AAAAAAAAA4I/CugjNSq5NiY/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know this picture doesn't really show it, but we worked very hard for those couple of weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of our jobs, this was also the summer of Laura. My baby sister got married this summer, and showers and wedding prep helped to fill my days off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvuOCzhaBI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/xasQnuCZCwI/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvuOCzhaBI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/xasQnuCZCwI/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvuWav6TsI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3PoY9H5QXY4/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvuWav6TsI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3PoY9H5QXY4/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our first week of camp was in Fort Wayne (aka "Fort Fun") Indiana. The week was remarkably without incident until the last day. Because of transportation logistics, we ended up putting a trailer hitch on our Vibe to haul our Eurobungy. On our way back from Ft. Fun, we ended up in the middle of tornado warning/severe thunderstorm figuring out how to hook up the bungy to the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvvsQgZf5I/AAAAAAAAA4o/6P8E9mCcOmc/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvvsQgZf5I/AAAAAAAAA4o/6P8E9mCcOmc/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvv6otFEuI/AAAAAAAAA4w/-Mfq7Zz1amA/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvv6otFEuI/AAAAAAAAA4w/-Mfq7Zz1amA/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvwjIGIfzI/AAAAAAAAA44/fB1TwfmwrM4/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvwjIGIfzI/AAAAAAAAA44/fB1TwfmwrM4/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvwy2FJ4RI/AAAAAAAAA5A/EoOes2YmFnQ/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvwy2FJ4RI/AAAAAAAAA5A/EoOes2YmFnQ/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were drenched, cold and ready to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I think that concludes the month of June. More stories, pictures and videos to come:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3834309524348666701?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3834309524348666701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3834309524348666701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3834309524348666701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3834309524348666701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-catch-up-vol-1.html' title='Summer Catch up - Vol. 1'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/TIvrddunB5I/AAAAAAAAA3o/lVaeDRK17JE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-949633666955205743</id><published>2010-08-12T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:40:16.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a summer!</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness, it has been a long time since I have updated this thing and as soon as I find my camera cord in our mountain of unpacked belongings, pictures will be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer began in a weekend. Packing up a truck and driving it across country by myself, with only Chango for company. Within 48 hours we were at camp. Training was in full swing and Jay and I jumped into our new jobs like little kids jumping into a pool on a hot summer afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within two weeks of that we were on the road again, this time with a climbing wall, eurobungy, large white trailor and 30-odd staff in tow. We have been to 8 different sites to run our day camp and have been a part of some 1,776 campers hearing the Gospel of Christ this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of camper craziness my baby sister got married, we moved into a large (and with our current schedule, unmanagable) home, sprung Chango from the shelter ( a couple of times:( and served God with all our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have next week off, and I, for one, am planning on sleeping A LOT. Then we begin new jobs (again) with Springhill working year round. The jobs are such that we will stay in the Detroit Metro area and continue to work for Day Camps. We have started the home hunt and are eagerly anticipating finding a church home and community in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who has kept us in their prayers this summer, and like I said, pics will come soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-949633666955205743?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/949633666955205743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=949633666955205743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/949633666955205743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/949633666955205743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-summer.html' title='What a summer!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-1285563822447640065</id><published>2010-06-10T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:24:06.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like the "stache"</title><content type='html'>In response to my husband's &lt;a href="http://www.wedontlivenormallives.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, I am not a fan of "el mustachio". I encourage everyone else who might comment on his blog or see him in person, to speak negatively about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly bigger note: we are at camp! We leave for our first site in Fort Wayne (a.k.a. Ft. Fun), Indiana in the morning. I don't entirely know what we are jumping into with this endeavor, so please pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-1285563822447640065?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1285563822447640065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=1285563822447640065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1285563822447640065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1285563822447640065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-like-stache.html' title='I don&apos;t like the &quot;stache&quot;'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2962513304337848384</id><published>2010-05-02T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:46:52.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little catching up</title><content type='html'>Oh my, I missed all of March and April on this blog. Well, that is probably a pretty good indication of how busy we have been. So here is a brief recap of some goings-on in the Taylor household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, in March we went on Spring Break (&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!) to Florida with my family. All of my family. Minus Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The World's largest cruise ship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94mz8GdQUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/7B-3jkIBuNI/s1600/DSCN0795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94mz8GdQUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/7B-3jkIBuNI/s320/DSCN0795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Oh my father. . . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94m9-syDRI/AAAAAAAAA1c/50S-ZelrWf8/s1600/DSCN0796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94m9-syDRI/AAAAAAAAA1c/50S-ZelrWf8/s320/DSCN0796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(A little sun, or lack there of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94njokUoqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/l7TzUoTtrBs/s1600/DSCN0830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94njokUoqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/l7TzUoTtrBs/s320/DSCN0830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(On the beach with Mr. Miles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94n0Krb6lI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YXccib5T4HQ/s1600/DSCN0821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94n0Krb6lI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YXccib5T4HQ/s320/DSCN0821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next adventure we went on was to Norfolk to visit the parent's Taylor over Easter. I think this pic speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94oOwTmQ3I/AAAAAAAAA10/OQj-V0WWykc/s1600/DSCN0884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94oOwTmQ3I/AAAAAAAAA10/OQj-V0WWykc/s320/DSCN0884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And finally we just returned from a full weekend that was spent in a two bedroom cabin with the whole Taylor/Davy clan (minus Mel and Daisy). To clarify, that is 8 fully grown adults, two children under 2, and one Mexican immigrant dog in &lt;b&gt;one two bedroom cabin&lt;/b&gt;. Space was tight, but fun was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although not much sleeping was had at night, much rest&amp;nbsp;occurred&amp;nbsp;during the day on Saturday. Two highlights of the trip were celebrating Addie's second birthday Friday night and going to the zoo in Omaha today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("How old are you, Addison?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94pYcZ8VDI/AAAAAAAAA18/4gRfRfe4rAY/s1600/DSCN0889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94pYcZ8VDI/AAAAAAAAA18/4gRfRfe4rAY/s320/DSCN0889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A family hike by the river)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94psko_WFI/AAAAAAAAA2E/qHTVXml8oGQ/s1600/DSCN0902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94psko_WFI/AAAAAAAAA2E/qHTVXml8oGQ/s320/DSCN0902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94p7er0aVI/AAAAAAAAA2M/eBwjgSDOYVQ/s1600/DSCN0896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94p7er0aVI/AAAAAAAAA2M/eBwjgSDOYVQ/s320/DSCN0896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94qG4eVHoI/AAAAAAAAA2U/EkIFcc-ujjw/s1600/DSCN0898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94qG4eVHoI/AAAAAAAAA2U/EkIFcc-ujjw/s320/DSCN0898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94qUvTqM6I/AAAAAAAAA2c/0bppZJsvsv8/s1600/DSCN0899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94qUvTqM6I/AAAAAAAAA2c/0bppZJsvsv8/s320/DSCN0899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(A day at the zoo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94qjihuuCI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Ubdzr8q0Mkw/s1600/DSCN0904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94qjihuuCI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Ubdzr8q0Mkw/s320/DSCN0904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94q4ApkJ6I/AAAAAAAAA2s/TdtYMYjS8UU/s1600/DSCN0905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94q4ApkJ6I/AAAAAAAAA2s/TdtYMYjS8UU/s320/DSCN0905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-2962513304337848384?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2962513304337848384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2962513304337848384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2962513304337848384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2962513304337848384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-catching-up.html' title='A little catching up'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S94mz8GdQUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/7B-3jkIBuNI/s72-c/DSCN0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3575482593537759052</id><published>2010-02-28T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:42:58.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kansas City</title><content type='html'>Jay and I decided to get away this weekend and go to Kansas City, just the two of us. In a minor advertisement for Priceline, we bid on our hotel and got a four star hotel at a two star price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4snemznqoI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5MQ5Xg6cZ1I/s1600-h/DSCN0789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4snemznqoI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5MQ5Xg6cZ1I/s320/DSCN0789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The view from our window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4sn40_IM1I/AAAAAAAAA0s/n7hVI-3fU1w/s1600-h/DSCN0788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4sn40_IM1I/AAAAAAAAA0s/n7hVI-3fU1w/s320/DSCN0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went to the Nelson-Atkins Art Museum (highly recommend and it is free!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4soM3E2kDI/AAAAAAAAA00/VYeYn_qU-Ig/s1600-h/DSCN0780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4soM3E2kDI/AAAAAAAAA00/VYeYn_qU-Ig/s320/DSCN0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4soZeKCg9I/AAAAAAAAA08/vhfUVd7WS9Q/s1600-h/DSCN0782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4soZeKCg9I/AAAAAAAAA08/vhfUVd7WS9Q/s320/DSCN0782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4sol3cdNYI/AAAAAAAAA1E/VA8k7xs7irM/s1600-h/DSCN0786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4sol3cdNYI/AAAAAAAAA1E/VA8k7xs7irM/s320/DSCN0786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We at fabulous food, fell asleep in bed around 9pm and met up with friends for lunch today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4so9lgJbwI/AAAAAAAAA1M/st_g7uVXGxA/s1600-h/DSCN0790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4so9lgJbwI/AAAAAAAAA1M/st_g7uVXGxA/s320/DSCN0790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had a fantastic time with my husband. It was a wonderful affirmation that he is still my favorite person to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3575482593537759052?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3575482593537759052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3575482593537759052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3575482593537759052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3575482593537759052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/02/kansas-city.html' title='Kansas City'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S4snemznqoI/AAAAAAAAA0k/5MQ5Xg6cZ1I/s72-c/DSCN0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3306435050977676936</id><published>2010-02-10T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:24:13.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nora Beth Marie Davy</title><content type='html'>Born Tuesday, February 9th, ridiculously early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Beautiful Baby Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S3N3gIQnGyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/wCNJO3W-40s/s1600-h/DSCN0776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S3N3gIQnGyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/wCNJO3W-40s/s320/DSCN0776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy houseful (minus Addie and Chango of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S3N3yd7gdCI/AAAAAAAAA0U/mHTDFmDm4Nk/s1600-h/DSCN0777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S3N3yd7gdCI/AAAAAAAAA0U/mHTDFmDm4Nk/s320/DSCN0777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big sister being "gentle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S3N35Y0WyfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/E_Aa5zRrstM/s1600-h/DSCN0778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S3N35Y0WyfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/E_Aa5zRrstM/s320/DSCN0778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3306435050977676936?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3306435050977676936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3306435050977676936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3306435050977676936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3306435050977676936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/02/nora-beth-marie-davy.html' title='Nora Beth Marie Davy'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S3N3gIQnGyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/wCNJO3W-40s/s72-c/DSCN0776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-148814855057081895</id><published>2010-01-29T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:52:03.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smart Perrito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S2OQrQz75zI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-M4rNN_p990/s1600-h/DSCN0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S2OQrQz75zI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-M4rNN_p990/s400/DSCN0768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432344648460527410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we say - He knows the good spots. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-148814855057081895?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/148814855057081895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=148814855057081895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/148814855057081895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/148814855057081895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/01/smart-perrito.html' title='A Smart Perrito'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S2OQrQz75zI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-M4rNN_p990/s72-c/DSCN0768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7608145766802966615</id><published>2010-01-17T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:09:11.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few (very late) Christmas pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After traveling for several weeks (Christmas vacation and a funeral), Jay and I are finally back in Lincoln and settling back into a healthy routine. I just realized today that I hadn't uploaded any pictures from our travels and I thought now would be a good time to share them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started off Christmas break by traveling to Michigan to see my sister sing in the Detroit Lions game. Since she has banned us from posting videos of her performance these few measly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; pictures will have to do the trick. (Laura, the singer, is in the green sweater).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PdrbxuTsI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YaVYwsN-fxQ/s400/DSCN0738.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427925714172006082" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PdrBveIlI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_KMmbBlGtqs/s400/DSCN0739.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427925707183235666" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1Pdqv-WUKI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SzgYIs-NJWw/s400/DSCN0741.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427925702413799586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Jay flew in, it was time for Christmas with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cookes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miles' favorite spot during present time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PdqQbuTrI/AAAAAAAAAzY/f9VoSTX8o7c/s400/DSCN0743.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427925693947072178" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PdqGWKyVI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/ZNKmgPY7axY/s400/DSCN0750.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427925691239418194" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Nebraska. The drive a bit scary at times, but we made it without major incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our "Christmas" morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PcW5vWnsI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qDj2gJfSeWM/s400/DSCN0754.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427924261926248130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chango&lt;/span&gt; sneaked onto my lap while we were opening presents and he sat very still as if we wouldn't notice him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PcWm-4mgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/TH9mCQFGnxw/s400/DSCN0757.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427924256891116034" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor family pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PcWEJDapI/AAAAAAAAAy4/22OkhKoYUQI/s400/DSCN0761.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427924247538526866" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a lot of our driving looked like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PcV3NUWGI/AAAAAAAAAyw/q846k_q_lK8/s400/DSCN0762.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427924244066752610" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to finish off the post appropriately: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chango's&lt;/span&gt; Christmas portrait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PcVqeXOkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/sVgDYVWwmUk/s400/DSCN0752.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427924240648583746" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7608145766802966615?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7608145766802966615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7608145766802966615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7608145766802966615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7608145766802966615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-very-late-christmas-pictures.html' title='A few (very late) Christmas pictures'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/S1PdrbxuTsI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YaVYwsN-fxQ/s72-c/DSCN0738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-584264366006360465</id><published>2009-12-09T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:25:14.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Storm '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jay and I have been home for two days as schools have been closed for a continuous Winter Storm Warning/Blizzard Watch. It has been a lovely couple of days full of coffee, games, reading, and, last night, some friends who were willing to brave the weather to come and spend some time with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx-yj8cEpTI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Y_Aok-HoaRA/s400/DSCN0731.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413241607711663410" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I woke up this morning I decided to capture the crazy amounts of snow with my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx-yjVTpE9I/AAAAAAAAAyE/wrZN7qBmlxU/s400/DSCN0730.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413241597207319506" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx-yjKR7TfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/uT2GtjSUUEo/s400/DSCN0729.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413241594247335410" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx-yimDXjwI/AAAAAAAAAx0/zGLT3gSepzE/s400/DSCN0728.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413241584522596098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Notice in this one that the snow drift to the left of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chango&lt;/span&gt; is as tall as he is.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx-ykN2kfxI/AAAAAAAAAyU/x1duhdrFgQ8/s400/DSCN0732.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413241612386205458" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-584264366006360465?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/584264366006360465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=584264366006360465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/584264366006360465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/584264366006360465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/12/death-storm-09.html' title='Death Storm &apos;09'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx-yj8cEpTI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Y_Aok-HoaRA/s72-c/DSCN0731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5449093615716374575</id><published>2009-12-08T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:39:52.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight hour party, Baking and Bonding, and a little Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, this is a little bit of a catching up post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will begin with a few weeks ago. Jay and I invited a few friends over for a Husker game. It turned into an 8 hour party with football, junk food, Munchkin Booty, and we finished the night with a little Ice Age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx79UC2wvRI/AAAAAAAAAwk/G1FPTTHo6aM/s400/DSCN0686.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413042322951683346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just this past weekend, we had a full time filled with family and friends. Friday a night we went to "Behold the Lamb" Christmas concert. Saturday we fulfilled my family's Christmas tradition of Baking and Bonding. It was the biggest Baking and Bonding ever, and the cookie collection got so big we had to start cooling them outside and on Ben and Crystal's bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Baking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx79VFDAgGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/P1G5Z666BRE/s400/DSCN0714.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413042340719788130" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx79VppS7TI/AAAAAAAAAxE/PXePlKcAGIs/s400/DSCN0721.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413042350544055602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bonding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx7-EWrX4nI/AAAAAAAAAxM/op64jeZpnAY/s400/DSCN0716.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043152906347122" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx7-EuhgUjI/AAAAAAAAAxU/e_Q6luJ2DLo/s400/DSCN0719.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043159307407922" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Creative cooling techniques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx7-FGkL4nI/AAAAAAAAAxk/5O6CXRzVKtA/s400/DSCN0720.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043165761102450" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx7-E28mCAI/AAAAAAAAAxc/w0vII_bFQjo/s400/DSCN0717.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043161568512002" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as a bonus, we are going to play a little "I spy". See if you can spy the chronic texter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx7-d8thTeI/AAAAAAAAAxs/russlrMH7pk/s400/DSCN0718.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043592612629986" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, Jay and I set a night aside to decorate our apartment. It turns out we overestimated the time it would take to put up all of our decorations, so we have a few hours to spare. (We own a little 3 ft. tree, an Advent) I think the apartment is beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx79U12ThSI/AAAAAAAAAw0/OF_zxU0q9Ik/s400/DSCN0710.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413042336639976738" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx79UhXLxbI/AAAAAAAAAws/RVmX7bfcQdc/s400/DSCN0709.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413042331140736434" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-5449093615716374575?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5449093615716374575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=5449093615716374575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5449093615716374575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5449093615716374575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/12/eight-hour-party-baking-and-bonding-and.html' title='Eight hour party, Baking and Bonding, and a little Christmas'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sx79UC2wvRI/AAAAAAAAAwk/G1FPTTHo6aM/s72-c/DSCN0686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-486757958066176262</id><published>2009-11-01T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:37:05.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictures from the party we went to last night. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3UYYZoPmI/AAAAAAAAAwU/8f_QCeaJRJs/s400/DSCN0681.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399205043618987618" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3UYE486nI/AAAAAAAAAwM/B7Yhzn6ij0E/s400/DSCN0680.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399205038381656690" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3T_UCfP7I/AAAAAAAAAwE/nWdxU8Mg3xo/s400/DSCN0676.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399204612951457714" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3T_Edjp5I/AAAAAAAAAv8/OzLzouLpC3s/s400/DSCN0674.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399204608770025362" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3T-3NJxcI/AAAAAAAAAv0/zqYf4y7BipI/s400/DSCN0671.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399204605211559362" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3T-kP3JHI/AAAAAAAAAvs/6JL_mgvvBqI/s400/DSCN0670.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399204600122647666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just for the record, Jay and I are not really pregnant. He was a redneck and I was his barefoot and pregnant wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3T-ZXzGiI/AAAAAAAAAvk/BigaCAVMz-Y/s400/DSCN0669.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399204597203147298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-486757958066176262?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/486757958066176262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=486757958066176262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/486757958066176262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/486757958066176262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3UYYZoPmI/AAAAAAAAAwU/8f_QCeaJRJs/s72-c/DSCN0681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7308672740850590271</id><published>2009-11-01T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:21:08.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Break in Michigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past week was my fall break from my job. A couple of months ago I found a fabulous deal on a plane ticket to go home and see my family. Jay had to stay in Lincoln and work. Here are some shots from my trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3Jf7uhdhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lWgh5-n6fnY/s400/DSCN0636.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193078733043218" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3JgqFUocI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MET95mD-8dU/s400/DSCN0646.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193091176702402" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3JgUsdQUI/AAAAAAAAAu0/ZFvo2MX3U5U/s400/DSCN0645.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193085435265346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3Jg7KYvcI/AAAAAAAAAvE/clOyVmpOYcA/s400/DSCN0649.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193095761345986" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3LTgQ5_KI/AAAAAAAAAvM/k2uUU4iCANc/s400/DSCN0653.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399195064225889442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Four generations of men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3LUK8DDVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ztSY6qHU8j8/s400/DSCN0657.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399195075681127762" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3LT7L1j9I/AAAAAAAAAvU/ymjPNamwdQU/s400/DSCN0655.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399195071452385234" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3JgPQksVI/AAAAAAAAAus/nVXp9gd6p4E/s400/DSCN0637.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399193083976134994" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7308672740850590271?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7308672740850590271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7308672740850590271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7308672740850590271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7308672740850590271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-break-in-michigan.html' title='Fall Break in Michigan'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Su3Jf7uhdhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lWgh5-n6fnY/s72-c/DSCN0636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4502947133971787688</id><published>2009-10-18T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:31:52.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Race!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I ran my first race in years. Lori asked me to run with her a couple of weeks ago, and although we didn't exactly run next to each other, it was still a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pre-race pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StuIVD3mjWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/pHUA36AYYxc/s400/DSCN0619.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394054874103450978" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StuHDr84F_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/mzir9Y2LpCA/s400/DSCN0621.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394053476113717234" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StuHDBbGxKI/AAAAAAAAAuM/JCAkWsZH1kg/s400/DSCN0620.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394053464697783458" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finishing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StuHCvJZciI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Jc1N1mZJAzM/s400/DSCN0623.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394053459791671842" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StuHCIJq35I/AAAAAAAAAt8/4Y-wL-drcY0/s400/DSCN0624.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394053449323831186" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our post-race shot by the capitol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StuHBxudt1I/AAAAAAAAAt0/xGb0mHbMsCU/s400/DSCN0625.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394053443304142674" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-4502947133971787688?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4502947133971787688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4502947133971787688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4502947133971787688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4502947133971787688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-race.html' title='It&apos;s a Race!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StuIVD3mjWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/pHUA36AYYxc/s72-c/DSCN0619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8814561482871938029</id><published>2009-10-11T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:02:16.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the date again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we woke to SNOW! Yes, snow on the 10th of October. It was Chango's first experience with snow and it freaked him out. He wouldn't walk on it at first and once he did, his legs were shaking with every step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH-zT8FHuI/AAAAAAAAAsw/amlevGO6dbQ/s400/101_5859.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370386418245346" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH-z-ghCUI/AAAAAAAAAs4/1MQWqiO2ods/s400/101_5862.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370397845358914" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH-1CPRV_I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/WFDLGeD1_7c/s400/101_5867.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370416026638322" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH-0pHutjI/AAAAAAAAAtI/DxaVQCkVHfw/s400/101_5866.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370409284122162" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH-0Pjx5-I/AAAAAAAAAtA/MGUsU6BuoU4/s400/101_5864.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391370402422450146" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was also Ben and Amy's wedding reception. I didn't get many pictures, but here are a couple of ones that I liked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH_sMzty5I/AAAAAAAAAto/T1cRkrkam7I/s400/DSCN0616.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391371363756657554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can anyone guess who these dancing queens are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH_rqjG3KI/AAAAAAAAAtg/h_lKrqPxMKk/s400/DSCN0615.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391371354560191650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH_rJOsbXI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ZMXwSll9Btg/s400/DSCN0614.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391371345616203122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7154292735357287500-8814561482871938029?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8814561482871938029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8814561482871938029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8814561482871938029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8814561482871938029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-date-again.html' title='What is the date again?'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/StH-zT8FHuI/AAAAAAAAAsw/amlevGO6dbQ/s72-c/101_5859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7703553856926802344</id><published>2009-10-02T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:06:13.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some quick photo updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally uploaded the few pictures that I have taken in the last month, so before I hit the hay, I thought I would post them with some brief captions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chango has made a new best friend. His name is Jack, and he is the dog of our friends Jan and Heidi they have had a few play-dates and Jack is very good at wearing Chango out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ssa-1w1ajWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/2e9Qmi1gB60/s400/DSCN0577.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388203835046661474" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ssa-2XNC9eI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8-XyOhJPcl4/s400/DSCN0585.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388203845346325986" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jay had his birthday. He is 25 . . . yay!!!! We are once again the same age for a few months. (Addie was helping him celebrate in this pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ssa-27NHc7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/26j88noA830/s400/DSCN0586.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388203855010296754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grace Chapel (our church here in Lincoln) had it's 9th annual Birthday Bash that included a chili cook-off, an archery tournament and campfire songs. It was a bitterly cold October 2nd, but a good time was had by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ssa-3pyXUyI/AAAAAAAAAso/R0DBZcEdDP0/s400/DSCN0591.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388203867514557218" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ssa-3OI6VnI/AAAAAAAAAsg/CIykNBiPu8k/s400/DSCN0590.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388203860092933746" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7703553856926802344?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7703553856926802344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7703553856926802344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7703553856926802344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7703553856926802344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-quick-photo-updates.html' title='Some quick photo updates'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ssa-1w1ajWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/2e9Qmi1gB60/s72-c/DSCN0577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8079862057796588006</id><published>2009-09-27T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:37:53.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things that made me happy this weekend</title><content type='html'>1. Having nothing to do Saturday morning except workout.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Getting a big "HI!" and a hug from Addie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Talking to my mom on the phone about their trip and the Tigers whomping on the White Sox in Chicago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Coffee in the park with Lori and Jay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. A Sunday afternoon snooze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Browsing Target and finding a cute bracelet in the Dollar section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Heading outside right now to eat Mexican and sit by the fire with the "upper dwellers".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-8079862057796588006?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8079862057796588006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8079862057796588006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8079862057796588006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8079862057796588006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-that-made-me-happy-this-weekend.html' title='things that made me happy this weekend'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-453055049194531453</id><published>2009-09-08T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:11:19.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longs Peak . . . the hardest climb of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday morning, Jay and I spontaneously decided to drive to CO and climb Longs Peak with our friend Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left our pups (Chango) behind, loaded up the car and drove the 7 hours to Denver. We stayed with Adam and his wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jes&lt;/span&gt; in their new house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning, after 3 and a half hours of sleep, we woke up at 1am to drive to the mountain. The first 3 hours of the climb were in darkness (except for the light of the moon), and by the time the sun rose we were over half way there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Sunrise from the mountain side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sqb808g5fII/AAAAAAAAAqg/UIzai1TmTFU/s400/DSCN0493.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379264791468145794" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sqb81Ux5moI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ytAYUNYaVK8/s400/DSCN0496.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379264797981907586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Pic above: the flash was a bit blinding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Hiking at Sunrise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sqb81tQql9I/AAAAAAAAAqw/bdkO89qZuY0/s400/DSCN0497.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379264804553398226" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Longs Peak from halfway up the mountain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sqb82DzX6vI/AAAAAAAAAq4/zHyquEEtobA/s400/DSCN0499.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379264810604554994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Privys&lt;/span&gt;", aka mountain side outhouses)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sqb82o_zdXI/AAAAAAAAArA/JX41mYitaM8/s400/DSCN0505.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379264820588803442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;We climbed and climbed, and huffed and puffed in the thin air. Seven hours later, we had finally reached the summit. It was only then that we realized that we had to do the whole thing in reverse. This climb was the most grueling thing I have ever put my body through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The Boulder Field)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcHBAa_0kI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jjzFEeq2sG0/s400/DSCN0512.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379275993791844930" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Climbing through the Boulder field)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcHAzdyOLI/AAAAAAAAArI/RKsgUX8yFWA/s400/DSCN0510.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379275990313875634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(How we felt after climbing through the Boulder field)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcHBt6lxCI/AAAAAAAAArY/LDO024lT6C8/s400/DSCN0511.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379276006003950626" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Kissing at the Keyhole)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcHCJVSshI/AAAAAAAAArg/ipqQ4vKbdYg/s400/DSCN0516.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379276013363704338" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Traversing the Narrows)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcH8yaOZqI/AAAAAAAAArw/LzQNNgkZWh8/s400/DSCN0527.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277020822660770" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Signing the Register at the Summit)&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcHCerZhMI/AAAAAAAAAro/UA96UrBwywE/s400/DSCN0534.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379276019093570754" /&gt;(At the Summit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcH9VYpnuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nljWfN4eUCk/s400/DSCN0536.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277030211296994" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took us 13 hours start to finish, but we made it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may never climb Longs again, but at least I can say that I did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SqcH95M-reI/AAAAAAAAAsA/gmUKc5LpEa0/s400/DSCN0543.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379277039826021858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7154292735357287500-453055049194531453?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/453055049194531453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=453055049194531453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/453055049194531453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/453055049194531453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/09/longs-peak-hardest-climb-of-my-life.html' title='Longs Peak . . . the hardest climb of my life'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sqb808g5fII/AAAAAAAAAqg/UIzai1TmTFU/s72-c/DSCN0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4943090217238427773</id><published>2009-08-25T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:45:49.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 good things. . .</title><content type='html'>After having a truly rough day at work, I decided to challenge myself to think of 5 good things from the day. So here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A picnic in the park with all the Hermans (minus Ben Davy) to start to say good-bye to Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Hopping and lunging down the hallway with one of my students after he insisted his feet were stuck to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Loving my husband and embracing his present obsession with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;. (He is on book 7, so who can blame him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Receiving a big hug from Addison before she went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Talking with my new sister-in-law, Amy, during &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Herman&lt;/span&gt; practice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-4943090217238427773?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4943090217238427773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4943090217238427773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4943090217238427773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4943090217238427773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-good-things.html' title='5 good things. . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5583021310917902643</id><published>2009-08-16T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:27:15.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Mr. and Mrs Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday was a day of celebration because Ben and Amy got hitched. I didn't get a lot of pictures, but please enjoy the ones that I did manage to snap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi8yfH_adI/AAAAAAAAApc/FwhunyZwUtU/s400/DSCN0432.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370750131173812690" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi8y9AHI4I/AAAAAAAAApk/LCWmbrWzrdk/s400/DSCN0434.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370750139193828226" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi8zGtXQXI/AAAAAAAAAps/QlkEhKyjbOo/s400/DSCN0435.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370750141799547250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi8zqFlvQI/AAAAAAAAAp0/cgQST0brRcI/s400/DSCN0438.JPG" style="display:block; 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height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370752286663678050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi-wnp17eI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ElQKtVPo8e8/s400/RSCN0455.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370752298126798306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-5583021310917902643?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5583021310917902643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=5583021310917902643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5583021310917902643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5583021310917902643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-mr-and-mrs-taylor.html' title='The new Mr. and Mrs Taylor'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi8yfH_adI/AAAAAAAAApc/FwhunyZwUtU/s72-c/DSCN0432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5748304852756293367</id><published>2009-08-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:06:48.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have moved . . . again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are back in Lincoln and back in Ben and Crystal's basement. It took several days to unpack. Some of it was fun, seeing all of the things that we left behind when we went to Mexico. There was also a lot of "Why in the world did we keep that?!?"The furniture is different and several things are painted different colors then when we lived here before. I like this. This is a new season and I am glad that our surroundings (somewhat) reflect that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of the moving process . . . not very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi5Qsu-xPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-BkFnS8i6v4/s400/DSCN0398.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370746252176573682" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice the new carpet. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi5SKRkNvI/AAAAAAAAApU/Nz6bpCEDB70/s400/DSCN0401.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370746277286131442" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Soi5Qsu-xPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-BkFnS8i6v4/s72-c/DSCN0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3838539043406507609</id><published>2009-07-27T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:20:49.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens when. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is what happens when you mix a natural performer, a jukebox, and a late night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1a4c43c21dad04a0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3838539043406507609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3838539043406507609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3838539043406507609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3838539043406507609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-what-happens-when.html' title='This is what happens when. . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3165731423112340905</id><published>2009-07-20T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:11:59.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and round we go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is hard to believe that we have been back in the states for a month and a half already. In that time we have circled the state of Michigan a few times visiting friends and family. &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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360539411599192258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR2MYjZ8MI/AAAAAAAAAm8/pxicFcTJuko/s400/DSCF1052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the more special trips happened a little over a week ago when we went to my family's house in Sutton's Bay. My whole family was there - which was a rare treat - and we spent the weekend playing outdoors and eating some fantastic food.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360544200943483026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR6jKQEOJI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SySforErA6A/s400/DSCF1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360539418619197186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR2MytGtwI/AAAAAAAAAnM/dmvALblgXmk/s400/DSCF1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360544197754384386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR6i-XucAI/AAAAAAAAAns/2AVU-1R9A34/s400/DSCF1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360542699804499794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR5LyEpH1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/aoAj0q2Y7DU/s400/up+north+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360539416021693490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR2MpBz9DI/AAAAAAAAAnE/W2LtWopfdec/s400/DSCF0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did this same trip a year ago and it was fun to see how, in a year, we grew from this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360541656981663202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR4PFQTbeI/AAAAAAAAAnU/PLy4y8FsQhs/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to this:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360542710330291746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR5MZSL9iI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lZMEF92iicY/s400/up+north+035.jpg" border="0" /&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/7154292735357287500-3165731423112340905?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3165731423112340905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3165731423112340905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3165731423112340905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3165731423112340905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/07/round-and-round-we-go.html' title='Round and round we go'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SmR2MYjZ8MI/AAAAAAAAAm8/pxicFcTJuko/s72-c/DSCF1052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-6018512134591733938</id><published>2009-07-05T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:26:56.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Narah</title><content type='html'>(Ok Narah - here is my attempt to get out of the "worst blogger" position.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left Mexico during the first week of June after spending some time in Mexico with Jay's family. We packed up our car, said good-bye to our friends and hit the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it back in time for Jay to participate in our friend Cale's Wedding. We spent a week in Nebraska catching up with old friends, and then we took off for Michigan to see my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355120317145455538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SlE1jkjum7I/AAAAAAAAAmk/5P_BJ_sSriY/s400/jay+and+liz+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a week hanging out with the fam, we went off to serve at Springhill for two weeks. Jay worked with the Junior Highers, I recruited and we both worked at lot of High Adventure activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355120325286492242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SlE1kC4s-FI/AAAAAAAAAms/BkTKLgya7nA/s400/jay+and+liz+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now we are back at my parents house and looking forward to a summer full family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355120329359265586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SlE1kSDujzI/AAAAAAAAAm0/DzWNgSGTUk8/s400/jay+and+liz+007.jpg" border="0" /&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/7154292735357287500-6018512134591733938?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6018512134591733938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=6018512134591733938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6018512134591733938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6018512134591733938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-narah.html' title='For Narah'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SlE1jkjum7I/AAAAAAAAAmk/5P_BJ_sSriY/s72-c/jay+and+liz+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-707785175245229595</id><published>2009-05-10T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:24:57.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dog gets Carsick</title><content type='html'>It's true. We discovered this yesterday when we spontaneously decided to spend Saturday night camping at a new campsite we heard about. (We were supposed to go with the 5th and 6th grade to this place, but that was canceled due to the swine flu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(driving to the canyon before we knew the dog would get sick:(&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sgdqhz_7LnI/AAAAAAAAAlU/uKaM_DsLNo8/s1600-h/DSCN0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sgdqhz_7LnI/AAAAAAAAAlU/uKaM_DsLNo8/s400/DSCN0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349412770197106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The canyon we drove to is called "Namurachi". It is beautiful - with steep canyon walls that almost touch at the top.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhHuPtrSI/AAAAAAAAAks/DR_w7jOeYPw/s1600-h/DSCN0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhHuPtrSI/AAAAAAAAAks/DR_w7jOeYPw/s400/DSCN0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334339068944559394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the only ones staying there last night and we were about 6km from the nearest town, so the silence was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;(our campsite)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhHw9rHLI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Y5-obABVVnw/s1600-h/DSCN0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhHw9rHLI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Y5-obABVVnw/s400/DSCN0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334339069674200242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dinner - bean and cheese burritos)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhIuWBF5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/pkr31hFNs5s/s1600-h/DSCN0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhIuWBF5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/pkr31hFNs5s/s400/DSCN0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334339086150866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the view from the top of the mountain right by our campsite - you can see our van in this picture)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhIJ1R5mI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9HR9jYFEWhs/s1600-h/DSCN0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhIJ1R5mI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9HR9jYFEWhs/s400/DSCN0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334339076349879906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the fire after dark)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhI6guPFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/c6gG04o7fCQ/s1600-h/DSCN0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdhI6guPFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/c6gG04o7fCQ/s400/DSCN0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334339089416993874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Sunday morning worship:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqifdKdoI/AAAAAAAAAlc/9R9qEWbezAA/s1600-h/DSCN0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqifdKdoI/AAAAAAAAAlc/9R9qEWbezAA/s400/DSCN0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349424435558018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a long hike this morning before we loaded the car back up with our motion-sick pup and drove home.&lt;br /&gt;(some pics from the canyon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqjNMpY5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Cxn8rEk-7lE/s1600-h/DSCN0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqjNMpY5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Cxn8rEk-7lE/s400/DSCN0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349436714312594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqiwSbS3I/AAAAAAAAAls/YLlep2zXfUc/s1600-h/DSCN0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqiwSbS3I/AAAAAAAAAls/YLlep2zXfUc/s400/DSCN0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349428953926514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other then a slight odor in the carpeting of the van, we all returned unscathed from this unplanned adventure.&lt;br /&gt;(Jay taking down the tent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqiuDl05I/AAAAAAAAAlk/RQuwZUfoOHk/s1600-h/DSCN0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SgdqiuDl05I/AAAAAAAAAlk/RQuwZUfoOHk/s400/DSCN0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349428354831250" 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/7154292735357287500-707785175245229595?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/707785175245229595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=707785175245229595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/707785175245229595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/707785175245229595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-dog-gets-carsick.html' title='Our Dog gets Carsick'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sgdqhz_7LnI/AAAAAAAAAlU/uKaM_DsLNo8/s72-c/DSCN0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-6341906263665041734</id><published>2009-05-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:33:01.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Hike</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, all of the churches were closed due to the swine flu scare, so Jay and I decided to take our pup on his first hike. We chose "Fish Hill" - a mountain that is not very tall and that has a giant, painted-on picture of a Christian fish on the side of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chango being good on the car ride there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J15BWfMI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U329YwnJSKc/s1600-h/swine+flu+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J15BWfMI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U329YwnJSKc/s400/swine+flu+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331991305274162370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We invited the Meissners along, and before the sun was too high the four adults, two dogs and one baby were hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All of us at the summit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J2pk_fzI/AAAAAAAAAkc/g7PonAO2waM/s1600-h/swine+flu+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J2pk_fzI/AAAAAAAAAkc/g7PonAO2waM/s400/swine+flu+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331991318308552498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I call this one "man and dog")&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J2FW9hII/AAAAAAAAAkM/eAkR99I9QVg/s1600-h/swine+flu+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J2FW9hII/AAAAAAAAAkM/eAkR99I9QVg/s400/swine+flu+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331991308586026114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of people on the hill while we were hiking up, and we made it back down without an incident. Chango was pooped by the end of it, but he was a persevering little pup and walked on his own the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chango finding a bit of shade at the top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J2bgGgkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/bDh43wXs-M8/s1600-h/swine+flu+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J2bgGgkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/bDh43wXs-M8/s400/swine+flu+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331991314529944130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back to "work" today (sending out email assignments), and barring any sudden increase in swine flu cases, we should be back to real work on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-6341906263665041734?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6341906263665041734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=6341906263665041734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6341906263665041734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6341906263665041734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-hike.html' title='Sunday Hike'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sf8J15BWfMI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U329YwnJSKc/s72-c/swine+flu+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7845285918693310386</id><published>2009-05-01T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:42:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom and Surgical Masks</title><content type='html'>Right now those two words sum up the Swine Flu in Chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just completed our 4th day off of school. We send out a lot of emails and answer a lot of phone calls and pray that our students are doing their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done a couple of things to entertain ourselves. I have chosen to use my extra time to become a master guitarist. Jay has decided to become the leader of the pack by reading the Dog Whisperer book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've watched our pup tear apart a loofah. (I guess we aren't good pack leaders yet.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyLXpqZGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SgWyz7HGuWk/s1600-h/swine+flu+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyLXpqZGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SgWyz7HGuWk/s400/swine+flu+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331050492320179298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've taken the bus downtown (notice the lack of people in the square - a lot of the people who were out were wearing surgical masks to protect themselves from germs).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyLgSNtcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/VUe5gAdth8g/s1600-h/swine+flu+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyLgSNtcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/VUe5gAdth8g/s400/swine+flu+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331050494637749698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have spent time enjoying our new hammock. (The colors are weird because these were taken at night which is really the only enjoyable time to be outside right now - it is too stinkin hot!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyL7lmJvI/AAAAAAAAAj0/WhDEZNc7wqM/s1600-h/swine+flu+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyL7lmJvI/AAAAAAAAAj0/WhDEZNc7wqM/s400/swine+flu+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331050501966800626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyMC2FZUI/AAAAAAAAAj8/l6eA57o3mZo/s1600-h/swine+flu+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyMC2FZUI/AAAAAAAAAj8/l6eA57o3mZo/s400/swine+flu+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331050503915005250" 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/7154292735357287500-7845285918693310386?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7845285918693310386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7845285918693310386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7845285918693310386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7845285918693310386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/05/boredom-and-surgical-masks.html' title='Boredom and Surgical Masks'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfuyLXpqZGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SgWyz7HGuWk/s72-c/swine+flu+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5480194667473137895</id><published>2009-04-27T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:56:04.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best day ever?</title><content type='html'>As news of the school closing swept through the hallways at 2:30 today, one student remarked to me that this was the "Best Day Ever". Never mind the dozens of people who are sick with the Swine-flu, never mind the dozens that have died from it; to this student, closing the school for 10 days because of a possible pandemic constitutes the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he has his priorities straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and I are stuck at home. We are encouraged not to gather. We are ordered to continue teaching via the internet and telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any great ideas for filling the suddenly large amounts of down time in our days, I would love to hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happier reports, we ended up with a party at our house last night with these people.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfZg4OdehbI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gwYGWFzGggM/s1600-h/card+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfZg4OdehbI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gwYGWFzGggM/s400/card+night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329553728110233010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was lots of raucous laughter, smack talk, and yummy snacks. All of these things equal an extremely fun time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-5480194667473137895?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5480194667473137895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=5480194667473137895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5480194667473137895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5480194667473137895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-day-ever.html' title='The best day ever?'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfZg4OdehbI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gwYGWFzGggM/s72-c/card+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7100601218756895093</id><published>2009-04-26T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:43:19.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit Day!</title><content type='html'>Spirit Day was on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Spirit Day for Binimea means the kids get to wear shorts and their team's colors, and for the last period of the day, they get to run around in the park across from the school and compete.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, except the teachers:( , gets ice-cream, and one team ends the day as the victors.&lt;br /&gt;Dodge-ball:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULhRDn4mI/AAAAAAAAAiU/RoIyRexiWYM/s1600-h/spirit+day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULhRDn4mI/AAAAAAAAAiU/RoIyRexiWYM/s400/spirit+day+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178400205038178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULhj0yUHI/AAAAAAAAAic/y0FEDO4RLZA/s1600-h/spirit+day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULhj0yUHI/AAAAAAAAAic/y0FEDO4RLZA/s400/spirit+day+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178405243080818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obstacle Course:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULiGAdcaI/AAAAAAAAAik/eB2aGjZFZrY/s1600-h/spirit+day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULiGAdcaI/AAAAAAAAAik/eB2aGjZFZrY/s400/spirit+day+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178414418850210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULiY-Q2VI/AAAAAAAAAis/ZFtFD1Nje7U/s1600-h/spirit+day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULiY-Q2VI/AAAAAAAAAis/ZFtFD1Nje7U/s400/spirit+day+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178419509909842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Team Cheers:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5MwAYPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/4b7Wfu1aYPg/s1600-h/spirit+day+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5MwAYPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/4b7Wfu1aYPg/s400/spirit+day+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179910877503730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5C0vijI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bMV7GQwgcEE/s1600-h/spirit+day+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5C0vijI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bMV7GQwgcEE/s400/spirit+day+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179908213017138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, the day was around 90 degrees, so this was the sight around the water cooler:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULiq4TxDI/AAAAAAAAAi0/HHltY2qUvw4/s1600-h/spirit+day+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULiq4TxDI/AAAAAAAAAi0/HHltY2qUvw4/s400/spirit+day+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178424316773426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finding the shade to enjoy some Bolis (fruity ice treats):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5dYvzFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/_KDGBiZWrjg/s1600-h/spirit+day+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5dYvzFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/_KDGBiZWrjg/s400/spirit+day+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179915343350866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5g4ZF9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/s8S1tlj8DPQ/s1600-h/spirit+day+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfUM5g4ZF9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/s8S1tlj8DPQ/s400/spirit+day+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179916281386962" 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/7154292735357287500-7100601218756895093?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7100601218756895093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7100601218756895093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7100601218756895093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7100601218756895093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/04/spirit-day.html' title='Spirit Day!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SfULhRDn4mI/AAAAAAAAAiU/RoIyRexiWYM/s72-c/spirit+day+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-9145496169580831269</id><published>2009-04-20T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:52:31.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great California Adventure - Part 3</title><content type='html'>San Diego was our ultimate destination and on Monday we finally made it there.&lt;br /&gt;Our host was a woman named Anne Rideout. She is a friend of the Taylors from the time they have spent in California.&lt;br /&gt;Her house was on a bluff overlooking Mission Bay.&lt;br /&gt;The first night there we had some spaghetti with her and then went and walked around Seaport Village in the Downtown area.&lt;br /&gt;This is a view of the Seaport Village.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCGo9nFGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/m4dnBMA7Hcs/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCGo9nFGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/m4dnBMA7Hcs/s400/san+diego+trip+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326845878603289698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning it was cold and rainy, and we figured it was a perfect day to go to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;We took a bus tour, watched all the shows, rode the Skyfari ride and saw as much as we could in the 7 hours we were there.&lt;br /&gt;The Skyfari:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCHR0R_pI/AAAAAAAAAhg/gKiLaK8Asfg/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCHR0R_pI/AAAAAAAAAhg/gKiLaK8Asfg/s400/san+diego+trip+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326845889570012818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polar bears:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCHMUoQ1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/CseqZKiG6Fw/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCHMUoQ1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/CseqZKiG6Fw/s400/san+diego+trip+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326845888095077202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The panda at feeding time:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCG2RSHkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Uq_wEICDp04/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCG2RSHkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Uq_wEICDp04/s400/san+diego+trip+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326845882175462978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's favorite- the world's largest rodent (these things were bigger than our dog):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCGi44FGI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-yWzL79ZIvw/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCGi44FGI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-yWzL79ZIvw/s400/san+diego+trip+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326845876972819554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll let you figure out these animals:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezDhLCZRdI/AAAAAAAAAho/v51FbPERhwQ/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezDhLCZRdI/AAAAAAAAAho/v51FbPERhwQ/s400/san+diego+trip+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326847433938388434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezDhR9x9aI/AAAAAAAAAhw/I0ge0-r5W-s/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezDhR9x9aI/AAAAAAAAAhw/I0ge0-r5W-s/s400/san+diego+trip+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326847435798082978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished off the day with some In-n-Out Burger and some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;The next day was still chilly, but I was determined to spend some time by the water, so we rode our bikes to Pacific Beach. We rode the Belmont Park Coaster and explored little shops along the boardwalk.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezEq8DVdqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x0OBYwNMtBA/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezEq8DVdqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x0OBYwNMtBA/s400/san+diego+trip+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326848701226120866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we drove out to Coronado Island and went to the Hotel del Coronado.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezErLm0ijI/AAAAAAAAAiA/X3DIwPF3k-4/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezErLm0ijI/AAAAAAAAAiA/X3DIwPF3k-4/s400/san+diego+trip+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326848705401489970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the movie Monsters vs. Aliens. According to reports, Jay was going to be able to see the 3-D that this movie was made of and although he could see some depth with the new True-D technology, it still wasn't quite 3-D in his eye.&lt;br /&gt;(This is an old picture, but I think it captures Jay's feelings for 3-D movies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezErM6b9RI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0SISsmtVfi4/s1600-h/2007bestyearever+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezErM6b9RI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0SISsmtVfi4/s400/2007bestyearever+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326848705752200466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anne took us out to eat for our last night there, and the next morning we packed up and drove to El Paso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;a&gt;Save Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-9145496169580831269?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/9145496169580831269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=9145496169580831269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/9145496169580831269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/9145496169580831269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-california-adventure-part-3.html' title='The Great California Adventure - Part 3'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SezCGo9nFGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/m4dnBMA7Hcs/s72-c/san+diego+trip+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8488501203356619641</id><published>2009-04-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T07:37:11.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great California Adventure - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SesxekLAYHI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Hyk2mWzchlI/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SesxekLAYHI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Hyk2mWzchlI/s400/san+diego+trip+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405385471418482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were on the road from Phoenix to Anaheim. No impromptu stops along the way this time, but we did have some incredible scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents generously donated some of their Disney Vacation Club points for this part of the trip, so we got to stay at a beautiful hotel - Disney's Paradise Pier Hotel - right on the Disney property in Anaheim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hotel:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswjPWMg4I/AAAAAAAAAfo/70VGjf-_kkM/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswjPWMg4I/AAAAAAAAAfo/70VGjf-_kkM/s400/san+diego+trip+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326404366268924802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Room:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswigIlUWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/gXrcvAslHB0/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswigIlUWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/gXrcvAslHB0/s400/san+diego+trip+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326404353595363682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses3ADzN7gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rJ0fGj4O9UI/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses3ADzN7gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rJ0fGj4O9UI/s400/san+diego+trip+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326411458455399938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pool:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswjB2miiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TLniD8fYtUk/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswjB2miiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TLniD8fYtUk/s400/san+diego+trip+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326404362646751778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The View (this was Disney's California Adventure Theme Park):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Seswj8hiE5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/WZ5qg3v2Las/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Seswj8hiE5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/WZ5qg3v2Las/s400/san+diego+trip+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326404378396070802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to go grocery shopping before dinner and found ourselves in Mexico again!&lt;br /&gt;Well not really, but we went to Market La Fiesta, and we felt right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was to be a treat, going out to eat at Downtown Disney. We ended up eating at the Rainforest Cafe after walking around the stores and seeing the full selection of restaurants. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswjnbhSEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/_CtRXm_DuIE/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SeswjnbhSEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/_CtRXm_DuIE/s400/san+diego+trip+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326404372733708354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sesxed4ibdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4jD6j6M05ME/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sesxed4ibdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4jD6j6M05ME/s400/san+diego+trip+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405383783345618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I met Jay's family. . . a lot of Jay's family for Easter Dinner. We had dinner with 15 or so other people, painted eggs, and swapped a lot of family stories. After dinner, Jay's cousin Courtney took us around to show us Long Beach and Huntington Beach. We drove on a racetrack and ate at Fred's Tacos. (I don't have pictures to post for this because Jay was in charge of the digital camera. . . I had the film one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we relaxed by the pool and walked around some of the other hotels before embarking on the third leg of our trip - San Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging at the pool:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1W_sLwxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ycDFoFGm_7M/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1W_sLwxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ycDFoFGm_7M/s400/san+diego+trip+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326409653465891602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1XABEGHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5ri12m2qhs4/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1XABEGHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5ri12m2qhs4/s400/san+diego+trip+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326409653553469554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1XR_LeFI/AAAAAAAAAgg/P-EpwGeFNX8/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1XR_LeFI/AAAAAAAAAgg/P-EpwGeFNX8/s400/san+diego+trip+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326409658377402450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland Hotel Waterfall:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1XinVcdI/AAAAAAAAAgo/JTLDQeu7uBs/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1XinVcdI/AAAAAAAAAgo/JTLDQeu7uBs/s400/san+diego+trip+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326409662840795602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1Xo5qeaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yyFsAjCy5l4/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Ses1Xo5qeaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/yyFsAjCy5l4/s400/san+diego+trip+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326409664528284066" 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/7154292735357287500-8488501203356619641?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8488501203356619641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8488501203356619641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8488501203356619641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8488501203356619641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-california-adventure-part-2.html' title='The Great California Adventure - Part 2'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SesxekLAYHI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Hyk2mWzchlI/s72-c/san+diego+trip+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-6946010305147449879</id><published>2009-04-18T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:22:13.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great California Adventure - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, I made it 25 years without ever going further west than the Rocky Mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that has all changed. We just finished our last school break and we figured for this one, we would do a whirlwind tour of the American Southwest.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPdxekI0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/1PTAwHgHnJE/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPdxekI0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/1PTAwHgHnJE/s400/san+diego+trip+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326156882235368258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began last Friday, when we left at the crack of dawn to head north to the border. After a white-knuckled ride through the mountains (they don't believe in guard rails in Mexico), we stopped on the side of the road for lunch with our travel partners, the Meissners.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPeZ1psgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-rWExe6BFF8/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPeZ1psgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-rWExe6BFF8/s400/san+diego+trip+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326156893069619714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPedx8HSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4jyIYtqRSV0/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPedx8HSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/4jyIYtqRSV0/s400/san+diego+trip+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326156894127791394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crossed in a town called Agua Prieta, and it was a hair-raising experience as it appeared that everyone in the states of Chihuahua and Sonora decided to cross on Good Friday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a little bribery, but soon we were accepted into the seemingly endless line for the crossing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPfCZpu9I/AAAAAAAAAek/remQhiMsA5Y/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPfCZpu9I/AAAAAAAAAek/remQhiMsA5Y/s400/san+diego+trip+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326156903958035410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Arizona, we wanted out of the car, so we stopped in Tombstone, Arizona for some good old-fashioned touristy fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPe1o-18I/AAAAAAAAAec/ehNThC52xb4/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPe1o-18I/AAAAAAAAAec/ehNThC52xb4/s400/san+diego+trip+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326156900532672450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Grandpa Crabb's and Sue's house by evening, and after some drinks and some appetizers, Jay and I decided to climb the mountain behind their house, and we were rewarded with a beautiful view of Phoenix.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdtB2shI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lAoyWbdPJbs/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdtB2shI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lAoyWbdPJbs/s400/san+diego+trip+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326159080064463378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdICG_9I/AAAAAAAAAes/Wp8BXZ_pW0U/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdICG_9I/AAAAAAAAAes/Wp8BXZ_pW0U/s400/san+diego+trip+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326159070133419986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdeMzymI/AAAAAAAAAe0/L_ttn9hi7Ww/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdeMzymI/AAAAAAAAAe0/L_ttn9hi7Ww/s400/san+diego+trip+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326159076083878498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we helped the Crabb's load up (they were heading off on a RV adventure of their own), and then we were off to Anaheim, CA.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRd22lRxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_MpcJsoiTMg/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRd22lRxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_MpcJsoiTMg/s400/san+diego+trip+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326159082701539090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdiHo6AI/AAAAAAAAAfE/lqdyK55HQ2s/s1600-h/san+diego+trip+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepRdiHo6AI/AAAAAAAAAfE/lqdyK55HQ2s/s400/san+diego+trip+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326159077135935490" 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/7154292735357287500-6946010305147449879?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6946010305147449879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=6946010305147449879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6946010305147449879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6946010305147449879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-california-adventure-part-1.html' title='The Great California Adventure - Part 1'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SepPdxekI0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/1PTAwHgHnJE/s72-c/san+diego+trip+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-857854554887609753</id><published>2009-04-06T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:52:36.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Gone.</title><content type='html'>Every time my life is about to take a drastic change, I get the hankering to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I had a major cut. I really like it, but it is going to take some getting used to. . . I have BANGS for the first time in my life. . . yikes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SdrNyftHVkI/AAAAAAAAAd8/as_6NYAAVMQ/s1600-h/spring08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SdrNyftHVkI/AAAAAAAAAd8/as_6NYAAVMQ/s400/spring08+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321792177079539266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Starr for a fabulous cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-857854554887609753?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/857854554887609753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=857854554887609753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/857854554887609753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/857854554887609753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-all-gone.html' title='It&apos;s All Gone.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SdrNyftHVkI/AAAAAAAAAd8/as_6NYAAVMQ/s72-c/spring08+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-1950110425402898861</id><published>2009-03-22T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:21:23.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to the little ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Addie and Miles&lt;br /&gt;I will see you soon&lt;br /&gt;But for now your faces&lt;br /&gt;Will decorate my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addie maybe soon&lt;br /&gt;You will start to crawl&lt;br /&gt;And Miles soon will&lt;br /&gt;Sit up straight and tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grown-up you'll be&lt;br /&gt;Next time we meet&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to that day&lt;br /&gt;It'll be so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you two keep moving,&lt;br /&gt;Learning, and growing&lt;br /&gt;And for now your pictures&lt;br /&gt;To friends I'll be showing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/ScadYDQG1WI/AAAAAAAAAd0/qSgzSIkDAe4/s1600-h/february+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/ScadYDQG1WI/AAAAAAAAAd0/qSgzSIkDAe4/s400/february+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316109446672733538" 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/7154292735357287500-1950110425402898861?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1950110425402898861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=1950110425402898861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1950110425402898861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1950110425402898861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/03/ode-to-little-ones.html' title='An Ode to the little ones'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/ScadYDQG1WI/AAAAAAAAAd0/qSgzSIkDAe4/s72-c/february+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2326963612847579502</id><published>2009-03-15T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:59:05.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some fun things.</title><content type='html'>This week I saw something here that  didn't think I would see again. . . rain in Chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;After a week of 85 degree days and a few months of sun, we were hit this week with an arctic blast that brought with it precipitation and even a few thunderstorms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken yesterday  morning when I was taking the pup out. It wasn't raining, but it was cold (I could see my breath). The clouds were hanging so low that they covered the tops of the mountains that we can see from our front door.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0VASDQzRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1fsFAYHN-N8/s1600-h/february+09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0VASDQzRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1fsFAYHN-N8/s400/february+09+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313426229956758802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, being the smart people that we are, decided that in the midst of this frigid week we should visit the Mandala Cafe. It is built on the side of a mountain and has outdoor seating. We went with our neighbors, the Meissners, and had a great night wrapping ourselves in wool blankets (the restaurant provides them) , eating yummy food and drinking hot beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0VAWNaGNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Jjea1EusRmI/s1600-h/february+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0VAWNaGNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Jjea1EusRmI/s400/february+09+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313426231073052882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In puppy news, Chango has found a new bed . . . Jay's backpack.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0U_9Y0XcI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BSH-A6cRhjo/s1600-h/february+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0U_9Y0XcI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BSH-A6cRhjo/s400/february+09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313426224410025410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although he is a butt-head a lot of the time, he is just so darn cute, it is hard not to love him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0VApC3IFI/AAAAAAAAAds/vaCAUBPEtsk/s1600-h/february+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0VApC3IFI/AAAAAAAAAds/vaCAUBPEtsk/s400/february+09+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313426236129091666" 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/7154292735357287500-2326963612847579502?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2326963612847579502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2326963612847579502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2326963612847579502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2326963612847579502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-fun-things.html' title='Some fun things.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/Sb0VASDQzRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1fsFAYHN-N8/s72-c/february+09+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7265392252389459937</id><published>2009-03-10T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:59:04.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy is HUGE!</title><content type='html'>I decided to compare last night some of the pictures of the pup.&lt;br /&gt;We have had him for six weeks now and we know he has doubled in weight, but check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic from the first day we got him. Notice his size in comparison to the floor tiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SbZ_8DgcYxI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jfFWC5F1dVA/s1600-h/february+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SbZ_8DgcYxI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jfFWC5F1dVA/s400/february+09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573480240341778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SbZ_88s2M1I/AAAAAAAAAdI/q9NNcDJYKLg/s1600-h/february+09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SbZ_88s2M1I/AAAAAAAAAdI/q9NNcDJYKLg/s400/february+09+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573495593186130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yikes! Our little guy is turning into a grown-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, please pray for us as we are deciding on plans for next year. We desperately want to follow God's plan, but so far the process has gotten us nowhere and has been full of weeping and gnashing of teeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7265392252389459937?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7265392252389459937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7265392252389459937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7265392252389459937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7265392252389459937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/03/puppy-is-huge.html' title='Puppy is HUGE!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SbZ_8DgcYxI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jfFWC5F1dVA/s72-c/february+09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7014904380986562073</id><published>2009-02-28T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T06:54:22.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday wishes.</title><content type='html'>All I can say is I am blessed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SalQAtssYEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/1Pw6iCNMb5g/s1600-h/We+love+you+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SalQAtssYEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/1Pw6iCNMb5g/s400/We+love+you+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307861609030115394" 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/7154292735357287500-7014904380986562073?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7014904380986562073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7014904380986562073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7014904380986562073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7014904380986562073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday wishes.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SalQAtssYEI/AAAAAAAAAcw/1Pw6iCNMb5g/s72-c/We+love+you+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8786364659415684816</id><published>2009-02-03T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:01:38.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pups and Broccoli</title><content type='html'>We have a new pup. He is a sheltie/street dog mix and he spent the first 24hrs with us completely petrified. Having babies is cheep in Mexico, so is buying a dog. We decided to go with the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SYkEqP4SLUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yjEHA1jg-Qo/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SYkEqP4SLUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yjEHA1jg-Qo/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298771560441720130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chango (that is his name) was actually free. He was the result of an attempt at breeding that went terribly wrong when the mother dog got a little frisky with . . . well we don't know what with. . . but anyway, the owners didn't want him, so we took him off their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his current favorite place in our house. The world is just a little big and scary right now, so the smaller the space, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SYkD44Jk3NI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1FNqPvNF8Xo/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SYkD44Jk3NI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1FNqPvNF8Xo/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298770712258206930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Jay and I joined Mexico's version of Sam's Club or Costco; it is called City Club and its membership is nice and cheep (about $10 a year with the current peso exchange rate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping on Saturday and I got this fabulous bag of broccoli.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SYkD45jE1-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Z2DHET7IA7A/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SYkD45jE1-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Z2DHET7IA7A/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298770712633595874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to put broccoli in everything. . . I sneak it in to add nutritional value, so I'm pretty excited that I can get it in such monstrous quantities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-8786364659415684816?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8786364659415684816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8786364659415684816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8786364659415684816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8786364659415684816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/02/pups-and-broccoli.html' title='Pups and Broccoli'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SYkEqP4SLUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yjEHA1jg-Qo/s72-c/Its+a+new+year+2009+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2504495462404617098</id><published>2009-01-17T14:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:35:23.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We climb mountains just because we can.</title><content type='html'>Jay and I realize that we are not going to live a few miles from some fantastic mountain ranges the rest of our lives, so we are trying to take advantage of it while we are here in Chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we decided we were going to climb "the big one", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cerro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grande&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Armed with water, nuts, and, of course, Jay's new &lt;a href="http://www.suunto.tv/index.html?vid=303921"&gt;altimeter watch&lt;/a&gt;, we set out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took about 40 minutes to climb 1700ft, and the view from the top was spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots from the trek.&lt;br /&gt;Here is where we parked the car. . . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mexican's&lt;/span&gt; and their trash disposal. . . I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiIFewNoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/6wrVLVXAJ7Q/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiIFewNoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/6wrVLVXAJ7Q/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292400403163395714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiIVThm9I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4QQq9XmtdGw/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiIVThm9I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4QQq9XmtdGw/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292400407411268562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the view from about 1/2 way up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiIzRqOnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/rRCbQO20K1U/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiIzRqOnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/rRCbQO20K1U/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292400415456508530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJji_dwluI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XGAcsaB0euE/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJji_dwluI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XGAcsaB0euE/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292401964916709090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jay getting in some "real" rock climbing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJjjInQHEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/fWaenDR9b4c/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJjjInQHEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/fWaenDR9b4c/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292401967372442690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the hot pink rock that was 50ft from the summit.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiJAJGEaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9xIk9SZqNMc/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiJAJGEaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9xIk9SZqNMc/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292400418910245282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiKgo0Q1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/eSGY8u__IRY/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiKgo0Q1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/eSGY8u__IRY/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292400444813099858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What goes up, must come down. . .&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJkXJf0P4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/0wOXkQOMvRU/s1600-h/Its+a+new+year+2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJkXJf0P4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/0wOXkQOMvRU/s400/Its+a+new+year+2009+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292402860962889602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh P.S. ~ for all of you who have been suffering through negative zero temps in the States this past week, the temperature for this adventure was a sunny 73 degrees (maybe just one of the bonuses of living south of the border this time of year).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-2504495462404617098?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2504495462404617098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2504495462404617098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2504495462404617098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2504495462404617098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-climb-mountains-just-because-we-can.html' title='We climb mountains just because we can.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SXJiIFewNoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/6wrVLVXAJ7Q/s72-c/Its+a+new+year+2009+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8758823873186845355</id><published>2009-01-05T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:45:07.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break (part 2)</title><content type='html'>After a week in Nebraska, we were off to Michigan. A few flight issues almost delayed the trip, but the very nice people at Northwest hooked us up with a direct flight that got us there a couple hours ahead of schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights from the trip in Michigan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Red Wings game with some Spring Hill friends.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA34yPibI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HqGAKdNQi14/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA34yPibI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HqGAKdNQi14/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287860241366485426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA6EoAsiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rwhMNi5AfP4/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA6EoAsiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rwhMNi5AfP4/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287860278904533538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating Matt's Birthday.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA6X7Av4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/UO4-Lej717g/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA6X7Av4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/UO4-Lej717g/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287860284084502402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA7yjIc-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/FuPeODDbRg0/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA7yjIc-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/FuPeODDbRg0/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287860308411970530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating Christmas on New Year's Day (2009 - the year of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; Christmases).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC1Z5brJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MFJzr0EuvYQ/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC1Z5brJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MFJzr0EuvYQ/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862397738658962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC1_igQpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/v3Gzr-_kONQ/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC1_igQpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/v3Gzr-_kONQ/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862407843037842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC1lP5uHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Kv-kdoxyebo/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC1lP5uHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Kv-kdoxyebo/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862400785692786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Photo Shoot that just had to happen once we all received the same Northface Fleece for Christmas.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC2Jzee4I/AAAAAAAAAac/7e1oWVjXV4Q/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC2Jzee4I/AAAAAAAAAac/7e1oWVjXV4Q/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862410598579074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJGaN2S_sI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3oNxs10pw8s/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJGaN2S_sI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3oNxs10pw8s/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287866328694324930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC2l6eiwI/AAAAAAAAAak/gNNFYanOpD8/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJC2l6eiwI/AAAAAAAAAak/gNNFYanOpD8/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862418144135938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally meeting Miles Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA618qQxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/xL4EU8ZBG8Q/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA618qQxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/xL4EU8ZBG8Q/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287860292144481042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJF2F-nzmI/AAAAAAAAAas/TCP2nxrEb2g/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJF2F-nzmI/AAAAAAAAAas/TCP2nxrEb2g/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287865708106468962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is a little delayed, but Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! (Feliz Navidad y Prospero Ano)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJF2VbrXUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SqJc0SOoJz4/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJF2VbrXUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SqJc0SOoJz4/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287865712254868802" 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/7154292735357287500-8758823873186845355?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8758823873186845355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8758823873186845355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8758823873186845355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8758823873186845355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-break-part-2.html' title='Christmas Break (part 2)'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWJA34yPibI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HqGAKdNQi14/s72-c/nebraska+and+michigan+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4896809214052849769</id><published>2009-01-04T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:40:52.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Well, three weeks is way too long to go between posts, but I have a good reason - Christmas Break!&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from a two week adventure that took us from Chihuahua to El Paso to Omaha to Lincoln to Norfolk to Omaha to Detroit to El Paso and back to Chihuahua again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time was filled with family, friends, a lot of rest and even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights to sum up our time in Nebraska (Michigan will come next post):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music night at the Taylors.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_rnoISCI/AAAAAAAAAYc/8Ox2T3gJ4BA/s1600-h/christmas+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_rnoISCI/AAAAAAAAAYc/8Ox2T3gJ4BA/s400/christmas+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647824858073122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_smaYTaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/SD91vpNbI4M/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_smaYTaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/SD91vpNbI4M/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647841711836578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_sHGuoYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vS_bg_iuAlc/s1600-h/christmas+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_sHGuoYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vS_bg_iuAlc/s400/christmas+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647833307914626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWGAoo3p3_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/zxPQyg-ud5Q/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWGAoo3p3_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/zxPQyg-ud5Q/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648873163644914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWGAnSRKaxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UpGYVRryUus/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWGAnSRKaxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UpGYVRryUus/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648849916750610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Flying monkey.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWGAoLab1LI/AAAAAAAAAZM/TFR4Seou3kM/s1600-h/nebraska+and+michigan+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWGAoLab1LI/AAAAAAAAAZM/TFR4Seou3kM/s400/nebraska+and+michigan+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287648865256461490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with the newest addition of the Taylor/Davy Clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_ryhoKBI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3qXV9yQUv6c/s1600-h/christmas+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_ryhoKBI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3qXV9yQUv6c/s400/christmas+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647827783591954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_sQtG9qI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BXdjym3nZQQ/s1600-h/christmas+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_sQtG9qI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BXdjym3nZQQ/s400/christmas+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647835884811938" 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/7154292735357287500-4896809214052849769?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4896809214052849769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4896809214052849769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4896809214052849769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4896809214052849769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-break-part-1.html' title='Christmas Break (part 1)'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SWF_rnoISCI/AAAAAAAAAYc/8Ox2T3gJ4BA/s72-c/christmas+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7155855110652465445</id><published>2008-12-13T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:09:38.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Elephants and more. . .</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the peak of Christmas celebrations at Binimea.&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we had the first showing of the Christmas Extravaganza (also known as the kids' Christmas program). There will be another one next Friday, but since Jay and I will be winging our way to Nebraska next Friday (Yeah!), we dutifully made an appearance and were very entertained for an hour of our afternoon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpcs5CsdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7-Dq_za00dE/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpcs5CsdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7-Dq_za00dE/s400/christmas+program+and+party+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279460604992729554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpcYdmrkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sfEu426kC8M/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpcYdmrkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sfEu426kC8M/s400/christmas+program+and+party+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279460599508938306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpcE7XzoI/AAAAAAAAAXc/924j_sLcLtc/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpcE7XzoI/AAAAAAAAAXc/924j_sLcLtc/s400/christmas+program+and+party+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279460594265083522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, it was time for the Jr. High Christmas party. Jay and I are Jr. High party sponsors, so we, along with another couple (the Murrays), were running the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate donuts and sang carols.&lt;br /&gt;We played some Ghost in the Graveyard (a hide-and-seek in the dark game) and ate Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;(for those of you who are aware of my aversion to seek and find games, no, I did not actually play the game. . . I was in charge of "base".)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURqLVUWRRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pRYvXyypDlU/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURqLVUWRRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pRYvXyypDlU/s400/christmas+program+and+party+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279461406118659346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURqL6R3G6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/QbSpFGw5xOg/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURqL6R3G6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/QbSpFGw5xOg/s400/christmas+program+and+party+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279461416040340386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpdA_YXTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/J4yR3iImLYM/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpdA_YXTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/J4yR3iImLYM/s400/christmas+program+and+party+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279460610388024626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we finished the night off with a good old-fashioned White Elephant gift exchange.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the gift selection and here is the fantastic "Canada" T-shirt I walked away with.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpdo65_hI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xQ5JUyJPeQQ/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpdo65_hI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xQ5JUyJPeQQ/s400/christmas+program+and+party+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279460621106675218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURqL5n7VpI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Cxm0P6IFghM/s1600-h/christmas+program+and+party+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURqL5n7VpI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Cxm0P6IFghM/s400/christmas+program+and+party+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279461415864456850" 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/7154292735357287500-7155855110652465445?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7155855110652465445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7155855110652465445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7155855110652465445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7155855110652465445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/12/white-elephants-and-more.html' title='White Elephants and more. . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SURpcs5CsdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7-Dq_za00dE/s72-c/christmas+program+and+party+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-8624952946326689162</id><published>2008-12-10T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:34:19.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to our (new) home!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know 4 different homes in 14 months of marriage is not normal, but I actually think we will be in this one at least 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved into this new house just this past week. The old one just did not feel safe to me anymore. It was isolated, hard to get to, and surrounded by vicious dogs. Jay absorbed by feelings and found us a new house that is two blocks from the school and that has neighbors (friends of ours actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is much smaller and we are still moving things from our old house into storage, but here are a few shots from our new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Jay warming himself by our wood stove (the only source of heat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaZG5tCvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/zv2c6rFjzFo/s1600-h/the+move+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaZG5tCvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/zv2c6rFjzFo/s400/the+move+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278318150674090738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our living room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaY-5RDjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bQytQ3I9W80/s1600-h/the+move+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaY-5RDjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bQytQ3I9W80/s400/the+move+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278318148524772914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and Torre (our neighbor) tossing the newly bought firewood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaZpiR02I/AAAAAAAAAWA/yrZ65bJ0y3c/s1600-h/the+move+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaZpiR02I/AAAAAAAAAWA/yrZ65bJ0y3c/s400/the+move+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278318159971079010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's a treat for all the Spanish speakers in our lives - a glimpse at our bilingual Christmas celebrations:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaaYZHekI/AAAAAAAAAWI/SpvRzZg2thY/s1600-h/the+move+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaaYZHekI/AAAAAAAAAWI/SpvRzZg2thY/s400/the+move+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278318172549118530" 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/7154292735357287500-8624952946326689162?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8624952946326689162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=8624952946326689162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8624952946326689162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/8624952946326689162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-to-our-new-home.html' title='Welcome to our (new) home!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SUBaZG5tCvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/zv2c6rFjzFo/s72-c/the+move+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-847298664009475285</id><published>2008-12-01T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:02:05.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Orange Adventure!</title><content type='html'>It is strange, in Mexico even the most mundane things seem to be an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;The most recent one was Jay and I attempting to get the (seemingly) ripe oranges off our tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orange tree, unfortunately, is located between a thorn bush and a fence, so it was an adventure to trek back and retrieve the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am surveying the course:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx7KOJqfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TqLf-7Dt6gw/s1600-h/orange+adventure+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx7KOJqfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TqLf-7Dt6gw/s400/orange+adventure+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036693471799794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most formidable obstacle:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx7xSqVyI/AAAAAAAAAVI/4eFTkSfxObA/s1600-h/orange+adventure+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx7xSqVyI/AAAAAAAAAVI/4eFTkSfxObA/s400/orange+adventure+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036703959701282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making it through:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx8GSB6VI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/6T0bxDN-76Y/s1600-h/orange+adventure+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx8GSB6VI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/6T0bxDN-76Y/s400/orange+adventure+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036709594196306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reaching the Fruit:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx8TNMLRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/H8cWM0wKqwE/s1600-h/orange+adventure+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx8TNMLRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/H8cWM0wKqwE/s400/orange+adventure+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036713063558418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Crop:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx8nZhdaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_szAUtMIykM/s1600-h/orange+adventure+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx8nZhdaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_szAUtMIykM/s400/orange+adventure+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036718483994018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finding out it was bad and (literally) throwing it away:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSyTHsqkwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9ljPJHRGeOs/s1600-h/orange+adventure+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSyTHsqkwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9ljPJHRGeOs/s400/orange+adventure+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275037105111339778" 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/7154292735357287500-847298664009475285?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/847298664009475285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=847298664009475285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/847298664009475285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/847298664009475285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-orange-adventure.html' title='The Great Orange Adventure!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STSx7KOJqfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TqLf-7Dt6gw/s72-c/orange+adventure+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7975871802699645788</id><published>2008-11-29T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:05:39.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Party Time!</title><content type='html'>Well, it is official.&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are upon us.&lt;br /&gt;(It is hard to believe since it is 70 degrees and sunny every day.)&lt;br /&gt;We kicked off the season with two traditional favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Although we had to work this Thanksgiving, we were invited to a party after school. It was a potluck, and it was our job to bring enough mashed potatoes for 16 people. Making the potatoes almost resulted in destroying the Steins kitchen, but, nevertheless, we arrived on time with 5lbs of mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;Some said we overdid it, but at the end of the night, not a speck of potatoes came home with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table for this meal was a pool table with a top and a tablecloth on it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIACyrh58I/AAAAAAAAAUA/IqWOj7npV-8/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIACyrh58I/AAAAAAAAAUA/IqWOj7npV-8/s400/Christmastime+20008+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274278161568360386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the spread:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIACUoU9GI/AAAAAAAAAT4/kUS353xE33A/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIACUoU9GI/AAAAAAAAAT4/kUS353xE33A/s400/Christmastime+20008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274278153501865058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the aftermath:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIADmggsMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/63eqos2eGTU/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIADmggsMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/63eqos2eGTU/s400/Christmastime+20008+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274278175480787138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIADenIOkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/9NI1tJpnLlI/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIADenIOkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/9NI1tJpnLlI/s400/Christmastime+20008+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274278173361060418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some friends:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIADmSPA9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/rJ54LliK5oM/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIADmSPA9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/rJ54LliK5oM/s400/Christmastime+20008+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274278175420908498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight, Jay and I held a traditional "Baking and Bonding". (For more info on "Baking and Bonding" check out another recent post").&lt;br /&gt;We took the chance on possibly destroying the Steins kitchen once again, but I truly believe the Lord protected us. I did blow up a pressure cooker and burn some beans (we had chili while we worked), but, other than that, the night went smoothly and was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was the group:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB-YkXb9I/AAAAAAAAAUg/bYMZ7Wqj0u4/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB-YkXb9I/AAAAAAAAAUg/bYMZ7Wqj0u4/s400/Christmastime+20008+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274280284862771154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some of our handiwork:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB-try99I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zNnm738G4G0/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB-try99I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zNnm738G4G0/s400/Christmastime+20008+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274280290531080146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB-_EJjZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VHzwbBsIfAA/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB-_EJjZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VHzwbBsIfAA/s400/Christmastime+20008+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274280295196626322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB_JnqImI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dvE6n__xUy4/s1600-h/Christmastime+20008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIB_JnqImI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dvE6n__xUy4/s400/Christmastime+20008+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274280298029916770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for the Holidays and yay for being with family in less than three weeks! (not that I am counting down or anything. . .)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7975871802699645788?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7975871802699645788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7975871802699645788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7975871802699645788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7975871802699645788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-party-time.html' title='It&apos;s Party Time!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/STIACyrh58I/AAAAAAAAAUA/IqWOj7npV-8/s72-c/Christmastime+20008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-1093039235165688223</id><published>2008-11-24T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:12:08.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've (Temporarily) Upgraded.</title><content type='html'>For two weeks Jay and I are house-sitting for a missionary family. Although it involves driving to our house everyday to walk the dog and check the mouse traps (we are currently waging war against the mice in our house and we've taken out six already), the house we are staying in now is quite a bit nicer than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've exchanged this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrNFoOS4I/AAAAAAAAATo/pdDgOyArSkw/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrNFoOS4I/AAAAAAAAATo/pdDgOyArSkw/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272425661360655234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMSdoDhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/l6JW6L3_E-o/s1600-h/fall2008+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMSdoDhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/l6JW6L3_E-o/s400/fall2008+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272425647625997842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMJjR2oI/AAAAAAAAATI/Pp5rPxF4YT0/s1600-h/fall2008+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMJjR2oI/AAAAAAAAATI/Pp5rPxF4YT0/s400/fall2008+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272425645233789570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStsEgUVSMI/AAAAAAAAATw/WP3ZT1UDdTI/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStsEgUVSMI/AAAAAAAAATw/WP3ZT1UDdTI/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272426613417789634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMwsWpkI/AAAAAAAAATg/DSEHTBcCfP0/s1600-h/fall2008+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMwsWpkI/AAAAAAAAATg/DSEHTBcCfP0/s400/fall2008+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272425655740835394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMuJVnpI/AAAAAAAAATY/-W1kpILbwCY/s1600-h/fall2008+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrMuJVnpI/AAAAAAAAATY/-W1kpILbwCY/s400/fall2008+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272425655057096338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needless to say we have temporarily upgraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of houses, we are considering a move to a different house in a safer neighborhood. Although many missionaries are supporting our decision, we are also receiving a lot of opposition.&lt;br /&gt;We are praying for God's guidance and would appreciate you joining us in prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-1093039235165688223?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1093039235165688223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=1093039235165688223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1093039235165688223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1093039235165688223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/11/weve-temporarily-upgraded.html' title='We&apos;ve (Temporarily) Upgraded.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SStrNFoOS4I/AAAAAAAAATo/pdDgOyArSkw/s72-c/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4738719600230409194</id><published>2008-11-16T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:49:30.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa really does exist. . . even in Mexico!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a day full of fun and frivolity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began with a second round of "Baking and Bonding". For as long as I can remember, my family has had this Christmas tradition known as "baking and bonding". On some weekend before Christmas, my family along with another family, the Ronkettos, gather together to bake Christmas cookies, decorate sugar cookies, and spend time together. (here is a pic from an Original Baking and Bonding)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCh3RNwpLI/AAAAAAAAATA/PTNVxk9u7YY/s1600-h/old+baking+and+bonding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCh3RNwpLI/AAAAAAAAATA/PTNVxk9u7YY/s400/old+baking+and+bonding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269389534909473970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have had to miss this beloved tradition for the last couple of years, I have worked to carry it on wherever I might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already had two "Baking and Bonding" experiences this year (and it isn't even December). The first was in Nebraska with Lori and Crystal (never were so many cookies made in such a short period of time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second happened yesterday, although the people planning it didn't know that "Baking and Bonding" was its official name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos from that time:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChqznYqTI/AAAAAAAAASg/O33zNOCtwBY/s1600-h/baking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChqznYqTI/AAAAAAAAASg/O33zNOCtwBY/s400/baking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269389320805460274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChrF5dpkI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z0cupkiKb7E/s1600-h/baking2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChrF5dpkI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z0cupkiKb7E/s400/baking2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269389325713122882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChrJAeeBI/AAAAAAAAASo/W65HaV2BXUU/s1600-h/baking1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChrJAeeBI/AAAAAAAAASo/W65HaV2BXUU/s400/baking1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269389326547843090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTvVSS0sI/AAAAAAAAARo/FwCjKGzOz5c/s1600-h/fall2008+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTvVSS0sI/AAAAAAAAARo/FwCjKGzOz5c/s400/fall2008+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269374005400490690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(This was the first "Baking and Bonding" to include Tea Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTvD0UCiI/AAAAAAAAARg/iKKN4yw6RHk/s1600-h/fall2008+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTvD0UCiI/AAAAAAAAARg/iKKN4yw6RHk/s400/fall2008+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269374000711338530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChrWZq9zI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JAhou4VXmkM/s1600-h/baking3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSChrWZq9zI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JAhou4VXmkM/s400/baking3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269389330143180594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am secretly planning a third "Baking and Bonding" in which the official sugar cookie decorating will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay had a craving last night for tacos, so we set off in the minivan to find a (cheap) taco place.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was only 5:30, every restaurant was open. . . but empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of Jay with the completely empty restaurant behind his head.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTwEGYbqI/AAAAAAAAARw/UfdRAZCu1pI/s1600-h/fall2008+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTwEGYbqI/AAAAAAAAARw/UfdRAZCu1pI/s400/fall2008+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269374017966993058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the desired tacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTweJfgNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0N4LoUFzYiI/s1600-h/fall2008+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCTweJfgNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0N4LoUFzYiI/s400/fall2008+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269374024959361234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here was the bathroom - I have had many interesting bathroom experiences in Mexico and this one is noteworthy because it was good! They had toilet paper &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY8QDF9_I/AAAAAAAAASA/RYv6A_gFZzM/s1600-h/fall2008+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY8QDF9_I/AAAAAAAAASA/RYv6A_gFZzM/s400/fall2008+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269379724890994674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't want to spend another night at home, and most places around Chihuahua right now are considered dangerous after dark, so. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Mall! And I was shocked to find out Mexican malls are just as crazy with their Christmas decorations as American malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY87suYxI/AAAAAAAAASI/Pe8nsi3CWGE/s1600-h/fall2008+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY87suYxI/AAAAAAAAASI/Pe8nsi3CWGE/s400/fall2008+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269379736608334610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we looked they had these Christmas candy creations set up. They also had a GIANT Christmas tree and a Santa figurine (no real Santa. . . at least not yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now for a sidenote: I pulled out the end of our loaf of bread this morning and this is what I found.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY9ambZNI/AAAAAAAAASY/MNP0J1G7Ss8/s1600-h/fall2008+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY9ambZNI/AAAAAAAAASY/MNP0J1G7Ss8/s400/fall2008+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269379744903423186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY9H8-s5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/BLJZoPIhXsU/s1600-h/fall2008+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCY9H8-s5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/BLJZoPIhXsU/s400/fall2008+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269379739897738130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The package was intact so we know it wasn't our mice (yes, we have mice, but I am getting used to it), So we figure it must have happened during the packaging. If anybody has any ideas, please let us know. Anyway, it made Jay and I laugh and ask "WHY!?!" for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-4738719600230409194?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4738719600230409194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4738719600230409194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4738719600230409194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4738719600230409194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/11/santa-really-does-exist-even-in-mexico.html' title='Santa really does exist. . . even in Mexico!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SSCh3RNwpLI/AAAAAAAAATA/PTNVxk9u7YY/s72-c/old+baking+and+bonding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7367300332491997313</id><published>2008-11-13T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:28:56.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Swing of Things</title><content type='html'>Well, we are officially back. With (almost) one week of school under our belts, we feel like that break may or may not have actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home to  a house that desperately needed cleaning. It seems as though all of Mexico dried and shriveled into dust while we were gone. Said dust then proceeded to plant itself on every surface of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my attempt to capture the mayhem on film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF4HLo7gI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DSzPuNlu4IA/s1600-h/fall2008+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF4HLo7gI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DSzPuNlu4IA/s400/fall2008+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268303231907851778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jay helping with the cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF4SzmTxI/AAAAAAAAARA/D0ud4l1L2jY/s1600-h/fall2008+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF4SzmTxI/AAAAAAAAARA/D0ud4l1L2jY/s400/fall2008+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268303235028242194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is our very dead plant that simply could not survive a week without our tender love.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF5M2JnmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Qr3YDJC_xGk/s1600-h/fall2008+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF5M2JnmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Qr3YDJC_xGk/s400/fall2008+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268303250608201314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, with the whole drying and shriveling process has come something I don't think I was totally prepared for here in Mexico - Cold Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we wake in the mornings it is about 50 degrees in our house, and a day full of baking in the sun doesn't do much to warm the place. So far, we are too cheap to turn on our heater. We simply layer up in the evenings and sleep nice and warm under our new quilt that was bestowed upon us by Mama Taylor in Nebraska.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF40C55_I/AAAAAAAAARI/qpDacFRJhq0/s1600-h/fall2008+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF40C55_I/AAAAAAAAARI/qpDacFRJhq0/s400/fall2008+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268303243950811122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we are ok. Adjusting to being back. Freezing our tushes off when we use the bathroom (the bathroom window is permanently stuck open about 2 inches), and returning to the service God has planned for us for this season in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7367300332491997313?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7367300332491997313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7367300332491997313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7367300332491997313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7367300332491997313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-in-swing-of-things.html' title='Back in the Swing of Things'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRzF4HLo7gI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DSzPuNlu4IA/s72-c/fall2008+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-4423223528068319537</id><published>2008-11-09T19:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:58:58.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more suitcases. . . at least for a week</title><content type='html'>Jay and I have been living out of suitcases for the last few weeks, but what that means is that we have been able to do some very fun things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we were able to escape our isolated, strange-colored, mouse-ridden home for a week and go house-sit for some friends who live in a gorgeous house on the outskirts of town.&lt;br /&gt;Being there was a retreat for me and for the first time since being in Mexico, I was able to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time there was full as we still had to care for our dog back at our house, drive to and from work and attend (under the threat of being pied in the face) the fall festival at our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won a cake and for money our students were able to lock us up in "prison" or the "cage" for a time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReuxBrOsWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KPdvOChl_ec/s1600-h/trip+to+Nebraska+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReuxBrOsWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KPdvOChl_ec/s400/trip+to+Nebraska+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266870446519660898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a party at the high school girls' bible study I attend. The party was both to celebrate Erika's birthday and say good-bye to our fearless leader, Melody, for a time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReuwmUap0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/bAM_zhei54w/s1600-h/trip+to+Nebraska+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReuwmUap0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/bAM_zhei54w/s400/trip+to+Nebraska+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266870439176218434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we hit the road:&lt;br /&gt;4 hrs to El Paso&lt;br /&gt;10 hrs to Denver&lt;br /&gt;9 hrs to Norfolk, NE&lt;br /&gt;2 hrs to Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;17 hrs to El Paso&lt;br /&gt;+ 4 hrs to Chihuahua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 46 hrs in the car and 3,000 plus miles under our belt, but a whole lot of fun and quality time with people we love.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReuxSJj2UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eLAqL-D-3OE/s1600-h/trip+to+Nebraska+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReuxSJj2UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eLAqL-D-3OE/s400/trip+to+Nebraska+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266870450941843778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReux4gtH1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aOjQAs3_CmQ/s1600-h/trip+to+Nebraska+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReux4gtH1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aOjQAs3_CmQ/s400/trip+to+Nebraska+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266870461239467858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewi7WAPOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WISFfIP_Nco/s1600-h/fall2008+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewi7WAPOI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WISFfIP_Nco/s400/fall2008+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266872403325107426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewib4oSHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GtnvGwrtba8/s1600-h/trip+to+Nebraska+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewib4oSHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GtnvGwrtba8/s400/trip+to+Nebraska+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266872394880403570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewh6BgHHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7y3t16hRT98/s1600-h/trip+to+Nebraska+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewh6BgHHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7y3t16hRT98/s400/trip+to+Nebraska+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266872385790811250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewhWMTtdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/g0RQfURF0AU/s1600-h/trip+to+Nebraska+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SRewhWMTtdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/g0RQfURF0AU/s400/trip+to+Nebraska+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266872376172459474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry it has been so long since my last post. . . with all the travel, I didn't have my camera cord with me and posts are just no good without pictures :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-4423223528068319537?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4423223528068319537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=4423223528068319537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4423223528068319537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/4423223528068319537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-more-suitcases-at-least-for-week.html' title='No more suitcases. . . at least for a week'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SReuxBrOsWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KPdvOChl_ec/s72-c/trip+to+Nebraska+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2138477788443256438</id><published>2008-10-22T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:29:13.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Top Coffee and a Very Large Bull</title><content type='html'>Well, the girls are gone now, and our house is empty once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another full day. After Church and lunch out, we went to a soccer game, Tacos Chi'huas for dinner, and out to see the city at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from the soccer game:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_64GB9yxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2ruKsF19gCY/s1600-h/fall2008+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_64GB9yxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2ruKsF19gCY/s400/fall2008+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260198731390503698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_636h4DnI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yEJiLWrktXs/s1600-h/fall2008+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_636h4DnI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yEJiLWrktXs/s400/fall2008+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260198728303119986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the giant statue of a bull that is next to a giant flagpole (why is everything so big in Mexico and why do they build so many statues?)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_64sKeEOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vqN47sSWa1E/s1600-h/fall2008+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_64sKeEOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vqN47sSWa1E/s400/fall2008+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260198741626720482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the night off at a cafe on the side of a mountain. We drank hot Mexican drinks and snuggled under the complimentary blankets that the waiters are kind enough to give the people who are brave enough to face the cool evening temps on the patio.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_65KGtbYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/syGP6KkYY5I/s1600-h/fall2008+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_65KGtbYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/syGP6KkYY5I/s400/fall2008+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260198749664013698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_65_fnBUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/vzFfbSgVC7o/s1600-h/fall2008+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_65_fnBUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/vzFfbSgVC7o/s400/fall2008+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260198763995530562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_7TEdqfZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lmGkl-UGc-w/s1600-h/fall2008+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_7TEdqfZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lmGkl-UGc-w/s400/fall2008+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260199194826276242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you girls for a fabulous weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: Jay and I had our 1 year anniversary on Monday. Although the wedding seems like it just happened last week, we have held enough jobs and lived enough places in one year to fill many years to come.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Juanito and I am looking forward to those years to come.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_8q50up3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Pf3C5Vt_d4w/s1600-h/231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_8q50up3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Pf3C5Vt_d4w/s400/231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260200703798716274" 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/7154292735357287500-2138477788443256438?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2138477788443256438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2138477788443256438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2138477788443256438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2138477788443256438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/mountain-top-coffee-and-very-large-bull.html' title='Mountain Top Coffee and a Very Large Bull'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SP_64GB9yxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2ruKsF19gCY/s72-c/fall2008+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-6467655311713412102</id><published>2008-10-18T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:00:36.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls Are Here!</title><content type='html'>I have neglected to post the last couple of days - I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we survived yet another trip to Majalca (the same place we took the Jr. Highers). We went with the Tylers and the Meissners, and although the trip killed the Tyler's car, I think overall it was a pretty fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVJAV9OhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9nY16TEru0Y/s1600-h/fall2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVJAV9OhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9nY16TEru0Y/s400/fall2008+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258679496851929618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVJf8zcnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MPzmfyxY660/s1600-h/fall2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVJf8zcnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/MPzmfyxY660/s400/fall2008+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258679505336365682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, we have company. My sister-in-law Melissa is here and she brought her friend Laura. They arrived last night and today we conquered the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to El Pasito, on a seemingly endless search for cowboy boots for Melissa.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqWJ23XJYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/U2ikrFk_I0E/s1600-h/fall2008+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqWJ23XJYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/U2ikrFk_I0E/s400/fall2008+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258680610999182722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went downtown and had a treat of Elotes before we went to the governor's palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVJ9L8AMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/htsJIf6EnCk/s1600-h/fall2008+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVJ9L8AMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/htsJIf6EnCk/s400/fall2008+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258679513184469186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVKR5bX2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/kc65lgJGN_4/s1600-h/fall2008+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVKR5bX2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/kc65lgJGN_4/s400/fall2008+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258679518743977826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the square in front of the Cathedral.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVKWHYBRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/p6ZnTNYUWIM/s1600-h/fall2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVKWHYBRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/p6ZnTNYUWIM/s400/fall2008+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258679519876220178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lunch at the Deportiva and watched people race their babies... yes, those are infants crawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqWKeR19bI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Dj3gS9gkY1k/s1600-h/fall2008+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqWKeR19bI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Dj3gS9gkY1k/s400/fall2008+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258680621579236786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a walk with the dog, we ate dinner at home and soon we are going to sit down and watch the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Three Amigos&lt;/span&gt; (my request: these three have been quoting it all day, and I am feeling left out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another full day planned for tomorrow that may or may not include climbing at least one mountain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-6467655311713412102?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6467655311713412102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=6467655311713412102' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6467655311713412102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/6467655311713412102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/girls-are-here.html' title='The Girls Are Here!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SPqVJAV9OhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9nY16TEru0Y/s72-c/fall2008+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7479349947016152941</id><published>2008-10-12T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:45:47.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts. . .</title><content type='html'>Lately, I have been thinking a lot about "home". Where is it? How can I get to it? When can I get to it? etc. . . Today I had a realization: I don't know where home is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it is back in Michigan, in my parents house where I have spent 22 or so years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it is in Lincoln, in the dark, cozy, little basement where Jay and I spent our first few months of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, (and this one is more rare) I think it is here, in Chihuahua, in this brightly colored home with it's weird noises and unreliable electricity.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it is at camp.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it is in Norfolk.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it is Up North.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it is at Disney.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, . . . well you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God has revealed something to me. I have lived in three different "homes" in the (almost) year since I have been married, and God has given me peace in each one.&lt;br /&gt;He is teaching me that "home" is where I am serving Him. "Home" is any place that I have had peace that comes from Him. I am blessed to have so many places that I consider "home", and God is teaching me how to serve Him and have peace in Him wherever I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note:  Last night we had a random storm come through Chihuahua in the middle of the night. Whenever it rains, our electricity tends to turn off and then on again several times. It was doing this in the middle of the night, when all of a sudden, there was a huge crack of thunder and a flash of lightning at the exact same moment, as the lightning struck very near our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was that?!?" I asked as adrenaline coursed through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;"It sounded like a shotgun," Jay mumbled, half asleep. "Or a cannon. . . yeah, it sounded more like a cannon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jay, most likely it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a cannon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7479349947016152941?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7479349947016152941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7479349947016152941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7479349947016152941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7479349947016152941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-thoughts.html' title='Some thoughts. . .'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5463659462161883286</id><published>2008-10-06T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:11:32.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the Week.</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple of pictures that sum up the highlights of the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, here is the GIGANTIC pepper I found at the grocery store. In this picture I am holding it so that one side is touching my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOqY74JBMWI/AAAAAAAAANk/VPJd8iC1rtw/s1600-h/fall2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOqY74JBMWI/AAAAAAAAANk/VPJd8iC1rtw/s400/fall2008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254180069731021154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night we went out to eat with the MacDonalds (including their girls Leanne and Katie, and new grandson Gideon), and the Steinbachers (John, his daughter Julia and the new grandbaby, Naddie).&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the grandpas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOqY8NTofTI/AAAAAAAAANs/8ofJS_t_eYI/s1600-h/fall2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOqY8NTofTI/AAAAAAAAANs/8ofJS_t_eYI/s400/fall2008+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254180075412684082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a shot, minus the grandparents and one baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOqY8fAEHDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_zgp-crzGsA/s1600-h/fall2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOqY8fAEHDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_zgp-crzGsA/s400/fall2008+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254180080162446386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's all for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-5463659462161883286?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5463659462161883286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=5463659462161883286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5463659462161883286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5463659462161883286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-of-week.html' title='Pictures of the Week.'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOqY74JBMWI/AAAAAAAAANk/VPJd8iC1rtw/s72-c/fall2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2555424251936564903</id><published>2008-09-29T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:24:02.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jr. High Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF_Y3BcUUI/AAAAAAAAANU/5g6p47qbUPo/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF_Y3BcUUI/AAAAAAAAANU/5g6p47qbUPo/s400/jr.high+camping+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251618705554297154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend Jay and I were chaperons on a the Jr. High Camping Trip for Binimea. Saturday morning we, along with 2 other teachers, loaded up 12 students (9 boys, 3 girls) for an overnight camping trip in Majalca, a park that is about 20 miles from Chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campsites are all situated along a riverbed, and the riverbed, if it hasn't been raining, acts as the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we set up camp and the kids played football, went on hikes, and ate a lot of food. Unfortunately, that afternoon it started raining, and it kept raining into the evening. That caused the river to rise.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9geKB-NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Tn6scKdPhDk/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9geKB-NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Tn6scKdPhDk/s400/jr.high+camping+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251616637295130834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had roasted some hot-dogs and it was dark, we heard a truck coming down the riverbed. It made it about 200ft. past our campsite and then we heard a "clunk" and the truck stopped moving. The driver had gotten his truck balanced on a boulder. We helped him get it off in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9hNELqlI/AAAAAAAAANE/wzUNwj2eJ2Q/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9hNELqlI/AAAAAAAAANE/wzUNwj2eJ2Q/s400/jr.high+camping+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251616649887066706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the kids had spent the day in the river, and when the temps dropped at night, they all froze throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning Jay and I made eggs for all the kids and we held a devotional time. Then it was back to the hikes and the football.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9g_gr11I/AAAAAAAAAM8/y7yxvi9V3Po/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9g_gr11I/AAAAAAAAAM8/y7yxvi9V3Po/s400/jr.high+camping+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251616646248519506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9g1ejnJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GXHK2dHR_iI/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9g1ejnJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GXHK2dHR_iI/s400/jr.high+camping+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251616643555237010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9gjJXkFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S5Vin_NxRhQ/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF9gjJXkFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S5Vin_NxRhQ/s400/jr.high+camping+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251616638634528850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river rose through the night, but Sunday was bright and sunny and by the time we left, it had dropped enough for us to try and get our cars out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did run into some trouble when we came across a half sunk Jeep Liberty. We tried to help pull them out and almost got stuck ourselves.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF_Yik2_lI/AAAAAAAAANM/3SuRx7pIAxk/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF_Yik2_lI/AAAAAAAAANM/3SuRx7pIAxk/s400/jr.high+camping+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251618700065701458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we were past the block and on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it safely. We were all exhausted in school today, but we all had some good stories to tell.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF_Y7C-N1I/AAAAAAAAANc/knuhnsq8pNw/s1600-h/jr.high+camping+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF_Y7C-N1I/AAAAAAAAANc/knuhnsq8pNw/s400/jr.high+camping+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251618706634454866" 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/7154292735357287500-2555424251936564903?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2555424251936564903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2555424251936564903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2555424251936564903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2555424251936564903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/jr-high-camping-trip.html' title='Jr. High Camping Trip'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SOF_Y3BcUUI/AAAAAAAAANU/5g6p47qbUPo/s72-c/jr.high+camping+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-5279103365360721189</id><published>2008-09-25T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:32:05.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caborachi - Part 4 - Food Deliveries and Cerro Grande</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday of our trip we traveled with the Finches to a neighboring valley to drop off food. Apparently it is a bad food year in their area. The rains came late, and the corn that was planted early all died. The Finches happen to have a generous donor who donated $8,000 to buy food for the Tarahumara. When we arrived the Finches' kitchen was full of rice, beans, oil, tuna, and sardines. By the time we left, it was all almost gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house pictured here was the house of the governor or chief of the tribe. He and the other men gathered to meet us and they would distribute the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdFMG0XwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pO757b4WeWI/s1600-h/caborachi+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdFMG0XwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pO757b4WeWI/s400/caborachi+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250173609337708290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdEyJss4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/qvSuOgvhsrI/s1600-h/caborachi+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdEyJss4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/qvSuOgvhsrI/s400/caborachi+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250173602370466690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was freezing (it barely got above the forties) and it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdFbTYELI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NMot-yDa2H4/s1600-h/caborachi+277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdFbTYELI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NMot-yDa2H4/s400/caborachi+277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250173613416911026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women and children were very shy. It took us being there almost a half an hour for them to emerge from the house. That pot held some sort of corn concoction.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdFEJeYlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/V7VdJrOKxlA/s1600-h/caborachi+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdFEJeYlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/V7VdJrOKxlA/s400/caborachi+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250173607201366610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did end up getting to go inside the house. I didn't get a picture, but to sum it up, it held a wood stove in the center and two planks with blankets on top of them that I think served as beds. Other than some saved bags and cans in the corner. . . that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon, in the rain and fog, Jay and I climbed Cerro Grande, the tallest mountain in the valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of us about half-way up. You can see Caborachi in the distance.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgEuS4r1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/YX3gjLYQl1A/s1600-h/caborachi+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgEuS4r1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/YX3gjLYQl1A/s400/caborachi+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250176899870142290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgFmXHGHI/AAAAAAAAALM/ogtGuscadbY/s1600-h/caborachi+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgFmXHGHI/AAAAAAAAALM/ogtGuscadbY/s400/caborachi+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250176914920249458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture from the very top. . . we couldn't see a thing the fog was so thick.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgFZU5EfI/AAAAAAAAALE/QPJ0roAlPk4/s1600-h/caborachi+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgFZU5EfI/AAAAAAAAALE/QPJ0roAlPk4/s400/caborachi+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250176911421280754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, at one point we sort of lost the trail. . . stuck in the bushes, we thought it was an appropriate picture moment.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgFEFD0MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YPOZMRYwHQE/s1600-h/caborachi+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgFEFD0MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YPOZMRYwHQE/s400/caborachi+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250176905717731522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgEzljNCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9QxWoJg9QP0/s1600-h/caborachi+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxgEzljNCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9QxWoJg9QP0/s400/caborachi+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250176901290603554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to Rancheria, another nearby valley to deliver more food. They weren't expecting us, so we ended up leaving the food with the school teacher at the one-room school house. Then we set off down the valley to tell the people there that there was food waiting for them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxik0PPfpI/AAAAAAAAALU/weUEiG7BCwU/s1600-h/caborachi+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxik0PPfpI/AAAAAAAAALU/weUEiG7BCwU/s400/caborachi+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250179650244542098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a trail part of the way and we forged the trail the rest of the way.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilO_BTOI/AAAAAAAAALc/n5d5H5Kvp_c/s1600-h/caborachi+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilO_BTOI/AAAAAAAAALc/n5d5H5Kvp_c/s400/caborachi+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250179657424260322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The valley was beautiful, and a lot more rustic than we had seen up to that point.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilrzRZ5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/CZ3tkPqbjeM/s1600-h/caborachi+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilrzRZ5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/CZ3tkPqbjeM/s400/caborachi+125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250179665159612306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxlEUCEihI/AAAAAAAAAL8/C4iz6gXfdeU/s1600-h/caborachi+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxlEUCEihI/AAAAAAAAAL8/C4iz6gXfdeU/s400/caborachi+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250182390378433042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilTouroI/AAAAAAAAALk/E6QDjmmyy-E/s1600-h/caborachi+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilTouroI/AAAAAAAAALk/E6QDjmmyy-E/s400/caborachi+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250179658672942722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxlEax-ByI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZaSij1nMtzY/s1600-h/caborachi+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxlEax-ByI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZaSij1nMtzY/s400/caborachi+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250182392189945634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we recovered from that hike, Jay and I took off on the bike to try and find a cave from his childhood that he remembered camping at.&lt;br /&gt;It took much longer than we thought, but eventually we found it. Inside there was an old grain mill and a goat pen.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilQYaRKI/AAAAAAAAALs/nTdJjjxUAww/s1600-h/caborachi+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxilQYaRKI/AAAAAAAAALs/nTdJjjxUAww/s400/caborachi+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250179657799189666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxlEhijxCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Aw4hQKorEUQ/s1600-h/caborachi+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxlEhijxCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Aw4hQKorEUQ/s400/caborachi+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250182394004358178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much later, after dark, we ended up hot-tubbing with the Finches. Yes - Hot-Tubbing. They got one this past year, and we had a great time with them, just talking and enjoying the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught the bus at Agua Azul the next morning. We went with another bus line than the one that we travelled (most of the way) there on. With the help of Dramamine, I had a wonderful trip back to Chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to our little house and our very excited Prince around 2:30 in the afternoon, and thus ended our Caborachi adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Note: Between Jay and I we took about 300 pictures in 5 days. This is just a warning. When we see you all at Christmas, be prepared to look at albums and relive the trip once again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-5279103365360721189?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5279103365360721189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=5279103365360721189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5279103365360721189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/5279103365360721189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/caborachi-part-4-food-deliveries-and.html' title='Caborachi - Part 4 - Food Deliveries and Cerro Grande'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNxdFMG0XwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pO757b4WeWI/s72-c/caborachi+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7380331728296711287</id><published>2008-09-22T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:05:20.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caborachi - Part 3 - Sinforosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQPHcxH7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/M6TBdv8wph8/s1600-h/caborachi+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQPHcxH7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/M6TBdv8wph8/s400/caborachi+254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963217584103346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday of our stay in Caborachi with the Finches we went to Sinforosa, which is a park on the edge of the Copper Canyon. It was one of the most beautiful places I have ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a lookout that puts you out and over the canyon, and also they have some waterfalls that are 2-3km down the side of the canyon. You can hike down to it or, if you have a really good 4 wheel drive vehicle, you can drive down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opted to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waterfalls were like a playground, and we used them to their fullest: jumping around, climbing etc. . .  Above the waterfalls there is a suspension bridge that fell on the good side of shady. It did have a few boards missing, but mostly, it seemed sturdy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQN3Hs7wI/AAAAAAAAAJE/KuuuszfYPyQ/s1600-h/caborachi+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQN3Hs7wI/AAAAAAAAAJE/KuuuszfYPyQ/s400/caborachi+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963196020911874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQOI016AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qLJMCoXzicI/s1600-h/caborachi+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQOI016AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qLJMCoXzicI/s400/caborachi+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963200773646338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQOz_YrfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0aFs-FCvOT4/s1600-h/caborachi+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQOz_YrfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0aFs-FCvOT4/s400/caborachi+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963212360592882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures with us and the Finches down near the waterfalls.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQOircujI/AAAAAAAAAJU/raugt5_oJQg/s1600-h/caborachi+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQOircujI/AAAAAAAAAJU/raugt5_oJQg/s400/caborachi+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963207713569330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNm74pgr4XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bnZ6UAVXT3g/s1600-h/caborachi+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNm74pgr4XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bnZ6UAVXT3g/s400/caborachi+279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249433422567039346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNm74L8SjUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8kc8sRKLr78/s1600-h/caborachi+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNm74L8SjUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8kc8sRKLr78/s400/caborachi+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249433414629756226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hike back up was rough. The elevation there is over 8,000ft, and we got out of breath pretty easily. We also hadn't eaten lunch yet by the time we took the climb and it was near 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of the "road" that we were hiking on.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNm75KE_LWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yE7Tw5fNruw/s1600-h/caborachi+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNm75KE_LWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yE7Tw5fNruw/s400/caborachi+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249433431309233506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lunch at Los Adobes, a really nice restaurant in Guachochi. I had trout for the first time and the whole meal was delicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7380331728296711287?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7380331728296711287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7380331728296711287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7380331728296711287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7380331728296711287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/caborachi-part-3-sinforosa.html' title='Caborachi - Part 3 - Sinforosa'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgQPHcxH7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/M6TBdv8wph8/s72-c/caborachi+254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3891440497056343918</id><published>2008-09-21T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:46:20.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caborachi - Part 2 - The Old Stomping Grounds</title><content type='html'>Well, after that horrible bus ride, I was ready to live it up for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;We woke up Sunday morning and it was Jay's birthday, therefore, it was his day to decide what he wanted to do. We began by drinking tea out on the rocks by the Finches; just watching the village come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than we went and explored Jay's old house. It is bright blue now and used for the church building. Jay showed me his tree fort and his old bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTci7lxiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZwLEOQC-Pnc/s1600-h/caborachi+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTci7lxiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZwLEOQC-Pnc/s400/caborachi+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248474165625079330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTdAH_O7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/70gcmWJywvg/s1600-h/caborachi+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTdAH_O7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/70gcmWJywvg/s400/caborachi+160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248474173461707698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he showed me more large rock formations that they (the Taylor, Finch and probably the Corley kids) used as forts and protection for all of the tag and chase games they used to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY02GzUcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HNPqCtzrbaA/s1600-h/caborachi+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY02GzUcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HNPqCtzrbaA/s400/caborachi+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248480080647377346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we hiked up a creek bed that used to be Jay's and Crystal's "secret" place. It had been raining there, so there were lots of waterfalls and pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTdvntuBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KZKfwNPU9Qc/s1600-h/caborachi+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTdvntuBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KZKfwNPU9Qc/s400/caborachi+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248474186211244050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY1wdxiWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/R3iUN0grVqs/s1600-h/caborachi+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY1wdxiWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/R3iUN0grVqs/s400/caborachi+170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248480096312985954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the Finches for lunch, we first hiked further up the mountain towards "Popsicle Tree", and then down and around the pottery making "factory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a kiln that they once used to fire the pots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTdwNM0PI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8KoQioO3bVY/s1600-h/caborachi+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTdwNM0PI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8KoQioO3bVY/s400/caborachi+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248474186368471282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we tackled "Big Rock". In spite of the fact that we were still getting used to the elevation we made it up pretty quickly (and then had to sit for a while to catch our breath).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZeAb_eEzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kmip0E7V4cI/s1600-h/caborachi+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZeAb_eEzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kmip0E7V4cI/s400/caborachi+222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248485777353872178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is us on top of "Big Rock" with our loyal companion this whole week, the Finch's dog, C.B. He was sort of pulling me backwards, which is why I am making that face.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY1gKskaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hC-ePmQ8pKc/s1600-h/caborachi+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY1gKskaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hC-ePmQ8pKc/s400/caborachi+233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248480091938001314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was church (they hold it at 3pm), and after the service Jay and I were asked to help lead games for the kiddos. This was an adventure since neither Jay nor I speak Tarahumara, and most of the kids barely spoke Spanish.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY1c84Z2I/AAAAAAAAAII/JhX6hlx_jKE/s1600-h/caborachi+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZY1c84Z2I/AAAAAAAAAII/JhX6hlx_jKE/s400/caborachi+186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248480091074750306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren made Jay homemade pizza for his birthday, and we crashed pretty early that night because we were exhausted after all that hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the story to come later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-3891440497056343918?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3891440497056343918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=3891440497056343918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3891440497056343918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/3891440497056343918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/caborachi-part-2-old-stomping-grounds.html' title='Caborachi - Part 2 - The Old Stomping Grounds'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNZTci7lxiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZwLEOQC-Pnc/s72-c/caborachi+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2328696847623829040</id><published>2008-09-19T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:04:19.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caborachi - Part 1- Getting there</title><content type='html'>I have decided that this trip was so massive and full of so many stories that it is going to need more than one post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left this past Saturday morning to go to Caborachi, the valley where Jay grew up in. It is in the Sierra Madre Mountains in central Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends, the Tylers, gave us a ride to the bus stop and we caught the 11am, Estalla Blanca bus to Guachochi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theoretically, the bus should have had all the amenities (bathroom, T.V., air conditioning, etc), and I say "theoretically" because I could actually see them all, but the T.V. and Air never turned on and the bathroom was locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus moved SLOW. It took us four hours to make the easy part of the trip that typically only takes 2. Part of it was the traffic and part of it was the bus driver taking his dinner break while all of us sat on the ridiculously hot bus for a half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All his stops were taking a while, so when we stopped in Balleza (about an hour and a half from Guachochi), Jay got off the bus to get me some snacks for my bus-sickness. But this stop the driver did not take his time and soon we were pulling away. . . without my husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly racked my brain and searched my very small mental dictionary of Spanish phrases to come up with one that might stop the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MI ESPOSO! MI ESPOSO!" ("my husband!") I cried from our place in the back of the bus. The woman in front of me soon joined my cry and (I think) told the driver that there was one more person. He stops the bus and everyone looks out the window to see Jay running after us, holding the Sponge Bob sucker that he had risked being left behind to buy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After twenty minutes, the bus took an unscheduled stop. . . it had broken down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a shot of our trusty steed:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQvgBP8SxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HHM6uzWnu0Y/s1600-h/caborachi+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQvgBP8SxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HHM6uzWnu0Y/s400/caborachi+150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247871692931091218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a shot of what we had a around us at that point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQkLBAzeKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/V9SDboqgTgM/s1600-h/caborachi+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQkLBAzeKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/V9SDboqgTgM/s400/caborachi+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247859237462440098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there for almost an hour, cooking in the sun, as the driver kept hitting parts of the engine with a screwdriver to try and get the bus working again. Jay suggested hitch-hiking and we prayed about the decision. As we finished praying a red pick-up truck pulled up and offered a ride for anyone who wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Jay and said, "Do you want to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just got this big grin on his face and he grabbed his backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did it. We hitch-hiked the rest of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of us in the back of the truck:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQvgdf_-bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U4OpUvUvPQ4/s1600-h/caborachi+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQvgdf_-bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U4OpUvUvPQ4/s400/caborachi+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247871700514634162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was our view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQkLiZMT8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/5hPV69rRwLQ/s1600-h/caborachi+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQkLiZMT8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/5hPV69rRwLQ/s400/caborachi+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247859246423101378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver generously dropped us off right at Agua Azul, which is the town at the top of the mountain, 2-3km from Caborachi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7269e1c0e6cb2441" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7269e1c0e6cb2441%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B9B1A27AD02D41F33C32A56C474326709DCEE2C.7135A41F5AB578C9F4159226F5019AECACBADDF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7269e1c0e6cb2441%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZZXRrKCRYoYwj8CDbOhHPcEehoE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7269e1c0e6cb2441%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330390941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B9B1A27AD02D41F33C32A56C474326709DCEE2C.7135A41F5AB578C9F4159226F5019AECACBADDF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7269e1c0e6cb2441%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZZXRrKCRYoYwj8CDbOhHPcEehoE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This video cracks Jay and I up - mostly because of my hair!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got feeling back in our legs from the ride we hiked down to Caborachi. The sun was setting, and we took a few tumbles, but soon we were at the house of Tony and Lauren Finch. Unfortunately, they weren't there. All the lights were out, the house was locked and their truck was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we asked some people in the woodshop where they were, we found out they had gone to Guachochi, presumedly to meet the bus. So, we were in the tribe but unable to rest (or eat) since our hosts were waiting for our ill-fated bus in Guachochi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and I tried to call them on our cell phones, but there is very little reception in the middle of nowhere, so once again, we prayed. As we said "Amen" we heard the beautiful sound of diesel coming down the mountain. The Finches had arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner and slept about 9 hours, and looked forward with anticipation the four days in Caborachi we had ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQvfzIrgJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8PFi9rISXRM/s1600-h/caborachi+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQvfzIrgJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8PFi9rISXRM/s400/caborachi+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247871689142534290" 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/7154292735357287500-2328696847623829040?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7269e1c0e6cb2441&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2328696847623829040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2328696847623829040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2328696847623829040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2328696847623829040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/caborachi-part-1-getting-there.html' title='Caborachi - Part 1- Getting there'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNQvgBP8SxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HHM6uzWnu0Y/s72-c/caborachi+150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-1688692796528368906</id><published>2008-09-08T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:47:07.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Meal</title><content type='html'>We went out to eat tonight with the speakers who are here to do the Spiritual Emphasis Week(S.E.W.)  at the school. One of them is actually an old friend of Jay's dad from when they both were MKs in Brazil. The food was mostly beef, chicken and pork served on giant kabobs, but one of them was not. . . It was gland. From a cow. It was fried. I ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay leaves me tomorrow for the S.E.W. camping trip. He is going to be gone for three days and I am so unhappy about being left alone in Mexico. I think I am staying at a friend's house, but those plans have not been solidified yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think of it, pray for the kids on the S.E.W. trip, that they may have their passion for Christ renewed, and pray for me as I am going to try and survive in this foreign country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-1688692796528368906?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1688692796528368906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=1688692796528368906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1688692796528368906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/1688692796528368906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/interesting-meal.html' title='An Interesting Meal'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-7724093910032828973</id><published>2008-09-01T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:34:38.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've learned (. . . and a little Miles)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLyz0YDw-II/AAAAAAAAAGY/umVoUiC6gqs/s1600-h/miles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLyz0YDw-II/AAAAAAAAAGY/umVoUiC6gqs/s400/miles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241261778745227394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin, here is a message that Miles sent to Jay and I. I loved it, so I thought I would post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would share with the world the nuggets of knowledge that I have acquired since moving to foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never leave the house without your keys. Mexican houses do not have handles on the outside of their doors. Keys are the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; way in (believe me - we checked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Never go out your front door barefoot. They have these things called "toritos" that will flatten your bike tires and kill your feet. They pretty much make up our "lawn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jalapenos will give you the runs, so consume at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Liquor is cheap here. Milk is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Big black labs named Prince like to show their affection for you by rubbing their muddy faces on your favorite white pants, so wear brown on rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When the internet is shotty, you don't have any friends nearby and your only source of entertainment is every MaryKate and Ashley video ever created, bedtime is 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it looks to be about that time. I will post again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-7724093910032828973?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7724093910032828973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=7724093910032828973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7724093910032828973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/7724093910032828973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-ive-learned-and-little-miles.html' title='Things I&apos;ve learned (. . . and a little Miles)'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLyz0YDw-II/AAAAAAAAAGY/umVoUiC6gqs/s72-c/miles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2998036460607795840</id><published>2008-08-30T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:49:46.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here he is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLmWMaIiefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mSxfP_GPgNU/s1600-h/miles.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLmWMaIiefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mSxfP_GPgNU/s400/miles.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240384781340015090" 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/7154292735357287500-2998036460607795840?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2998036460607795840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2998036460607795840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2998036460607795840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2998036460607795840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-he-is.html' title='Here he is!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLmWMaIiefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mSxfP_GPgNU/s72-c/miles.com' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-2975099176768506729</id><published>2008-08-29T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:22:50.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A BOY!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my brother, Matt, and sister-in-law, Megan, had their first baby!&lt;br /&gt;His name is Miles Matthew Cooke and I would post a picture, but no one has sent one to me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Family, that is your hint to get cracking)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7154292735357287500-2975099176768506729?l=elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2975099176768506729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7154292735357287500&amp;postID=2975099176768506729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2975099176768506729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7154292735357287500/posts/default/2975099176768506729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethgagetaylor.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-boy.html' title='IT&apos;S A BOY!'/><author><name>Elizabeth Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17643863584261741564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SNgLrwLTe3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SUwELmCsxY8/S220/092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154292735357287500.post-3502567098945603600</id><published>2008-08-27T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:45:47.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News from Mexico!</title><content type='html'>It has been too long since I have blogged last. Allow me to do a 60 second catch up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our Jetta did not get fixed by the time we had to leave (tip: don't go to Dan's Garage in Evart). It ended up needing an entirely new engine. It is fixed now, but it is still in Northern Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My parents gave us their minivan. They were going to give it to us when we got back, but we got the title switched to our names the day before we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We made it to James's and Sarah's wedding in time. It was a great time with friends, family, and a party bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8VITBNzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4CDQavfZKf4/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8VITBNzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4CDQavfZKf4/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239371181450147634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We arrived here the same day that our first meetings were scheduled. Lori came with us, and she was such a blessing from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The house was not what we expected - it is in the middle of the industrial zone, so we don't have any neighbors. The roads are a series of rocks, ruts and ditches that threaten the life of your car everytime you drive. And the house itself was full of the previous occupents' items. We spent several hours removing birdhouses, plastic flowers and other knick-knacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Lori helped to stock our pantry and clean the house of a couple months worth of dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Classes started a week ago Monday, and Jay and I have extremely full schedules. He is teaching all of the high school math classes and physics, and I am teaching language, math, geography and history for grades 5th-10th grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. We locked ourselves out of the house at 3:30 am after driving Lori to the busstop; the house wasn't locked, but Mexican houses don't have doorknobs. We had to replace the window the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first day of school we got home to a burning smell and a smoldering light fixture. The two days without power that followed led to our whole house being rewired, and a quote from the electrician that roughly translated goes: "it is a miracle of God that this house didn't burn down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8VhDy1jI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PISfDZlzPiA/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8VhDy1jI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PISfDZlzPiA/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239371188097177138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am learning Spanish. Slowly, but it is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that the key to learning a new language is to simply put new words with familiar objects, but I have also found that I am putting new objects to familiar words.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mowing the Lawn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLYAzYYf9iI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FmvNUVaENHY/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLYAzYYf9iI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FmvNUVaENHY/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239376099210688034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Clothes Drier"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8V1TU2zI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JeNPRy9gLRs/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8V1TU2zI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JeNPRy9gLRs/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239371193531030322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Burgler Alarm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8VFjxucI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3TCLQwuTS1w/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8VFjxucI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3TCLQwuTS1w/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239371180715129282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lawn Ornaments"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8WNbcGmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2DiO4j2jqT8/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLX8WNbcGmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2DiO4j2jqT8/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239371200007510626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Afternoon Shower"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLYAzFrtJ0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/h5AZ7dvpn8s/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLYAzFrtJ0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/h5AZ7dvpn8s/s400/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239376094190970690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now, but we just got the internet in our house today, so expect more regular posting from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3nvC7TsCWU/SLYAy6Q0d_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DwZiueuuKuc/s1600-h/End+of+summer+%26+Beginning+of+Mexico+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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That means that all registration, emails, documents, photos, everything - gone. Not gone for good, but gone until last night. Praise the Lord the server is back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231014613345556402" style="DISPLAY: blo
