<?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-1430355855819637207</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:07:42.786-07:00</updated><category term='recipes'/><title type='text'>~Jer's Place~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1655519986574058819</id><published>2012-01-02T01:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:44:26.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Pictures of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0u1f4RMG26U/TwFsMrD70LI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ezw4thFCeLY/s1600/SANY0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0u1f4RMG26U/TwFsMrD70LI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ezw4thFCeLY/s320/SANY0624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692950368946475186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda Lou, playing with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSPu5u5jkXs/TwFsL-12n7I/AAAAAAAAA4E/WehjFpzzyLE/s1600/SANY0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSPu5u5jkXs/TwFsL-12n7I/AAAAAAAAA4E/WehjFpzzyLE/s320/SANY0636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692950357076254642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me chilling out in the back yard after they ordained Bryce to be a deacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8iNRvmZpNyM/TwFsLK6ZCwI/AAAAAAAAA30/pyZX9NAvfls/s1600/other%2Bfunky%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8iNRvmZpNyM/TwFsLK6ZCwI/AAAAAAAAA30/pyZX9NAvfls/s320/other%2Bfunky%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692950343136643842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my ALL time favorite pictures.  This lamp was given to my mom as a set from my grandma. Now I use one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KN60lYcXlY/TwFsLJWUcdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/FqQrfSCqJs8/s1600/100_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KN60lYcXlY/TwFsLJWUcdI/AAAAAAAAA3o/FqQrfSCqJs8/s320/100_0405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692950342716912082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What adults do after the kids are done playing with the toys on christmas day. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHlLbIpadMM/TwFsM7vQNgI/AAAAAAAAA4c/3qdWeGSpJzI/s1600/SANY0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHlLbIpadMM/TwFsM7vQNgI/AAAAAAAAA4c/3qdWeGSpJzI/s320/SANY0618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692950373423134210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we Leavitt's do while camping.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1655519986574058819?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1655519986574058819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1655519986574058819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1655519986574058819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1655519986574058819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/favorite-pictures-of-2011.html' title='Favorite Pictures of 2011'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0u1f4RMG26U/TwFsMrD70LI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ezw4thFCeLY/s72-c/SANY0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8844555350422572353</id><published>2012-01-02T01:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:21:58.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read this poem a few years ago.  And it's the reason I do most of the things I do, I could do better, but I always think of this poem during every day things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want God to be ashamed of me.  I don't want him to blush when I walk into the room.  I don't want Him to point me out to one of the angels and say "Yes, he's one of mine, even though he doesn't act like it."&lt;br /&gt;So I'm glad I don't have to be uncertain to answer to the question, "is God ashamed of me?" The answer is completely under my control.  It all depends on whether I consider myself an alien and a stranger in this world and anxiously look forward to heaven.  If that is my attitude, then I'll also live like it.....&lt;br /&gt;As children of God, we are citizens of heaven. Earth is no longer our home, we long for heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YeTRB9s4_Dg/TwFmljjCihI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ZklkQuifZ1s/s1600/100_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YeTRB9s4_Dg/TwFmljjCihI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ZklkQuifZ1s/s320/100_0408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692944199356418578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8844555350422572353?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8844555350422572353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8844555350422572353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8844555350422572353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8844555350422572353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-read-this-poem-few-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YeTRB9s4_Dg/TwFmljjCihI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ZklkQuifZ1s/s72-c/100_0408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8126331423976516110</id><published>2011-11-25T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:39:40.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This just made me  laugh......</title><content type='html'>Only in Utah.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zn1vND18rgs/TtCJj_qE_8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/YMrK9MnpBfc/s1600/336171_2723653815299_1375737351_3017717_1530453102_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zn1vND18rgs/TtCJj_qE_8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/YMrK9MnpBfc/s320/336171_2723653815299_1375737351_3017717_1530453102_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679190381590544322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8126331423976516110?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8126331423976516110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8126331423976516110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8126331423976516110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8126331423976516110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-just-made-me-laugh.html' title='This just made me  laugh......'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zn1vND18rgs/TtCJj_qE_8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/YMrK9MnpBfc/s72-c/336171_2723653815299_1375737351_3017717_1530453102_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-3804600945355545965</id><published>2011-11-21T02:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T02:46:15.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not much going on right now.  Just wanted to update my blog background.  Life has been crazy. Several people I knew(either by working with, neighbors, family members of people I know) have died in the last 3 months. Several of them suicide. &lt;br /&gt;How can someone's life be so depressing and horrible that they can do that to themselves.  As someone who has experienced depression and anxiety, I still can't even fathom doing something like that! I just hope these people's families have the help to get through a loss like that.  &lt;br /&gt;Then Jack being in the hospital, the stress and worrying over that, crazy.  Luckily he's home and doing good.  And Jamesons home and getting better.  Annie is going to have her baby soon.  &lt;br /&gt;Work has been SUPER busy getting stuff ready to send to the stores for black friday. Luckily for me I have a nice long thanksgiving weekend.  Now I need ideas on what to do.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Ue7yo2J3MM/TsodeIZC8sI/AAAAAAAAA3E/OjYDFXzbr70/s1600/UiLmGs.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Ue7yo2J3MM/TsodeIZC8sI/AAAAAAAAA3E/OjYDFXzbr70/s320/UiLmGs.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677382683739747010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-3804600945355545965?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3804600945355545965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=3804600945355545965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3804600945355545965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3804600945355545965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-much-going-on-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Ue7yo2J3MM/TsodeIZC8sI/AAAAAAAAA3E/OjYDFXzbr70/s72-c/UiLmGs.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2337705165945563381</id><published>2011-10-18T02:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T02:33:49.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sterling Trip</title><content type='html'>So a really close friend of mine was diagnosed with bone cancer over the summer, they are like other parents to me, so I went up to visit them in Sterling(up by Manti), they are trying to sell their house so they can move to SLC and be closer for treatments. Before they move I know I am going to go visit again.  I love it up there!  Because when they move I will have no reason to go up.  &lt;br /&gt;I wish I had gotten more pictures, but I can't find my camera and all I had was my phone.&lt;br /&gt;I drove up to my grandma's after work friday- got there around 3:30-4 am, found a dead mouse on the kitchen floor.  Slept for a little while, drove up to Richfield, did a little shopping.  Drove up to Gunnison, called Barbara, told her I was so busy running errands and going crazy so she wouldn't know I was coming(her husband knew).  It was so fun!  We hung out that night, visited.  Good to catch up.  &lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we were so tired, that  we didn't get up in time for church, but I did run over to the church to make sure Barbara's husband made it home ok(across the street).  Talked to some of the bishopric. One of them knew my uncle Dave.  &lt;br /&gt;While Barbara's husband(there are 2 Jim's involved in this story) did his chemo treatment, went to hang out with the other Jim and his horses.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXB2sGIvMpQ/Tp0yyzFM3_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/kpvL-gZezZ4/s1600/290942_2532150707841_1375737351_2900352_1599482237_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXB2sGIvMpQ/Tp0yyzFM3_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/kpvL-gZezZ4/s320/290942_2532150707841_1375737351_2900352_1599482237_o.jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664739754588823538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim(and his dog- she is the sweetest dog ever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRpxTNmhUOk/Tp0yyrNMM3I/AAAAAAAAA2U/lKL73jchk7o/s1600/101511183313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRpxTNmhUOk/Tp0yyrNMM3I/AAAAAAAAA2U/lKL73jchk7o/s320/101511183313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664739752474850162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara says this is a hens and chicks plant, but it doesn't look like it. But it was really pretty. She had a ton of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujxBSgnvsK4/Tp0yzbCBOmI/AAAAAAAAA2s/un3jR2_TZhk/s1600/101611144935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujxBSgnvsK4/Tp0yzbCBOmI/AAAAAAAAA2s/un3jR2_TZhk/s320/101611144935.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664739765312895586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of Jim's horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after annoying the heck out of Jim for a couple of hours(he is so funny, and really nice to talk to).  Went back to my friends, then packed to head back to my grandmas.  Stopped in Richfield again to see my aunt Viola, who is the sweetest old lady ever.  Got some chinese food, went back to Junction, changed the shower curtain, watched Fast Five, went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;Got up, did a little weeding, picked some apples. Found another dead mouse(whatever they are doing is apparently working to kill them).  By then I was like no way am I staying another night.  I was planning to stay till tuesday but I just wanted to come home. &lt;br /&gt;So I stopped and visited Bree and Travis for a little while, which was fun!  &lt;br /&gt;Stopped in Cedar at Starbucks. And came home!  &lt;br /&gt;While I was at my grandma's I went into her bedroom to make sure everything was good, I just had this urge to sit down and cry, I miss her so much.  She was such an amazing person.  I love that old house. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is such a journal entry. I am totally printing this, since I don't write in my journal!  lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2337705165945563381?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2337705165945563381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2337705165945563381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2337705165945563381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2337705165945563381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='Sterling Trip'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXB2sGIvMpQ/Tp0yyzFM3_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/kpvL-gZezZ4/s72-c/290942_2532150707841_1375737351_2900352_1599482237_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-4480758305661630183</id><published>2011-10-16T03:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T03:58:58.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sterling, utah</title><content type='html'>Just quick little post. Its 3:30 am. I'm in Sterling Utah. I fell asleep around 11, which is miracle for me. &lt;br /&gt;Then I woke and now I am wide awake. This trip has been so good for me. I will post more after I get back&lt;br /&gt;Home. Right now I am just on my phone. Now my next feat will be getting up for 9 am church. Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-4480758305661630183?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4480758305661630183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=4480758305661630183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4480758305661630183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4480758305661630183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-quick-little-post.html' title='Sterling, utah'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7344270646729705873</id><published>2011-09-28T04:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T04:38:50.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new favorite picture.  Taken up on the Northwest Coast.  Makes me miss it up there. As soon as I get my jeep paid off I am going to start saving for a trip up there. I already know where I want to go, what I want to do.  $2,000 left on the jeep.  Better get crackin'.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_M2DiQGbwzc/ToL4tuBrzYI/AAAAAAAAA2M/_FxT7HaSJ3k/s1600/West%2BCoast%2BPictures%2B151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_M2DiQGbwzc/ToL4tuBrzYI/AAAAAAAAA2M/_FxT7HaSJ3k/s320/West%2BCoast%2BPictures%2B151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657357546263661954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7344270646729705873?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7344270646729705873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7344270646729705873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7344270646729705873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7344270646729705873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-favorite-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_M2DiQGbwzc/ToL4tuBrzYI/AAAAAAAAA2M/_FxT7HaSJ3k/s72-c/West%2BCoast%2BPictures%2B151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-4568347736482711220</id><published>2011-09-12T04:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T04:19:37.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lately...</title><content type='html'>Not much going on!  Super awesome storm today.  Back to work.  And working a ton of hours, love it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--5mB1-fMbVw/Tm3briM7cgI/AAAAAAAAA18/N0htFGZlBW0/s1600/100_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--5mB1-fMbVw/Tm3briM7cgI/AAAAAAAAA18/N0htFGZlBW0/s320/100_0359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651414648381731330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/11.  Flag during the storm we had today.  Loved it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aw2f_2M7U4U/Tm3brBTnnTI/AAAAAAAAA10/4UqBL1omZtI/s1600/SANY0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aw2f_2M7U4U/Tm3brBTnnTI/AAAAAAAAA10/4UqBL1omZtI/s320/SANY0620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651414639551421746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family reunion, Melanie and her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JABcIiIkxX4/Tm3bqyQaTqI/AAAAAAAAA1s/aTpRGDS1O3c/s1600/SANY0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JABcIiIkxX4/Tm3bqyQaTqI/AAAAAAAAA1s/aTpRGDS1O3c/s320/SANY0619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651414635511434914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newly weds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWmblOeEcqs/Tm3bqvCiTqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/NVTn03rnmFU/s1600/SANY0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWmblOeEcqs/Tm3bqvCiTqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/NVTn03rnmFU/s320/SANY0618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651414634647932578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading the paper while camping, Ipson thing!  lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Nfc0vabWRE/Tm3br1qGFPI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-hV1F7olt8M/s1600/100_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Nfc0vabWRE/Tm3br1qGFPI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-hV1F7olt8M/s320/100_0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651414653604336882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the storm, we were all out on the front porch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-4568347736482711220?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4568347736482711220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=4568347736482711220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4568347736482711220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4568347736482711220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='lately...'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--5mB1-fMbVw/Tm3briM7cgI/AAAAAAAAA18/N0htFGZlBW0/s72-c/100_0359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8146693527684723864</id><published>2011-07-30T01:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T02:08:50.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>recent pics</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures taken over the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PP8f6WKTCOM/TjO6Fh4BQDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/6LIa04-08Pc/s1600/SANY0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PP8f6WKTCOM/TjO6Fh4BQDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/6LIa04-08Pc/s320/SANY0612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635052162926067762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this looks like someone got a paintbrush and swiped it across the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wos5iScrTvU/TjO6Fa0gn6I/AAAAAAAAA1M/f7yfhaH8_CM/s1600/100_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wos5iScrTvU/TjO6Fa0gn6I/AAAAAAAAA1M/f7yfhaH8_CM/s320/100_0346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635052161032298402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire from last week.  Scary.  Bad picture.  This was during the backfire. At like 3 am. It was cool!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zysADcpj94k/TjO6F_G03oI/AAAAAAAAA1c/B0k8dhKTpkk/s1600/SANY0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zysADcpj94k/TjO6F_G03oI/AAAAAAAAA1c/B0k8dhKTpkk/s320/SANY0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635052170772799106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a potted herb garden on our front porch, I sprayed water proof stuff on the insides and outside, but apparently for some reason the green one(rosemary) started bubbling up.  Looks really cool. It reminds me of a frog.  Lol!  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thats whats been going on lately!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8146693527684723864?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8146693527684723864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8146693527684723864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8146693527684723864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8146693527684723864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='recent pics'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PP8f6WKTCOM/TjO6Fh4BQDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/6LIa04-08Pc/s72-c/SANY0612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-9077922792497007342</id><published>2011-07-08T18:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T18:44:41.688-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>New Recipe</title><content type='html'>Here's a recipe that I make every so often.  I LOVE it.  I love the lemony flavor, I always add more lemon juice than called for.  But it depends on your own likes and dislikes.  I always use fresh lemons(I can't stand lemon juice in a bottle).  &lt;br /&gt;I got these recipes out of Taste of Homes Quick Cooking 2002(page 216)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my tips in the end to see how easy it is to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKEN IN CREAMY GRAVY&lt;br /&gt;4 boneless skinless chicken breast halves&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp canola oil&lt;br /&gt;2 cans(10-3/4 oz) cream of chicken(or cream of chicken with broccoli)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;4 tsp lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1/3 tsp pepper&lt;br /&gt;4 lemon slices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nonstick skillet, cook chicken in oil until browned on both sides, about 10 minutes; drain.  In a bowl combine soup, milk, lemon juice and pepper. Pour over chicken. Top each chicken breast with a lemon slice.  Reduce heat; cover and simmer until chicken juices run clear, about 5 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;4 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEMON LINGUINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oz uncooked linguine&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp dried basil(I wasn't a fan of it with basil in it, so I don't put it in at all)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp garlic powder(Again, I love fresh stuff so I use a garlic clove)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp salt free lemon pepper seasoning&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c grated Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a saucepan, cook pasta in boiling water until tender(8-10 minutes). Meanwhile, in another saucepan,  combine butter, lemon juice, basil, garlic and lemon pepper; cook and stir till butter is melted.&lt;br /&gt;Drain pasta; add butter mixture and toss to coat.  Add Parmesan and toss.&lt;br /&gt;4 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I do.  &lt;br /&gt;1- put pasta on to cook, since it cooks the longest, but as soon as I get it in the boiling water, I put the chicken to cook, so they get done about the same time.&lt;br /&gt;2 while pasta and chicken are cooking get sauce gravy ready for chicken, juice and slice the lemons. &lt;br /&gt;3 pour gravy over done chicken, cover and let simmer/light boil while preparing everything else.&lt;br /&gt;4 drain pasta in a colander, using the same pot- make the pasta sauce(making sure the garlic is cooked, if using fresh garlic). Once that is done I add pasta and cheese.  &lt;br /&gt;Then your done....&lt;br /&gt;We like putting the gravy from the chicken on the noodles, it's SOOOOO yummy.  &lt;br /&gt;I should have taken a picture of it.  So easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-9077922792497007342?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9077922792497007342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=9077922792497007342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9077922792497007342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9077922792497007342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-recipe.html' title='New Recipe'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5183853162209903186</id><published>2011-06-19T17:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:16:35.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY DAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fnSZVW3F8Q/Tf6DD80XGjI/AAAAAAAAA1E/BoI70EGgt04/s1600/100_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fnSZVW3F8Q/Tf6DD80XGjI/AAAAAAAAA1E/BoI70EGgt04/s320/100_0273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620073488893549106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5183853162209903186?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5183853162209903186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5183853162209903186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5183853162209903186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5183853162209903186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fnSZVW3F8Q/Tf6DD80XGjI/AAAAAAAAA1E/BoI70EGgt04/s72-c/100_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5989801033518522908</id><published>2011-05-30T03:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T03:22:17.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures from the last little while----</title><content type='html'>Here are some random pictures I've taken in the last 6 months.  Just an update. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH0vM2phcC0/TeNgV9wok6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/vNKlDDRweqg/s1600/eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH0vM2phcC0/TeNgV9wok6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/vNKlDDRweqg/s320/eagle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612435491105837986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagle/owl.  Long funny story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-gkCOlGMYY/TeNgVlA1THI/AAAAAAAAA0o/r9DDxP8qyhQ/s1600/052111182243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-gkCOlGMYY/TeNgVlA1THI/AAAAAAAAA0o/r9DDxP8qyhQ/s320/052111182243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612435484462894194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis and Kevin with their daughters at D.J.'s wedding a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnN74XjkMco/TeNgVeRV8CI/AAAAAAAAA0g/7OzZQ0_AAwo/s1600/041911152009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnN74XjkMco/TeNgVeRV8CI/AAAAAAAAA0g/7OzZQ0_AAwo/s320/041911152009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612435482653093922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanner, helping me make dinner for work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJGFT1gCr7I/TeNgVNClAGI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/f2TDNKKZtdc/s1600/032411180108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJGFT1gCr7I/TeNgVNClAGI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/f2TDNKKZtdc/s320/032411180108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612435478027763810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma, she's so funny.  I personally can't believe she let me take this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqx-Qi_d5j8/TeNgWYJuJ3I/AAAAAAAAA04/VwTBW2ilQiA/s1600/other%2Bfunky%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqx-Qi_d5j8/TeNgWYJuJ3I/AAAAAAAAA04/VwTBW2ilQiA/s320/other%2Bfunky%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612435498190382962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lamp, my phone was on the negative setting.  I just thought it was kinda cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5989801033518522908?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5989801033518522908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5989801033518522908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5989801033518522908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5989801033518522908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='Random Pictures from the last little while----'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HH0vM2phcC0/TeNgV9wok6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/vNKlDDRweqg/s72-c/eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2561912446457652878</id><published>2011-05-05T04:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T04:28:38.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just an update</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive. I will put pictures from Easter and a picture of my aunts beautiful casket on here soon. &lt;br /&gt;Just been busy lately.  &lt;br /&gt;So I just started reading the book Dracula by Bram Stoker. We'll see how that goes. I decided that I want to start reading stuff that is more classic and timeless than the junk I've been reading. I have Pride and Prejudice.  But I am having a hard time getting into it. As soon as I finish Dracula I am going to read Anna Karina by Tolstoy.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck. If there are some good books y'all have read, let me know and I'll add it to the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2561912446457652878?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2561912446457652878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2561912446457652878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2561912446457652878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2561912446457652878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-update.html' title='just an update'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5458581927917190492</id><published>2011-04-13T00:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:35:17.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I just thought this was interestingly good....</title><content type='html'>Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.&lt;br /&gt;     'How old are you?' I'm four and a half!' you're never thirty-six and a half.  You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.&lt;br /&gt;     You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.&lt;br /&gt;     'How old are you?' I'm gonna be 16!' You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life ... You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony ... YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;    But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed.&lt;br /&gt;     You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50.&lt;br /&gt;    And your dreams are gone.&lt;br /&gt;     But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would.&lt;br /&gt;     So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.&lt;br /&gt;     You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;     You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90's, you start going backwards; 'I Was JUST 92.'&lt;br /&gt;     Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again.' I'm 100 and a half!'&lt;br /&gt;     May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!&lt;br /&gt;     AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;     Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5458581927917190492?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5458581927917190492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5458581927917190492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5458581927917190492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5458581927917190492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-just-thought-this-was-interestingly.html' title='I just thought this was interestingly good....'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1609314276708645595</id><published>2011-04-07T00:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T00:30:32.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWrqivdNNns/TZ1aAlQJGQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Bt-__RQ6Y24/s1600/yaquina-head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWrqivdNNns/TZ1aAlQJGQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Bt-__RQ6Y24/s320/yaquina-head.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592725278310340866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive.  I promise.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1609314276708645595?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1609314276708645595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1609314276708645595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1609314276708645595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1609314276708645595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWrqivdNNns/TZ1aAlQJGQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Bt-__RQ6Y24/s72-c/yaquina-head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7960758476809134243</id><published>2011-03-04T00:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T01:01:15.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Frog Eye Salad Recipe</title><content type='html'>I know that I just posted the other day, but my cousin wanted my mom's frog eye salad recipe, and I decided why not just put it on my blog. So everyone can have it AND it's somewhere that I can just copy and paste it if I need it again, without having to search for it!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frog Eye Salad&lt;br /&gt;1 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 c pineapple juice&lt;br /&gt;1 c. crushed pineapple&lt;br /&gt;2 beaten eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp flour&lt;br /&gt;Cook ingredients until thick.  Stirring constantly. Add 1 tbsp lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 qts. water&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 package frog eyes(I can't think of what they are called)&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp oil&lt;br /&gt;Cook until soft, about 12 minutes.  drain, combine egg mix and frog eyes.  Refrigerate over night in tight container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add-&lt;br /&gt;3 cans mandarin oranges- drained&lt;br /&gt;2 20 oz. cans crushed pineapple- drained&lt;br /&gt;2 9 oz. pkg cool whip&lt;br /&gt;mini marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;assorted fruit- apples, bananas, pomegranates, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7960758476809134243?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7960758476809134243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7960758476809134243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7960758476809134243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7960758476809134243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/03/frog-eye-salad-recipe.html' title='Frog Eye Salad Recipe'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1461958863243186525</id><published>2011-02-28T22:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T22:50:58.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Fudgy Buttons- so easy</title><content type='html'>I have this obsession over cookbooks, as most of you know!  I LOVE the Taste of Home cookbooks the most!  But the Quick Cooking ones are the best. So several years ago I started getting one in the mail each year, then a friend of mines grandma died and she gave me a bunch of hers(ones from previous years, that I didn't have).  So since I love them so much I got online(amazon.com) and ordered the only one that I didn't have(1999). &lt;br /&gt;I got it in the mail today,  that was so exciting!  :)  Totally made my day!!  :)  And eating at Bajios!  &lt;br /&gt;So here is a new recipe, SO easy.  maybe it had a little too much peanut butter in it, I didn't really measure very well because I had doubled the recipe and our measuring spoon is really flimsy so I had a hard time scrapping it out of the jar.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fudgy Buttons&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp butter or margarine&lt;br /&gt;1- 1/2 tsp baking cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1/2 confectioners sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp milk&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp creamy peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a small sauce pan, melt butter: remove from heat.  Add cocoa and mix well.  Stir in sugar.  Add milk and stir till smooth.  Add peanut butter and mix well.  Drop by teaspoonfuls onto waxed paper: flatten tops and shape into 1-inch patties.  Makes about 1-1/2 dozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it made and done in less than 15 minutes.  When I got the peanut butter mixed in enough to handle I kneaded it to blend it better.  It was a little warm, but not too much!  It melted in my mouth.  SO YUMMY!  Rich, but yummy!  I wish I had a picture of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So life has been crazy!  Yes, Edwin and I did break up.  Work got so busy.  but then it slowed down a little, but there is another area that is really busy, so they take all of our people that are cross trained and that leaves a few people to stay in my area.  So they hired temps to be trained so when we supposedly get "really busy" we won't fall behind.  I'm hoping that we get so busy that we are getting our hours for a couple of months.  I need to get some bills paid for. I have plans that I really want to follow through with, but I need to get my jeep paid for soon.  Oh-well!  And I need new back tires.  Being an adult sucks!  :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1461958863243186525?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1461958863243186525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1461958863243186525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1461958863243186525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1461958863243186525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/02/fudgy-buttons-so-easy.html' title='Fudgy Buttons- so easy'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7002992942937512249</id><published>2011-02-05T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T18:11:14.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Bouquet</title><content type='html'>Here are pictures of my valentines bouquet!  This was an interesting one, I had so many ideas, like putting candy hearts in the bottom(which I wish I would have thought of in the beginning).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TU3zf7XzJNI/AAAAAAAAAz4/_cQB20iGSvM/s1600/SANY0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TU3zf7XzJNI/AAAAAAAAAz4/_cQB20iGSvM/s320/SANY0562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570376043966178514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first version is the white trash version, I was just having fun with it, I really didn't care for the pink plastic thingies and for some odd reason I added calla lilies(which are are my favorite, but they are a spring flower, so I took them out).  This version was NOT a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TU3zfogx70I/AAAAAAAAAzw/NjgidyIdauo/s1600/SANY0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TU3zfogx70I/AAAAAAAAAzw/NjgidyIdauo/s320/SANY0567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570376038903574338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two pictures are what I ended up doing.  I wanted to keep it a valentines bouquet, not spring, not Christmas. I still can't take very good pictures, so they didn't turn out very good!  But it was still fun to do!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TU3zfSLyc0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/z2Zorvh3EtI/s1600/SANY0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TU3zfSLyc0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/z2Zorvh3EtI/s320/SANY0569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570376032909947714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7002992942937512249?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7002992942937512249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7002992942937512249' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7002992942937512249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7002992942937512249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='Valentines Bouquet'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TU3zf7XzJNI/AAAAAAAAAz4/_cQB20iGSvM/s72-c/SANY0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8842636598180023964</id><published>2011-01-13T20:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T20:49:12.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Super Yummy Breakfast recipe</title><content type='html'>So with all this time on my hands, I've been trying new recipes.  I got this one from Kraft recipes.  It's SO good.  It's a breakfast dish. but I made it after dinner tonight and I made a double recipe in a glass baking dish and Emily helped me, we(everyone else in our 2 houses) ate it all, it was so good.  I am definitely making it again!!!  :)&lt;br /&gt;Not sold yet, it is SO extremely easy.  crush the wafers, mix the eggs and milk. Then while that's baking, slice the fruit with an egg slicer. And your done!  Cooks for 15 minutes!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TS_GLh6pXqI/AAAAAAAAAyg/hPRLQ2FLRDA/s1600/Puffed_Dutch_NILLA_Pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TS_GLh6pXqI/AAAAAAAAAyg/hPRLQ2FLRDA/s320/Puffed_Dutch_NILLA_Pancake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561881966211063458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puffed Dutch NILLA Pancake&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup  milk&lt;br /&gt;20 NILLA Wafers, finely crushed&lt;br /&gt;8   strawberries, sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 medium banana, sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp.  powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;PREHEAT oven to 450°F. Beat eggs and milk in medium bowl with wire whisk until well blended. Stir in crushed wafers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRAP handle of large ovenproof skillet with several layers of foil. Heat on high heat 2 min. Spray with cooking spray. Add egg mixture; place in oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKE 14 to 16 min. or until egg mixture is puffed and golden brown. Remove from oven; top with the fruit. Sprinkle with powdered sugar. Cut into four wedges. Serve immediately. Store any leftover pancake in refrigerator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it Easy&lt;br /&gt;Use an egg slicer to evenly slice the strawberries and banana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8842636598180023964?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8842636598180023964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8842636598180023964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8842636598180023964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8842636598180023964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/01/puffed-dutch-nilla-pancake-3-eggs-34.html' title='Super Yummy Breakfast recipe'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TS_GLh6pXqI/AAAAAAAAAyg/hPRLQ2FLRDA/s72-c/Puffed_Dutch_NILLA_Pancake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7965724568856791071</id><published>2011-01-13T03:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T03:36:42.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just noticed that I haven't updated for a few weeks, and I am on my laptop and have no pictures on here, except one of Edwin and I.  Boring!  He's not boring, it's just a boring picture.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm all better, but I have 2 huge canker sores, they keep getting stuck on my braces, making them tear bigger and not heal very fast.  I got a Magic Mouthwash for a really bad sore throat back in October(I think) and it has Lidocaine in it, which numbs anything it touches.  It's so funny, my tongue, my lips, everything.  But it lets me deal with the pain a little easier.  Rinse with salt water every once in awhile and use wax.  I think it's either pecans or almonds.  But if I eat pecans in certain things it doesn't bother me at all, but if I eat them in ice cream(ben and jerry's butter pecan and tin roof sundae) I'll get them.  Or Costco's chocolate cover almonds, which are the best, I get canker sores like none other, but if I eat them in salads or an Almond Joy, doesn't bother me at all.  I hate it.  But I've also eatten a lot of fruit lately like fresh pineapple and strawberries, and lots of fresh veggies, like tomatoes.  Oh-well!  &lt;br /&gt;Things are ok right now.  They are upgrading some stuff at work in PFL(my area) so everyone on my shift in my group had the option of going to day shift or do TLO(temp. lay off) for 3 weeks.  It's really hard to go from night shift to day shift and back again(unless you've tried it, don't tell me I'm just being a pansy).  So I decided to do TLO, I didn't want to, I want all the hours I can get, even thought we really aren't busy, I really can't afford to take TLO, I had the option of staying out till March 22, but I can't do it, so I will go back to work in 3 weeks.  It will be nice to have a vacation to get somethings I've been putting off, like sewing the edges of my quilt together- that I started last summer. Clean my room really good, I plan on doing a lot of cooking.  I only like to cook in the winter for some reason, but it's hard because I have no one to eat it.  My mom is always on some random diet and my dad can't eat certain foods.  Then people get mad if I take what I make to Shellies kids, because they don't need junk food(I personally like to make dessert stuff).  Oh-well.  I want to learn how to make homemade tortilla chips, pineapple upside down cake, there are a few others I want to try, I just can't remember right this second, it is 3:30 am.  My brain is tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dating Edwin is a lot of fun.  We are learning more about each other, just random things.  But it's fun.  He is so kind and sweet.  He's a really good person.  That's what I love so much about him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got snow and it still hasn't melted.  It's been so cold that it will melt during the day, then freeze at night, so whatever is facing north still has snow/ice.  That's another bonus about TLO, I don't have to freeze at night when I'm coming home.  yeah!  &lt;br /&gt;I just made some oatmeal, for some reason it sounded really good and now I can barely keep my eyes open.  Wow!  I guess I will go to sleep!  :)  Hopfully this isn't a false tired, because thats what happened last night, I was so tired, but when I went to bed, I was too wired to sleep.  I hate that, then I get restless legs, it's horrible.  So I go upstairs and lay on the couch till I fall asleep.  It helps for some reason. Maybe because I read too much in my bed and when I actually do go to bed, my body doesn't think it's time to sleep.  And when I lay on the couch, I always fall asleep, so I need to stop doing that.  Oh-well!  Night!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7965724568856791071?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7965724568856791071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7965724568856791071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7965724568856791071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7965724568856791071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-just-noticed-that-i-havent-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8428770442533891016</id><published>2010-12-27T21:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T21:52:28.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>This year we didn't take any pictures of Christmas day.  But I did get a internet thingy for my laptop, so now I have internet on my laptop.  But I don't have any pictures on here.  So that is why there aren't any pictures this time.  &lt;br /&gt;Christmas was good.  Despite everyone being sick.  I've been sick for like 2 weeks, just a cold(stuffy nose, sore throat, chest congestion, etc).  Tanner and Trent have been sick, Dani was sick.  My dad has been sick.  Fun stuff.  But mine has been going the longest so far.  &lt;br /&gt;Instead of stockings, which my parents put a huge effort into every year, they decided not to this year and put the candy in one bowl, nuts in another, candy canes in a cup in the middle of the table.  I liked that better, for a change.  &lt;br /&gt;My dad woke me up around 8:45, which is nice because usually we get up at 7 am, but when you don't have kids, that excitement isn't there.  But I stayed up texting Edwin and watching movies.  &lt;br /&gt;I got a lot more than I expected, but everything I asked for.  I wanted purple sheets, Ree Drummond- the Pioneer Woman cookbook(love it), a Arm &amp; Hammer spin brush, a memory card for my camera(so I won't have to delete pictures on the one I have now), a ton of necklaces, Shellie gave me a necklace holder(love it) and these really cool beads that you put in water and they grow, they are good for vases.  Natalie gave me a wooden nativity set.  &lt;br /&gt;I was so tired and I didn't feel good at all, so I fell asleep around 1 and slept till 7:30.  I was still tired that night, I did a lot of sleeping this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE being sick, didn't go to church on Sunday, I was too miserable.  Cory and Natalie came up on Saturday night.  Lots of fun.  If I didn't feel so miserable I would have wanted to do more.  Oh-well!  &lt;br /&gt;I hope I do something fun for New Years eve, I don't work, but I'm broke as can be!!! So if anyone has any ideas, let me know!  Maybe I can talk Cody into letting me borrow a bunch of movies and my parents into buying tons of junk food and Edwin into coming over.  Hmmmmm.   Oh-well!  Maybe I'll hang out with Shellie's family, I'm suppose to get Marmaduke from Netflix next!  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's the excitement going on in my life!  :)&lt;br /&gt;Next time I will put pictures on here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8428770442533891016?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8428770442533891016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8428770442533891016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8428770442533891016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8428770442533891016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-4871657017368103345</id><published>2010-12-14T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T03:19:59.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately.....</title><content type='html'>Here are some more pictures.  I don't really like any of the pictures taken lately, so I only picked 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TQdCiFM3gKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/xof4keBXsdk/s1600/SANY0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TQdCiFM3gKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/xof4keBXsdk/s320/SANY0547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550478219036557474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Jerrol, long story behind this picture.  He was hiding from me though!  Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TQdChisi1gI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zCbQXn7yC24/s1600/100_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TQdChisi1gI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zCbQXn7yC24/s320/100_0264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550478209774179842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my christmas bouquet.  Orginally I wanted tiny pine cones on the bottom, but couldn't find any, anywhere!  So I just settled on mini ball ornaments and tiny gift bows.  I think turned out cute.  Emily helped me with,  I'm still not happy about it, but it will do.  &lt;br /&gt;Life has been slow lately.  It's been nice, but at times really frusterating. Like work, we have temps. which is nice because I can take a day off and not have to fight for it or hope that I can get it off.  But also, it means not getting our hours, I just think they don't want to get rid of them right before christmas.  Oh-well!  I'm just grateful for a job right now.  &lt;br /&gt;Dating!  I mean, yeah I'm dating someone, but it doesn't feel like it because we never see each other.  And I understand why and I'm fine with it, but I'm just tired of people telling me that this isn't normal.  I wish I could get into it, but I can't.  I guess I am just having a bad night and I feel neglected. It's a girl thing!  Oh-well!&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, life is good!  Christmas is almost here, which means spring will be here soon after that! Yay!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-4871657017368103345?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4871657017368103345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=4871657017368103345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4871657017368103345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4871657017368103345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='lately.....'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TQdCiFM3gKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/xof4keBXsdk/s72-c/SANY0547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-4178237922932470522</id><published>2010-11-29T20:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:30:34.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from Thanksgiving, I will add more later.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxtBwD0mI/AAAAAAAAAxk/mFZalP-9RgU/s1600/SANY0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxtBwD0mI/AAAAAAAAAxk/mFZalP-9RgU/s320/SANY0535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545182059577987682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year EVERYONE was there, plus Aunt Linda and Melinda.  It was hard to get a good picture of everyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxsMQT_NI/AAAAAAAAAxc/gcD7p7aNZJU/s1600/101_2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxsMQT_NI/AAAAAAAAAxc/gcD7p7aNZJU/s320/101_2179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545182045217750226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, getting christmas trees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxrYJfg8I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1Z-FBdQ-F_M/s1600/100_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxrYJfg8I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1Z-FBdQ-F_M/s320/100_0239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545182031230501826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall bouquet.  Just something fun.  I'm going to try to do one for each holiday.  It is kinda fun.  And they are fake, so they don't bother my dad's allergies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxq3QgvXI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ur9ORrpQMPc/s1600/101_2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxq3QgvXI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ur9ORrpQMPc/s320/101_2178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545182022401572210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jameson and Abby.  Her face cracks me up!  She's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxquydVDI/AAAAAAAAAxE/KziyPjeUGQU/s1600/100_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxquydVDI/AAAAAAAAAxE/KziyPjeUGQU/s320/100_0242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545182020128035890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a bunch of magnets, because we couldn't find where my mom put our magnets when we got a new fridge.  This is the result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-4178237922932470522?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4178237922932470522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=4178237922932470522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4178237922932470522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4178237922932470522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TPRxtBwD0mI/AAAAAAAAAxk/mFZalP-9RgU/s72-c/SANY0535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-752247772461515851</id><published>2010-11-19T21:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:38:43.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TOdPxcAtUcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/dGRxRvLbvmA/s1600/76706_1662364194668_1104105163_31766778_1959354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TOdPxcAtUcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/dGRxRvLbvmA/s320/76706_1662364194668_1104105163_31766778_1959354_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541485577254031810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken by Cody at work.  We were just messing with our phones and I actually kinda like this picture!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just messing around with my blog, and if you get on Stats it will tell you where people are that look at your blog.  Who the heck from Germany or Russia???  A little worried now!  Because I seriously have never 'blog stalked' so now am just a little not sure what to write anymore.  I don't want to go private because no one really ever reads my blog anyways, but I want it available for those who know me and do read it.  Oh-well!  Whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-752247772461515851?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/752247772461515851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=752247772461515851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/752247772461515851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/752247772461515851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-picture-was-taken-by-cody-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TOdPxcAtUcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/dGRxRvLbvmA/s72-c/76706_1662364194668_1104105163_31766778_1959354_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-6341110150885239077</id><published>2010-10-19T02:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T02:33:05.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVED my purple background on here, seriously, it was soothing to my eyes.  Plus I LOVE purple.  But I felt I needed to celebrate Halloween, or something like that.  I would have done a deer hunting background if I had found one.  My dad, Trent, Shellie's family, Edwin, they all got tags this year, so this weekend, everyone will be gone.  I hoping we go to my grandma's Friday night.  If we don't, maybe I can just go myself for the weekend, I already love it up there.  Then up to Manti on Sunday or something.  We'll see!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TL1WHbqjK9I/AAAAAAAAAw0/c27vgpGnyOg/s1600/SANY0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TL1WHbqjK9I/AAAAAAAAAw0/c27vgpGnyOg/s320/SANY0507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529670603166133202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken the day of Aunt Mary's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TL1WHIGr0WI/AAAAAAAAAws/UR7_xWe-0Lk/s1600/SANY0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TL1WHIGr0WI/AAAAAAAAAws/UR7_xWe-0Lk/s320/SANY0497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529670597915431266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much to write about.  We had Tanners blessing, I've been sick.  It was not fun!  Aunt Mary's funeral in Richfield.  It seems like every weekend for the last 2 months has had something going on.  And the next two weekends will be busy also!  &lt;br /&gt;But I'm ready for this weekend, I even painted my toe nails and finger nails orange for the deer hunt, then I will paint them black for Halloween!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-6341110150885239077?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6341110150885239077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=6341110150885239077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6341110150885239077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6341110150885239077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TL1WHbqjK9I/AAAAAAAAAw0/c27vgpGnyOg/s72-c/SANY0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8926112177205657670</id><published>2010-10-04T02:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T02:47:29.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend</title><content type='html'>This is what we did this weekend-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSvYDYNfI/AAAAAAAAAwk/aLl7KXUnK7A/s1600/SANY0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSvYDYNfI/AAAAAAAAAwk/aLl7KXUnK7A/s320/SANY0457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524107760554751474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom will probably get mad at me for putting this pic of her on here, but I couldn't get her to pick her nose for me(I was being extremely annoying about it too!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSvOpAfiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XAmruTvY4QY/s1600/SANY0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSvOpAfiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XAmruTvY4QY/s320/SANY0449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524107758028226082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Shellie(I have a WAY better picture of Shellie, but she won't let me put it on here!  It's a pretty awesome 'pay back' picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSu21d89I/AAAAAAAAAwU/prmzJuQ0eXw/s1600/SANY0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSu21d89I/AAAAAAAAAwU/prmzJuQ0eXw/s320/SANY0445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524107751638037458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Cliffs- it was pouring rain and on the red rocks it looked white and slick.  It was neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSuiHBqfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/p8y7G2hhb2o/s1600/SANY0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSuiHBqfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/p8y7G2hhb2o/s320/SANY0442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524107746074536434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us who went, it's a little blurry, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSudfl_LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/mUZcXYutHMA/s1600/SANY0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSudfl_LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/mUZcXYutHMA/s320/SANY0439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524107744835402930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm coming in from the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Red Cliffs after conference got over on Saturday.  My cousin Melinda Lou was here and that's what she wanted to do.  We had planned on having hot dogs and salad and to go hiking.  But a storm came in while we were there, the wind was blowing red sand all over, then it stared pouring rain.  It was crazy, so we came back home and roast hot dogs and marshmallows and talked, played with Tanner, watched a movie, Skylar came over.  It was just a fun relaxing day!  We totally needed the rain!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8926112177205657670?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8926112177205657670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8926112177205657670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8926112177205657670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8926112177205657670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='Conference Weekend'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKmSvYDYNfI/AAAAAAAAAwk/aLl7KXUnK7A/s72-c/SANY0457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7608209390232100360</id><published>2010-09-27T17:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T17:45:39.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happenings....</title><content type='html'>So here's what's been going on lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqJDFOCVI/AAAAAAAAAv8/TcpOXZ8ABhY/s1600/SANY0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqJDFOCVI/AAAAAAAAAv8/TcpOXZ8ABhY/s320/SANY0420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521740953067325778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani and Tanner(she was trying to hide).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqI8XGs0I/AAAAAAAAAv0/7OsXbPBHCjA/s1600/SANY0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqI8XGs0I/AAAAAAAAAv0/7OsXbPBHCjA/s320/SANY0426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521740951263294274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me holding Tanner with Trent.  He just fell asleep like that, he's so cute!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqIiv39pI/AAAAAAAAAvs/iawzfPcHU58/s1600/SANY0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqIiv39pI/AAAAAAAAAvs/iawzfPcHU58/s320/SANY0428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521740944387864210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved him to my lap.  Man, he can sleep!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqIIgDs5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/-rsXR0tZhMQ/s1600/SANY0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqIIgDs5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/-rsXR0tZhMQ/s320/SANY0434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521740937342202770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to Kolob Sunday for a Sunday drive, it's so gorgeous up there!  We stopped by the lake to eat and while we were sitting there, Edwin swore he saw an eagle(I've never seen an eagle on Kolob before).  So I got my flashlight and it was an owl!  I've never seen an owl in the wild before(I don't even know if I've seen one in general before).  So I was all excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqH4ERS-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/c66pt4bRzN8/s1600/SANY0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqH4ERS-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/c66pt4bRzN8/s320/SANY0436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521740932930685922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It let us take pictures of it, I shined my flashlight on it while Edwin took pictures of it.  It stayed in one place for a few minutes!  It was awesome!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much is going on around here.  Trent and Dani are in the process(as I type this) of moving in here.  Until they move up north(if they go that route).  It's going to be crazy around here!  But we'll have a baby in the house, so that will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I don't know what to write, but thought I'd put some new pictures on here(that are already on facebook).  Hope everything is awesome with everyone!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7608209390232100360?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7608209390232100360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7608209390232100360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7608209390232100360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7608209390232100360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_27.html' title='happenings....'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TKEqJDFOCVI/AAAAAAAAAv8/TcpOXZ8ABhY/s72-c/SANY0420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1914299930903915600</id><published>2010-09-11T22:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:12:56.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted to save this picture some where that I could see it often, until I can print it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TIxS9qMj3UI/AAAAAAAAAvU/W8wL0bsYOHs/s1600/htmlimport_Dscn0161a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TIxS9qMj3UI/AAAAAAAAAvU/W8wL0bsYOHs/s320/htmlimport_Dscn0161a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515874862874484034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from my great-great-great grandmother!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1914299930903915600?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1914299930903915600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1914299930903915600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1914299930903915600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1914299930903915600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-just-wanted-to-save-this-picture-some.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TIxS9qMj3UI/AAAAAAAAAvU/W8wL0bsYOHs/s72-c/htmlimport_Dscn0161a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-399897255201051240</id><published>2010-09-10T00:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:39:46.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavitt Reunion 2010</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of our Leavitt reunion up on Kolob(God lives there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRUMcaHdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/96sBT0fZO4s/s1600/SANY0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRUMcaHdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/96sBT0fZO4s/s320/SANY0417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515169363559849426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quakies are so thick!  It was gorgeous!!!!!!  I'll have to take Edwin up there before it gets cold, preferably when the colors change!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRTsegaXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/dqABqVYe_Rc/s1600/SANY0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRTsegaXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/dqABqVYe_Rc/s320/SANY0392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515169354978716018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me trying to climb the vanilla pine tree, maybe my next post I'll put the picture of me kissing it(I was really smelling it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRTHwWCII/AAAAAAAAAu8/d_jzuYKKoWM/s1600/SANY0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRTHwWCII/AAAAAAAAAu8/d_jzuYKKoWM/s320/SANY0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515169345121421442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skylar......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRSuSWdtI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Mi8Y6kzJkco/s1600/101_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRSuSWdtI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Mi8Y6kzJkco/s320/101_2097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515169338284734162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney, making Celestial S'mores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRSIH0SBI/AAAAAAAAAus/dXGSMeeznAM/s1600/101_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRSIH0SBI/AAAAAAAAAus/dXGSMeeznAM/s320/101_2095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515169328040003602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before braces, I could actually get my tongue up my nose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-399897255201051240?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/399897255201051240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=399897255201051240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/399897255201051240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/399897255201051240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='Leavitt Reunion 2010'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TInRUMcaHdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/96sBT0fZO4s/s72-c/SANY0417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-429347940135426267</id><published>2010-08-28T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T21:32:55.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These pictures were taken off of a Long Beach, Washington website(yes, I stole them). I wish I was up there right now.  That one trip I went on ruined me.  Someday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/THnPZ0oWzDI/AAAAAAAAAuk/X5zEuUCHUSA/s1600/w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/THnPZ0oWzDI/AAAAAAAAAuk/X5zEuUCHUSA/s320/w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510663661596101682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/THnPZqsb6uI/AAAAAAAAAuc/wRaUC7EMStg/s1600/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/THnPZqsb6uI/AAAAAAAAAuc/wRaUC7EMStg/s320/m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510663658928859874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been in the mood to post lately!  I was on my class website http://hhs-classof-2000.blogspot.com/ and was checking out some of my other classmates blogs.  Interesting.  In a way, it bummed me out, because they are all married with kids and I'm not!  But in a way, the rebel in me comes out and says "eh, big deal, I'm not the one running after kids, wiping snotty noses."  Don't get me wrong, I want kids(however many God wants to give me). Just not this second!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ward that I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;, I am no longer in.  I am totally bummed out about that, I knew it was coming, but I guess I just didn't want it to happen.  I thought if I ignored it long enough it wouldn't happen, I guess.....  &lt;br /&gt;They did a whole new college/singles ward change.  They are making it so if your not in the boundaries of a certain ward, they will discourage you from going.  My bishop is totally awesome and said I can continue going to his ward till I go through the temple.  But I have to make the change eventually, so I am going to go to my new ward tomorrow and talk to Bishop Johnson and see if I have to start over on all my temple preparation.  I just need to start temple prep classes.  I had to wait till all the ward changes happened.  If I have to start all over on my work(which I shouldn't), then I will go go back to my old bishop and talk to him, because I trust him, he's pure awesomeness.  Edwin aged out and he's going to a family ward now.  I'll miss that, I think it was a good thing for us to go to church together because we learned the same thing and were able to talk about it later.  And FHE's, I am going to miss!!!  Even though Bishop Jenson said I can still go to theirs, we will see!  &lt;br /&gt;Now I get to feel like a chaperone in my new ward, yay!  That's why I found the ward I liked because the Hurricane ward was just too young for me! Oh-well!  I'm going to give it a try!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I really don't have much to blog about.  My camera has been sitting in the same spot since our little Ipson reunion a few weeks ago. I have a Leavitt reunion next weekend, so I'll try to get some fun pictures up there.  &lt;br /&gt;My 10 year HS reunion is the same weekend, it will be too much driving back and forth to do both, so I am going to go to Peach Days Friday night and hopefully see the people that matter.  Even though I would love to see Bobbi and Matt, I've been talking to Bobbi a lot on facebook and she is so stinkin' awesome and she is moving back to Utah from Oregon, but she'll be in the SLC area.  Maybe I'll have to go on a little trip and visit all of my favorite people up there!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah!  Before I forget, Trent and Dani had their baby on the 20th.  Their blog is private, so when I get a picture of Tanner, I'll post it!  He's a cutie!!!  I saw him last Sunday and he's so much fun to hold(like all new born's).  I would have gone over after work on the days I have gotten off early, but after working where I work, I don't want to hold a new baby! Yuck!  That kid would probably get really sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-429347940135426267?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/429347940135426267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=429347940135426267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/429347940135426267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/429347940135426267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/08/these-pictures-were-taken-off-of-long.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/THnPZ0oWzDI/AAAAAAAAAuk/X5zEuUCHUSA/s72-c/w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1234237635713329475</id><published>2010-08-08T03:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T03:15:36.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so we had a family reunion last weekend.  And I am finally updating my blog! I put these pictures on facebook, but I just felt the need to explain them, I guess!&lt;br /&gt;The only pictures that I didn't take with my camera were when we all went to the temple friday, I think Trent or Natalie got some though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zYMvbgAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/JcILJx-tsOU/s1600/SANY0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zYMvbgAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/JcILJx-tsOU/s320/SANY0324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502962654267539458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me!  In a swimming suit!  OH MY GOSH!!!!!  Wow!!!  Yes, I am wearing a swimming suit and yes, it is purple! I haven't been swimming in like 8 years, it was at FHE once and I got pulled in!  My swimming suit was too big on top(it fit when I bought it), so I had to wear a tank top over it, plus I felt it showed too much skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zX9OfL9I/AAAAAAAAAuE/1rvuVuO7pss/s1600/SANY0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zX9OfL9I/AAAAAAAAAuE/1rvuVuO7pss/s320/SANY0333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502962650102837202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris going off the high dive.  I told him if he went off, I'd go off.  He said ok, but I'm sure that he was used to doing it.  So, he won in that round!  Little brat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zXFFCrUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/U7hfzGwWBqM/s1600/SANY0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zXFFCrUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/U7hfzGwWBqM/s320/SANY0331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502962635030834498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory trying to flip me over.  My brothers are such wienies!!! They all picked on me that night, except Trent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zWyH5qcI/AAAAAAAAAt0/UfATcJE6V1Q/s1600/SANY0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zWyH5qcI/AAAAAAAAAt0/UfATcJE6V1Q/s320/SANY0336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502962629942553026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off the high dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zWoPI8FI/AAAAAAAAAts/GQpwPIOX6Jk/s1600/SANY0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zWoPI8FI/AAAAAAAAAts/GQpwPIOX6Jk/s320/SANY0343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502962627288559698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily sleeping outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1234237635713329475?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1234237635713329475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1234237635713329475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1234237635713329475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1234237635713329475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5zYMvbgAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/JcILJx-tsOU/s72-c/SANY0324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2256161097892639009</id><published>2010-08-08T02:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T03:17:44.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some more pictures of our little family reunion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xnEk9kpI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fLEkx0WA6ts/s1600/SANY0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xnEk9kpI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fLEkx0WA6ts/s320/SANY0348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960710750933650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep outside!  Everyone was out there, my dad, wade, cory, me, all the kids.  It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &lt;br /&gt;href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xmoJwEWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/8SJFjEc2X1o/s1600/SANY0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xmoJwEWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/8SJFjEc2X1o/s320/SANY0355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960703120609634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shellie, we were waiting for the sun to go down so we could take our sibling picture.  We look so enthusiastic!!  Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xmJQ3AgI/AAAAAAAAAtU/8wIPssQ5n5Q/s1600/SANY0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xmJQ3AgI/AAAAAAAAAtU/8wIPssQ5n5Q/s320/SANY0368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960694828925442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME!!! Seriously, it's a Leavitt trait to stick our tongues out when a camera is out, we get it from our mom!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xl6CN9MI/AAAAAAAAAtM/IzyIxsS-9tc/s1600/SANY0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xl6CN9MI/AAAAAAAAAtM/IzyIxsS-9tc/s320/SANY0375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960690740982978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls, we had are toes done and we took a picture of all of us!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xlf4aqvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/KsFpfUoHagI/s1600/SANY0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xlf4aqvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/KsFpfUoHagI/s320/SANY0387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502960683720551154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and me!!!  LOVE this picture!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2256161097892639009?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2256161097892639009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2256161097892639009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2256161097892639009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2256161097892639009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TF5xnEk9kpI/AAAAAAAAAtk/fLEkx0WA6ts/s72-c/SANY0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-33822709702115567</id><published>2010-07-22T03:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T04:03:50.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just reading every one's blogs and decided I needed to at least write something!  &lt;br /&gt;Since I never work anymore, I have the time to update, but I find myself busy with the things I enjoy that I never get to do.  My flower gardens are almost weed free(with the help from my awesome dad!!!).  And I made a super YUMMY zucchini casserole.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on my quilt, I set it up like 2 weeks ago, I'm sorta working on it when I feel like it!  Once I get down there and work on it, I can't stop, but when I do stop, I don't want to go back and start again!  It will get finished!  Before winter!  :)&lt;br /&gt;I got SO sick at work the other day!  I've been fine at work the last few Tuesdays that I've been in!  But this week, crazy, it was SO HOT!!!! At 5:30 in the freakin' morning, 90 degrees!!! Heat exhaustion is no fun! And I get it really easily! So I told Shay I was leaving.  I don't like leaving early like that when we are busy, but I was miserable!&lt;br /&gt;So I came home, took a shower and went to bed.  I felt horrible all day Tuesday and Wednesday I felt better, but I am still having a hard time being hungry!&lt;br /&gt;Monday night was SO fun!!!!!  I went to FHE, we went to Rec center, swimming, since I don't like swimming, I took a book, I just wanted to be around people, other than my family.  I love people, I just don't talk a lot!  I read while they swam. &lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat somewhere, there is usually about 9-10 people who come to FHE regularly, there was 7 of us.  It was fun, then we went to play sand volleyball at the park, I didn't play, but I watched.  I need someone to teach me how to play.  I  played Frisbee, tried to kill Dan!  That was fun! That was until midnight.  Then we ran through the sprinklers at the park!  We waited until after the cop drove past!  That was way fun!&lt;br /&gt;So I went to talk to my bishop about getting a baptism for the dead recommend, since my family is going to the temple together, next weekend.  He told me that when I am ready I can start taking temple prep classes.  I'm so excited!  I'm thinking September. I would like to go through on September 11, since that's my parents anniversary and it's a Saturday! That will give me plenty of time to take temple prep classes and get everything ready for it!  But if not that weekend then anytime after that!  I guess we will see!  Nothing is going to stop me from going through!  Unless God comes down and tells me in person not to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so that is what is going on right now!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-33822709702115567?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/33822709702115567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=33822709702115567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/33822709702115567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/33822709702115567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-just-reading-every-ones-blogs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2238057232622942923</id><published>2010-06-30T21:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:52:52.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kolob Pictures</title><content type='html'>I guess I better update the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TCwFdeVX9WI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pbqg46Zy6OI/s1600/SANY0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TCwFdeVX9WI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pbqg46Zy6OI/s320/SANY0231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488768049774851426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is too funny!  Shellie and kids were all on Chris' bed, reading.  I thought I'd jump on and join them.  Jameson was 'coughing' on purpose, so he looks like a dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TCwFcR9aBPI/AAAAAAAAAs0/40GiSw8PbCU/s1600/SANY0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TCwFcR9aBPI/AAAAAAAAAs0/40GiSw8PbCU/s320/SANY0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488768029273228530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next 2 pictures were taken on Kolob, my favoritest place on earth!!!!  I wish my family owned land up there, it's the one place where I really feel at peace.  I look forward to going up there whenever possible!  Luckily I've had the opportunity to go up twice so far this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TCwFbWxdbyI/AAAAAAAAAss/UqqDctOo8Xw/s1600/SANY0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TCwFbWxdbyI/AAAAAAAAAss/UqqDctOo8Xw/s320/SANY0190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488768013385428770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got really slow at work and they decided to shut down the outbound side on my shift, for 8 weeks.  I had the option to go to 1st shift(knowing me, you know I will never do that), go to weekends or take TLO(temp. lay off).  I decided to do TLO.  Which I've never done before.  I go in on Tuesdays from 5:30 am till 11 am, to cover my benefits.  It's hard!  I hate early mornings.  So I pull all nighters Monday night, I'm afraid once I fall asleep I won't wake up because I am such a deep sleeper.  I've only done it 2 times so far, the first week wasn't so bad, I fell asleep in the bath tub.  But this week, I was a little more tired.  But then again I am getting a cold and had the joy of getting a HUGE cold sore.   &lt;br /&gt;At first I was so frustrated over being forced to change my hours or get laid off.  But now I am kinda glad I have 8 weeks off to play.  In August I will go back to my shift, but at least I get the majority of the HOT summer off!  &lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what I am going to do with all my time off.  This week, nothing, because I feel horrible.  But I am going to make a quilt, or try anyways.  Work on another quilt.  Put all of my music on the computer. Work on getting my temple recommend(still). Try a whole ton of new recipes(if my dad will buy the ingredients).  CLEAN!!!!  I'm having a hard time coming up with cheap things to do that will keep me busy.  Lucky for me I already have the stuff to do my quilt, I just need to get it started, which I was going to do this week, but I feel so horrible, so I've been doing a lot of reading and drinking tea!  Yay for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2238057232622942923?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2238057232622942923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2238057232622942923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2238057232622942923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2238057232622942923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_30.html' title='Kolob Pictures'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TCwFdeVX9WI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pbqg46Zy6OI/s72-c/SANY0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5765697442995722303</id><published>2010-06-14T02:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:29:30.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy pictures!</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of the last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlrzh2X9I/AAAAAAAAAsk/jjNVR3r5_Bg/s1600/SANY0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlrzh2X9I/AAAAAAAAAsk/jjNVR3r5_Bg/s320/SANY0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482540662122766290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our property.  The HUGE shade pinion in the middle of our camp ground sorta had a few branches break off and they fell on the table and broke a few surrounding trees.   My dad said "good fire wood"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlrUGILmI/AAAAAAAAAsc/H6oORmrqMV4/s1600/SANY0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlrUGILmI/AAAAAAAAAsc/H6oORmrqMV4/s320/SANY0168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482540653684993634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken at our ward camp out with the Hurricane singles ward on East Zion at the Clear Creek ranch(?).  I don't want to put other pictures on here with out anyone's permission.  So this is just a random picture of the fun we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlq2CL_pI/AAAAAAAAAsU/5VR12WuPtgk/s1600/SANY0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlq2CL_pI/AAAAAAAAAsU/5VR12WuPtgk/s320/SANY0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482540645615402642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin and I went up to Kolob this Saturday in the evening,  this is one of the lovely pictures he took!  I had to delete a few pictures he took of me!  They were so bad!!!  But was GORGEOUS up there!  The reservoir is clear up to the road!  I've never seen it that full before!  FISHING here I come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlqmiixJI/AAAAAAAAAsM/epB2dAmNtcM/s1600/SANY0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlqmiixJI/AAAAAAAAAsM/epB2dAmNtcM/s320/SANY0178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482540641456145554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a HUGE freak storm a few hours before we went up to Kolob, this is the hail that came off the roof out of the gutter.  Crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlqMNzgRI/AAAAAAAAAsE/miKRfTcY8aY/s1600/100_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlqMNzgRI/AAAAAAAAAsE/miKRfTcY8aY/s320/100_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482540634389840146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken down by Chevron, holy lake!!!  It as crazy!!!  LOVED it!  We had a small pond on the side of our house.  If Wade and Cory can remember how the water would collect on the side of the house, it was about 6 inches deep, but soaked in really fast.  LOVED that storm!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5765697442995722303?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5765697442995722303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5765697442995722303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5765697442995722303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5765697442995722303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_14.html' title='Crazy pictures!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TBXlrzh2X9I/AAAAAAAAAsk/jjNVR3r5_Bg/s72-c/SANY0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8053847462991585228</id><published>2010-06-06T21:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:01:49.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay for Life weekend---</title><content type='html'>This weekend was crazy!  The Hurricane singles ward invited my ward(Washington) to go camping up at Clear Creek, on East Zion and my cousin was doing a Relay for Life in Kanab, and I thought it would be fun to get out and participate. Crazy!  So I drove to East Zion(I hate driving through the park, stupid slow drivers- sorry tourists), got up there right after dinner, I would have left earlier, but the reason is for another post.  Stayed for a fireside, my cousin Whitney was there, so I hung with her and Marie for awhile.  &lt;br /&gt;Left for Kanab around 10:30 pm.  It's not a very long drive, maybe 25 miles.  I'm not sure how much I walked, I lost track after 6 times around the track, we watched "The Blind Side" well, at least some of it, I walked during the middle and caught the last few minutes.  Then they did "The Princess Bride" which I can quote perfectly.  I ate a hot dog at like 3:30 am, never done that before.  It was really cold there! I was surprised on how cold it got!  But me being prepared, I survived it!  Edwin and Cody were texting me until 4:30 to keep me awake.  They are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnsEMeRMI/AAAAAAAAAr8/bvjpSsb3eDA/s1600/SANY0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnsEMeRMI/AAAAAAAAAr8/bvjpSsb3eDA/s320/SANY0149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479868853341013186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I love this picture of my uncle Jerrol!  It cracks me up!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnrVuNu4I/AAAAAAAAAr0/zsCe_nuivJk/s1600/SANY0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnrVuNu4I/AAAAAAAAAr0/zsCe_nuivJk/s320/SANY0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479868840866069378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Stuart, Jordan and Austin.  I tried to get them all to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &lt;br /&gt;href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnq87PawI/AAAAAAAAArs/zSO2u1v9Qq8/s1600/SANY0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnq87PawI/AAAAAAAAArs/zSO2u1v9Qq8/s320/SANY0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479868834209819394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The luminaries, one with the flash and other with out it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnqtrzt3I/AAAAAAAAArk/Y7GtwkiCihY/s1600/SANY0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnqtrzt3I/AAAAAAAAArk/Y7GtwkiCihY/s320/SANY0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479868830118557554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karri, Ryan and I were there to support the Leavitt's.  Gordon's sister(I'm guessing thats who she was) and her two daughters were there.  Kims kids and uncle Jerrol and aunt Peggy were there.  There were a few others, but I of course didn't know them.  &lt;br /&gt;They were selling stuff and I bought 2 shirts(who would pass up on a $1 shirt- make good work shirts).  The Leavitt team came in 3rd.  &lt;br /&gt;Around 5, when the sun was coming up, I decided to go in and lay down in the tent, I pulled my fire fighter beanie and that Cory gave me a couple years ago, over my eyes, so it was dark.  And at like 6 blaring music started.  So I didn't get any sleep.  We ate, did some more walking and cleaned up.  They had a bunch of raffles and lots of games, it was neat, there was a kid who had walked from 6 the night before till they finished the next morning.  It was crazy.  I think I left around 10:30ish, not sure.  Went over to uncle Jerrols house and cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped up at our property on East Zion just to look around, that itself is a whole other post.  I guess we won't be camping up there till we get it cleaned up.  Our BIG huge tree(that shaded our tables) had some huge branches fall off and break other trees around it, on top of the picnic tables.  It was bad.  I have some pictures, but I will post them later.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Clear Creek, got there around 12, they were finishing up with a game or a fireside, not sure.  Everyone went down to the creek and was swimming and canoeing.  It looked like a lot of fun,  if I didn't hate water so much, plus the water was all mossy and algae-y, it was gross.  I'll post pictures later.  &lt;br /&gt;I was SO tired, that I left around 2:30ish.  Even though it was fun, I was dead!&lt;br /&gt;Got home almost 4, because of those slow drivers through the park, but by the time I got out of Virgin, I didn't care, I was too tired to speed home.  &lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep in the bath tub, woke my self up because I could hear myself snoring. Then later I fell asleep on the trampoline, which is extremely uncomfortable.  &lt;br /&gt;Finally I just went to bed at 11:30, Edwin text me 7 minutes later, never even heard it.  I was out.  I woke up at 11, sat up to start getting ready for church, but I was so tired, I couldn't even keep my eyes open, all I wanted to do was curl up and sleep some more.  So I did.  I think if I had tried to go to church I probably wouldn't have stayed awake.  &lt;br /&gt;So it was an awesome weekend.  Long, but totally worth it.  And I am SO proud of myself, I only needed 1 Xanax, I thought I'd be popping them the whole time, because its in those situations when I need them.  It wasn't until I mentioned that to Cody when I was like, uh-oh, I need one!  &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next year.  Hopefully, that weekend won't be so busy.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to the company picnic, because I was just too tired!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8053847462991585228?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8053847462991585228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8053847462991585228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8053847462991585228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8053847462991585228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='Relay for Life weekend---'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/TAxnsEMeRMI/AAAAAAAAAr8/bvjpSsb3eDA/s72-c/SANY0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2983043143682166433</id><published>2010-06-02T02:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T03:17:26.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Ramblings</title><content type='html'>I keep telling myself that I need to update my blog!  So while I am waiting for my nails to dry, I'll write something!&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Alice in Wonderland.  That is the cutest movie!  It's so funny! Don't lose your muchness!  &lt;br /&gt;We haven't been taking any pictures lately.  My parents went to Junction on Monday for memorial day, they forgot the camera and the key to my grandma's house.  I didn't go.  I wanted to, but I just wanted to hang out at home.  Every once in awhile, it's nice to just have absolutely nothing in the world to do.  I planted cherry tomatoes, weeded and killed stupid earwigs!  My uncle Rick showed up and spent the night.  I haven't seen him in forever.&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend, the Hurricane singles ward invited my ward(the Washington singles ward) to go on a camp out on East Zion.  I'll probably go.  But I'd drive up and spend the evening with them, then go to Kanab and support Kim in the Relay for Life, spend the night somewhere there, then drive back up to East Zion and hang out up there on Saturday.  Also on Saturday they are doing a company picnic, I went last year and had a lot of fun, but I'm trying to decide if I want to skip out on dinner and a fireside to go to the picnic or come home after the fireside.  And not even worry about the picnic.  Either way, I will try and have my camera with me this coming weekend. &lt;br /&gt;I was at Wal-mart tonight after I got off work, I need junk food!  I eat healthy about 98% of the time, but junk food is nice to have once in awhile.  So I was looking at the the Pringles(which I never eat), they have ketchup flavored pringles.  Nasty!  I think I threw up a little in my mouth when I saw them.  Ew!!!  Anyways, so that made for an interesting conversation with Cody and Edwin.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for July, we have a BIG Ipson reunion on Beaver Mt.  Yay!  I'm so excited.  We had so much fun last year that I can't wait till this years reunion.  &lt;br /&gt;Then all of my siblings will be here at the end up of the month and since Trent and Dani will be so close to having their baby, we are staying in Hurricane.  But we have talked about renting the swimming pool out for an evening, going to the temple together(I'd do baptisms for the dead, since I haven't yet been through).  We will sleep outside and watch movies.  It will be fun!  I can't wait!  &lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, this summer is going to be fun!!!!  I'm thinking of going up to the Manti pageant this summer, I'd rather not go to the actual pageant alone, but I don't mind driving up there by myself, so maybe I can talk Jim into going with me.  Who knows, he might be married now.  I haven't talked to him in over a year!  &lt;br /&gt;I started reading the bible, I'm still in Genesis.  Some nights I can't stop reading, some nights I am so tired that I only read one chapter. But I'm almost done with Genesis.  It's interesting.  Because I am reading the stories that I've only heard about.  It's neat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2983043143682166433?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2983043143682166433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2983043143682166433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2983043143682166433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2983043143682166433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/recent-ramblings.html' title='Recent Ramblings'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-6138424779983380447</id><published>2010-05-25T15:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:15:37.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying</title><content type='html'>I've never been very good at praying.  I hate praying in front of people. When I pray at night, I always wonder if God is even listening, or whatever.  So I looked online to see if there were tips on how to say a good prayer. Then I found this poem.  It didn't say who wrote it, but I LOVE it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Teach Me How to Pray&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please teach me, Lord...&lt;br /&gt;I want to know&lt;br /&gt;Exactly how to pray.&lt;br /&gt;I need some words&lt;br /&gt;Which ones are right?&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bowed my head&lt;br /&gt;I have knelt down,&lt;br /&gt;But...should I be upright?&lt;br /&gt;I've closed my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I've raised my hands,&lt;br /&gt;Or...should I fold them tight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I stand up?&lt;br /&gt;Should I sit down?&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord...what do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Are lights turned on&lt;br /&gt;Or are they off?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...candle light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear my glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Take them off?&lt;br /&gt;Be at my desk or table?&lt;br /&gt;Should I whisper?&lt;br /&gt;Speak out loud?&lt;br /&gt;Do I quote the Bible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think&lt;br /&gt;About the time?&lt;br /&gt;Do You prefer the dawn?&lt;br /&gt;Should I pray fast,&lt;br /&gt;Or keep it slow?&lt;br /&gt;Better short...or long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm new at this&lt;br /&gt;What are the rules?&lt;br /&gt;I want to do it right.&lt;br /&gt;How do I know&lt;br /&gt;You'll even hear&lt;br /&gt;That I am in Your sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I sat there quietly,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for some sign,&lt;br /&gt;I heard a gentle voice say,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, dearest child of mine...&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I really care&lt;br /&gt;About the time of day,&lt;br /&gt;Or whether you are standing up,&lt;br /&gt;Or kneeling when you pray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about your posture,&lt;br /&gt;Or about the place you choose;&lt;br /&gt;Just open up your soul to me,&lt;br /&gt;I have no other rules.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;And tell me what you seek;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me of your sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;And of those things that made you weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak to me in private&lt;br /&gt;About what concerns you most;&lt;br /&gt;I know about your good deeds...&lt;br /&gt;You have no need to boast.&lt;br /&gt;My child, you don't need lessons,&lt;br /&gt;Just talk to me each day;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me anything you want, dear child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-6138424779983380447?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6138424779983380447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=6138424779983380447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6138424779983380447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6138424779983380447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/praying.html' title='Praying'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-6969352878124793954</id><published>2010-05-16T22:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:24:23.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Emotional Post--- sorry!</title><content type='html'>These last couple of weeks have been a learning experience for me.  I have read so many good things.  I am loving the reading of good stuff.  The way I look at things now are so different.  I love it.  I have had a few questions I've always wondered about answered for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S_DMfBd3N2I/AAAAAAAAArc/58GY26cT-kM/s1600/Mothers+Day+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S_DMfBd3N2I/AAAAAAAAArc/58GY26cT-kM/s320/Mothers+Day+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472098380596852578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 weeks I have really struggled a lot. Some of you know I was dating this really awesome guy, for a little over 2 months(we've known each other for forever).  And when he had bad days, I had bad days.  That's just the way we were.  Anyways, so he went home to visit his family and when he came back, just totally ignored me, wanted nothing to do with me.  I knew something was up.  I tried being patient.  For 2 whole weeks, I put up with it.  I came home from work and when I'd go to bed, I read my scriptures, then pray.  There were a couple of nights where as soon as I started praying I started sobbing.  It was so hard, because I honestly was getting the same answer that my "man toy."  We just weren't meant to be!  But I didn't want to end it at all.  He is such an awesome guy! And I didn't want to accept Gods answer, but I knew in my heart what was suppose to be.  Anyways, so I struggled with that and the fact that he was totally ignoring me.  Because he didn't want to hurt me, but he was hurting me more by waiting to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;But once we got it all out in the open and talked about everything, it ended really good.  I mean, I'm always going to like him, I'm sure I will always have a little crush on him.  But I honestly have nothing bad to say about him.  I have prayed my heart out that if we ended that it would go smoothly and there wouldn't be bitterness.  My prayer was answered.  I really think we will stay good friends and support each other in different things in each others lives.  He really is a good person and I honestly respect him and I hope for the best in his life.  &lt;br /&gt;My only regret is we never got a picture of the two of us!  :(  Darn it!  He really is a good lookin' guy!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so everything I have gone through for the last 2 weeks, I just have to thank my Father in Heaven for all his support and love.  I'm on His time-line, whatever He has planned for me, will happen when He knows I am ready.  I honestly have to say God is becoming one of my best friends!  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, then I have to say thank you to all of my wonderful friends(you know who you are) for putting up with me the last few weeks.  And my mom, holy cow, she should never have been through what I've put her through, she didn't deserve it!  Hopefully the next guy I date will be even more amazing than this last one, which will be pretty hard to top!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-6969352878124793954?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6969352878124793954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=6969352878124793954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6969352878124793954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6969352878124793954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/really-emotional-post-sorry.html' title='Really Emotional Post--- sorry!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S_DMfBd3N2I/AAAAAAAAArc/58GY26cT-kM/s72-c/Mothers+Day+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8224131556778331314</id><published>2010-05-05T22:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T20:49:07.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So THIS is where we get our weirdness!!!  I copied this off of facebook so I could print it for my mom.  This is my uncle Jerrol, aunt Jeanie and grandpa Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S-JKAqW5TJI/AAAAAAAAArU/1fITQhHV5Ec/s1600/weird+people+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S-JKAqW5TJI/AAAAAAAAArU/1fITQhHV5Ec/s320/weird+people+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468014272811977874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have no idea what to write.  I get on my blog to see whose updated theirs, and then I think I need to update, but I have nothing exciting to write about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading several church books.  I am loving them.  I've been reading the Eternal Marriage Student Manual(institute), just because I already had it.  No, I am not getting married yet.  But it is so good.  There are things in there that go outside of the marriage topic and I love it. I have to say I have been getting through it faster than the "Church history in the Fullness of Times" manual.  Which is also a good book.  Maybe one of these days I just might take an institute class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite quotes that I have read so far since starting this temple preparation is - "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Spiritual peace is not to be found in race or culture or nationality, but rather through our commitment to God and to the covenants and ordinances of the gospel&lt;/span&gt;"(May 1995 Ensign pg 63- Heirs to the Kingdom of God- James E.Faust)  I love that for some reason, it reminds me that you don't have to have a higher upper calling or have served a mission to get that peace, all you need is your commitment to God and the gospel.  I have it saved on my phone so I can read it whenever I need it.  Then I save certain scriptures on my phone so if I happen to go over to the temple to read my scriptures and I can't decide where to start. I just look at phone to see what I happen to be reading about in other books.  &lt;br /&gt;It's been a fun little journey. I feel like I'm not just wandering anymore because I have something to work towards.  &lt;br /&gt;The other day Madison asked me when I was getting married, just to throw out some random answer I said 6 months(not serious), then Emily asked me if somebody were to ask me to marry him "today" would I say yes?  I kinda had a hard time answering that.  I am crazy about him, I would like to say heck ya, but I need to get to know him just a little better!  I guess marriage scares the crap out of me!  I want it, but do I REALLY want it???  Only time will tell!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8224131556778331314?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8224131556778331314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8224131556778331314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8224131556778331314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8224131556778331314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-this-is-where-we-get-our-weirdness-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S-JKAqW5TJI/AAAAAAAAArU/1fITQhHV5Ec/s72-c/weird+people+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8231564526371036044</id><published>2010-04-14T00:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T01:00:00.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Ready</title><content type='html'>Here are some more Easter pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8VhXAPK97I/AAAAAAAAArM/f6oGIpu_GnE/s1600/stuff+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8VhXAPK97I/AAAAAAAAArM/f6oGIpu_GnE/s320/stuff+088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459877171085113266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess someones basket was on the roof of Shellie's house.  I think it was Cory's or Mike's but I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8VhWslf8-I/AAAAAAAAArE/teXbBMpC8to/s1600/stuff+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8VhWslf8-I/AAAAAAAAArE/teXbBMpC8to/s320/stuff+087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459877165810054114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad and Cory hide baskets, they can be ANYWHERE!!!!  I was looking out by the wood pile and we have a resident squirrel and I looked up to see it like a foot from my face.  Scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8VhV2sp2ZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/oUfRbnbGjX8/s1600/stuff+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8VhV2sp2ZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/oUfRbnbGjX8/s320/stuff+082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459877151344548242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shellie and Madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to talk to my bishop this last Sunday.  I've always wanted to go through the temple, when Cory got married, I seriously wanted to go to his wedding.  But couldn't.  It nearly killed me when Trent got married and I couldn't be there.  I hated it.  I'm pretty good about hiding my emotions so I don't think anyone thought anything about it.  But I hated not being able to see my little brother get married(even when he took out his endowments, it was pretty hard on me).  &lt;br /&gt;But I kept telling myself, I'm on God's time, not mine.  When He thinks I am ready, then HE will let me know. &lt;br /&gt;For the last 2-3 months I've been nagged about talking to the bishop about going to the temple.  Something in the back of my head just kept bugging me.  In sacrament meeting I was so nervous, I just knew I HAD to talk to Bishop that day.  I knew I couldn't really get started on working towards it till I knew what I needed to do. &lt;br /&gt;So we talked, he asked me the questions.  So for the next 3 months I can only read church approved books(ensign, Sunday school books, institute manuals, books by prophets and apostles, book of Mormon, etc).  Because I have a problem with reading non fiction books about polygamy and they kinda put their version of the way the church was started and some of it's not true and it can affect what I think.  So this is kinda going to help build my testimony of the church and how important the temple is.  &lt;br /&gt;I am really excited to start this experience. I started reading A Marvelous Work and a Wonder by Le grand Richards.  It was first written in 1958.  So we'll see if I can get through it.  I have a hard time with the heavier stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;I just feel like it's my time.  I mean I won't be able to go through till later on this year, but I'm so excited to put it into action.  And have something to work towards.  I'm not just wandering right now, I have something worthwhile to work on and look forward to.  Just the way it's been on my mind A LOT of the last few months, I feel like I am serious this time.  There is nothing holding me back now.  This is for me.  Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told the bishop about how my 2nd goal this year is to get up in sacrament meeting and bear my testimony, which I have never done before.  When I told him, he kinda laughed and said since we had about 10 minutes left of the meeting he felt like he needed to ask me to get up and do it then, but he was afraid I'd get up and walk out!  I thought that was kinda cool!  My bishopric is awesome!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-8231564526371036044?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8231564526371036044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8231564526371036044' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8231564526371036044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8231564526371036044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_14.html' title='I&apos;m Ready'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8VhXAPK97I/AAAAAAAAArM/f6oGIpu_GnE/s72-c/stuff+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5779208002234782114</id><published>2010-04-04T17:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:33:55.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastering</title><content type='html'>More pictures of our weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgvxPSDjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lIWIPPDbeto/s1600/Easter+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgvxPSDjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lIWIPPDbeto/s320/Easter+258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428428579442226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Abby snuggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgvQRhjEI/AAAAAAAAAqE/LexdgC63A58/s1600/Easter+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgvQRhjEI/AAAAAAAAAqE/LexdgC63A58/s320/Easter+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428419730476098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Uncle Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgu7J9f7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/pzKP93Qe2-o/s1600/Easter+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgu7J9f7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/pzKP93Qe2-o/s320/Easter+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428414061608882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike in his tough guys wear pink shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kguofZNJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/OB1eek7nbW0/s1600/Easter+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kguofZNJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/OB1eek7nbW0/s320/Easter+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428409051231378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim, Kellie and Kyson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgtz1vP_I/AAAAAAAAAps/V1yAL4p9xiM/s1600/Easter+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgtz1vP_I/AAAAAAAAAps/V1yAL4p9xiM/s320/Easter+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428394917871602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skylar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5779208002234782114?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5779208002234782114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5779208002234782114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5779208002234782114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5779208002234782114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/eastering.html' title='Eastering'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7kgvxPSDjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lIWIPPDbeto/s72-c/Easter+258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-4461968556109222256</id><published>2010-04-04T17:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:24:34.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Wheeling</title><content type='html'>While Cory and Natalie are here we went four wheeling out south of Hurricane. SO much fun!!!  I LOVE it out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keVLQWoZI/AAAAAAAAApk/rp100UY-pGY/s1600/Easter+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keVLQWoZI/AAAAAAAAApk/rp100UY-pGY/s320/Easter+230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456425772683534738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keUoTR5KI/AAAAAAAAApc/YJ5_QRyO7IY/s1600/Easter+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keUoTR5KI/AAAAAAAAApc/YJ5_QRyO7IY/s320/Easter+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456425763300566178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Chris over looking Sand Hollow and in the FAR distance, Quail Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keTlgGtWI/AAAAAAAAApU/IYCvEnDqlbQ/s1600/Easter+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keTlgGtWI/AAAAAAAAApU/IYCvEnDqlbQ/s320/Easter+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456425745369183586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keTNvjrnI/AAAAAAAAApM/EomYWBFG9G4/s1600/Easter+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keTNvjrnI/AAAAAAAAApM/EomYWBFG9G4/s320/Easter+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456425738991545970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keSz4KXBI/AAAAAAAAApE/xN2q6XMG7N8/s1600/Easter+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keSz4KXBI/AAAAAAAAApE/xN2q6XMG7N8/s320/Easter+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456425732048313362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory and the kids playing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-4461968556109222256?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4461968556109222256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=4461968556109222256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4461968556109222256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4461968556109222256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Four Wheeling'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S7keVLQWoZI/AAAAAAAAApk/rp100UY-pGY/s72-c/Easter+230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-4938329011000959344</id><published>2010-03-28T19:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:25:01.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I did this week...</title><content type='html'>So, it was my birthday this week.  Here's how I spent it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-s6vIOOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/vsD_ssaTNio/s1600/000_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-s6vIOOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/vsD_ssaTNio/s320/000_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857721403586786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are only 3 candles, but hey I didn't want to burn down the whole house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-q4zY31I/AAAAAAAAAo0/WIC1wf5bDs4/s1600/000_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-q4zY31I/AAAAAAAAAo0/WIC1wf5bDs4/s320/000_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857686524845906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried licking it, but my mom wouldn't let me!  Dang it!  It looked so good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-qVJkfyI/AAAAAAAAAos/aRsIhKtT96M/s1600/SANY0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-qVJkfyI/AAAAAAAAAos/aRsIhKtT96M/s320/SANY0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857676954205986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my grandma's 90th birthday this week and we had a party for her on Saturday.  My eyes are closed because I was loving being close to her like that!!! I LOVE her to pieces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-qNAi-RI/AAAAAAAAAok/NeO8h50Cg4g/s1600/SANY0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-qNAi-RI/AAAAAAAAAok/NeO8h50Cg4g/s320/SANY0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857674768873746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Trent, that is a totally random picture of us.  It was so funny, I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-plFnd4I/AAAAAAAAAoc/EJWHQSqVcd0/s1600/SANY0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-plFnd4I/AAAAAAAAAoc/EJWHQSqVcd0/s320/SANY0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857664052721538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison and me!  There were Polynesian dancers there and they were way good, Madie was on my lap, so I took a picture, got more of me than her!  &lt;br /&gt;It was a good party!  This whole week was good!  It was definitely good!  Especially, Tuesday night and Thursday night!!  Yay for me!  :)  And tomorrow night will be cool too!!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-4938329011000959344?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4938329011000959344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=4938329011000959344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4938329011000959344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4938329011000959344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_28.html' title='The things I did this week...'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6_-s6vIOOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/vsD_ssaTNio/s72-c/000_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-641938735566472636</id><published>2010-03-21T20:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:46:38.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning of my blog!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I decided a while back that I wanted to print out all the posts on my blog because it's like a journal for me because I NEVER write in my journal.  So I went and bought some ink and that is what I did today!  I started around 4:30 and I just finished about 8:40.  I don't even want to know how many pages ended up printing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to delete a lot of posts, just to kinda clean up my blog a little(spring cleaning).  So if there was a certain post someone liked and it's gone, sorry!  You can read it at my house in my journal!  I'm going to put all the pages in a 3 ring binder with clear page protectors. I know it sounds like a lot of work, but our printer was way fast.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6bYYOz28mI/AAAAAAAAAoU/7dSCVPqf1vU/s1600-h/Jerolyns+Memory+Card(32010)+272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6bYYOz28mI/AAAAAAAAAoU/7dSCVPqf1vU/s320/Jerolyns+Memory+Card(32010)+272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451282309782631010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Madison(I got my hair cut 2 weeks ago and have been waiting for the right time to get a good picture- even though Trent said he would take some nice ones over easter weekend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6bYXQ6vYTI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tQFOXwCAMos/s1600-h/Jerolyns+Memory+Card(32010)+267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6bYXQ6vYTI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tQFOXwCAMos/s320/Jerolyns+Memory+Card(32010)+267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451282293168496946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom planting flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6bYW_tBFWI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zFYQoHfrexM/s1600-h/Jerolyns+Memory+Card(32010)+259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6bYW_tBFWI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zFYQoHfrexM/s320/Jerolyns+Memory+Card(32010)+259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451282288547534178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillie being silly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-641938735566472636?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/641938735566472636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=641938735566472636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/641938735566472636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/641938735566472636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='Spring Cleaning of my blog!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S6bYYOz28mI/AAAAAAAAAoU/7dSCVPqf1vU/s72-c/Jerolyns+Memory+Card(32010)+272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2629833500491297152</id><published>2010-03-15T03:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T03:20:17.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isn't this picture gorgeous???  I love ice plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S5352mlMWrI/AAAAAAAAAn8/4xkNCJOz4ro/s1600-h/Ice+Plant+on+California+Coast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S5352mlMWrI/AAAAAAAAAn8/4xkNCJOz4ro/s320/Ice+Plant+on+California+Coast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448785840652966578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was funnish....  Church was good.  Ann gave a super good lesson in R.S.  The speakers were awesome.  I stopped into visit my grandma, she is going to be 90 on the 23rd. Wow!!!  Crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;Natalie and the girls came over for dinner, Trent was kinda there(Dani had to work). We had dutch oven- YES!!!!  LOVE, LOVE, LOVE dutch oven potatoes!  My dads are the best!  &lt;br /&gt;Then I met Ryan over at the temple visitors center, we talked for the longest time.  So we were walking around and there was this random picture.  I was seeing all these pictures of Christ, then there was a picture of some native Americans.  so it was random to me, and there a lady standing there looking at it to, so I asked her what she knew about that picture and she said it was Jacob Hamblin and she liked to think Dudley Leavitt was with him because apparently they were pals back in the day.  I told her that I came from Dudley's 3rd wife, she came from Dudley's 1st wife.  I thought that was so cool!  Totally random!  &lt;br /&gt;*sigh* :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2629833500491297152?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2629833500491297152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2629833500491297152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2629833500491297152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2629833500491297152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/03/isnt-this-picture-gorgeous-i-love-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S5352mlMWrI/AAAAAAAAAn8/4xkNCJOz4ro/s72-c/Ice+Plant+on+California+Coast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1519449546722894058</id><published>2010-02-21T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:13:39.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart is filled with joy-&lt;br /&gt;On Friday after work I got home around 9, I had to talk to Shellie so I was over at her house for a few minutes and as I was walking back I heard the funny sounding meow of my momma cat(she really does have a weird sounding meow).  I haven't seen her in months and months.  I wrote about her in an early post with a picture of her.  But she is a mean little brat.  She doesn't like people coming near her, or petting her.  Anyways, so she laid on the ground like she wanted to be pet, so I walked over nicely and slowly reached to pet her and she let me pick her up.  I was SO EXCITED!!!!  I had to show my mom, so I took her inside but I didn't want to make her mad by holding her too long, so I sat on the floor and let her sniff me and just scratched her head a little and she climbed on my lap and purred for about 20 minutes.  I LOVED it.  I was so excited(I'm repeating myself because I was so excited-ha,ha).  &lt;br /&gt;We gave up on her a long time ago, so we just stopped buying cat food and toys.  So after that I went to Wal-Mart and bought some food for her, while texting Trent, telling him how excited I was.  &lt;br /&gt;Then last night(Saturday) it was raining outside and my mom said my cat was crying at the front door.  So both of us went outside, my mom to watch the rain and me to keep the cat company,  she acts like she wants to get on my lap but she's not quite sure she's ready for that yet.  So she will put her front paws and head on my lap so I can pet her.  LOVE it!!!&lt;br /&gt;I let her in for a few minutes so she could eat and she ate, let me pet her and when she was done she walked to the back door and waited for me to open it for her.  She knew what she wanted and right now we are trying to love her and give her- her way so maybe she will stick around.  She is about 60 years old in human years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S4HT134YeLI/AAAAAAAAAnk/xceqvOTW4EM/s1600-h/New+Pictures+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S4HT134YeLI/AAAAAAAAAnk/xceqvOTW4EM/s320/New+Pictures+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440862747327232178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I just had to get a picture of her and this 'miraculous' event.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S4HT1LgdjYI/AAAAAAAAAnc/g7nLNpmrR0E/s1600-h/New+Pictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S4HT1LgdjYI/AAAAAAAAAnc/g7nLNpmrR0E/s320/New+Pictures+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440862735415741826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church today, bugged Edwin for a little while.  Then stopped into see my grandma, but she was with her son, Uncle Roger(I still have a hard time calling Lonnie and Roger- uncle).  So I came back to Hurricane and went to primary for a little while(my mom teaches a senior class).   On my way home I had the pleasure of hitting a rooster!! It just ran out into the road, I wasn't even going fast.  I didn't run OVER it, I just hit it and in the rear view mirror I just saw a few feathers on the road but I didn't see the actual rooster.  So I figured it was probably fine.  But someone else pulled over, so I think either they hit it too, or it somehow hit my passangers side and ended up on the opposite side of the road by the side walk, I really don't think I killed it, no way would it have gone that far without me seeing it.  I don't know!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so the weather was nice when we got home, but by the time we sat down to eat dinner we had a huge thunder and lightening storm with hail, so I took a picture of it.  I think it turned out kinda cool!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so that was my weekend so far!  We have gotten so much moisture.  I LOVE it!  My mom told me that Brother Chandler said that our area has paid 200% tithing and we have gotten 200% more rain.  I thought that was cool, because of the story of how S. Utah needed rain back in the pioneer days and the prophet said if we pay our tithing we will be blessed with rain.  We've needed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I think I am going to go cook something(not a rooster).  Maybe cookies, maybe a ham, whatever sounds good to me!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1519449546722894058?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1519449546722894058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1519449546722894058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1519449546722894058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1519449546722894058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S4HT134YeLI/AAAAAAAAAnk/xceqvOTW4EM/s72-c/New+Pictures+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2941745600654880645</id><published>2010-02-07T18:08:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:34:10.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your So Vain......</title><content type='html'>My Grandpa Leavitt(thanks Mickie- I absolutely LOVE this picture- you can so tell he's trying not to smile)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S29knIu1UoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/14r9SClm6hk/s1600-h/18863_278961304682_780874682_3167184_2530420_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S29knIu1UoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/14r9SClm6hk/s320/18863_278961304682_780874682_3167184_2530420_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435673898781069954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2941745600654880645?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2941745600654880645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2941745600654880645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2941745600654880645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2941745600654880645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-so-vain.html' title='Your So Vain......'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S29knIu1UoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/14r9SClm6hk/s72-c/18863_278961304682_780874682_3167184_2530420_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1730585221937827249</id><published>2010-01-12T21:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:44:24.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I should update my blog!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S01MU0AwCqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9k_NcUtQYfY/s1600-h/0c803664-4321-4214-8f78-4d714f0d7a24-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S01MU0AwCqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9k_NcUtQYfY/s320/0c803664-4321-4214-8f78-4d714f0d7a24-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077046494202530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my grandparents!  The picture of me and my grandma is my favoritest! I want a 5x7 copy of it(hint, hint- if Natalie is reading this...). And the one of my grandpa, I've never seen before, it's a cropped picture I found online, but I love it.  He died 10 years ago the first week of February.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S01MUqlWK3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/5cIai2QCnXk/s1600-h/dec+09+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S01MUqlWK3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/5cIai2QCnXk/s320/dec+09+055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077043963341682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just learned the pistachios are the cause of my cold sores!  I had some on Christmas eve, got a cold sore Christmas day. Two days later had some more, got a cold sore the next day.  Then last night I thought I'd hurry and eat the rest of them so I could throw away the bag.  I got a cold sore today! I thought about getting a small pox shot, since I heard from a nurse that it helps prevent cold sores from recurring so often!  But I don't know how true that is!  Oh-well!  It's my mom's fault!  I don't think I've ever seen my dad with one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This popped into my head today- While Cory and Natalie were here for Christmas, Abby was in the high chair and I was playing with Jameson laser pointer, and remembering how dogs and cats go crazy with the light, I thought I'd see if Abby would think anything of it.  That was so much fun!  We would move it all over the high chair tray and she'd reach for it, then we'd point it on her hand and she grab her hand.  If you want to keep your kid entertained for a few minutes, get a laser pointer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1730585221937827249?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1730585221937827249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1730585221937827249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1730585221937827249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1730585221937827249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-guess-i-should-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S01MU0AwCqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9k_NcUtQYfY/s72-c/0c803664-4321-4214-8f78-4d714f0d7a24-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2836964250301535379</id><published>2010-01-01T22:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:51:41.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We really didn't pull out the camera a whole lot these last couple of weeks. But I like these pictures. They were taken on Sunday while we were visiting my grandma Toni. Wade's family was the only one missing! It was a fun visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sz7bIEZwwBI/AAAAAAAAAl0/PLsXgfyCMo4/s1600-h/Pictures+with+Grandma+Toni+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sz7bIEZwwBI/AAAAAAAAAl0/PLsXgfyCMo4/s320/Pictures+with+Grandma+Toni+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422011933067886610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sz7bHriE6II/AAAAAAAAAls/xWMOprl1TkY/s1600-h/Pictures+with+Grandma+Toni+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sz7bHriE6II/AAAAAAAAAls/xWMOprl1TkY/s320/Pictures+with+Grandma+Toni+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422011926391875714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been enjoying all this time off of work! I had to work a few hours on Christmas eve, but we went in around 10 am, and got off around 2. I think. I just know we weren't there til 4 like planned. &lt;br /&gt;For Christmas I got a couple of lovely cold sores. I hate 'em! They are so ugly right now. One on the top lip and one on the bottom. :( &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I FINALLY got a Carhartt coat, I have been begging for one for years, they are so warm. And it is probably my first coat ever- since I live in S. Utah all I've ever needed was jackets! Shellie got me a thing of chocolate covered almonds from Costco, which are my absolute favorite in the world! I refuse to share them! &lt;br /&gt;Cory and Natalie surprised us Christmas day. My dad knew they were coming, I guessed about 20 minutes before they got here. That was super fun to have them here. Trent and Dani spend the weekend at our house so we could all hang out. &lt;br /&gt;For Natalie's birthday we went out to dinner and her parents brought a guy with them from Croatia, they tried to hook us up. He was nice and really cute. Too bad he lives in another country. &lt;br /&gt;We all went to church with my parents. I haven't been since Skylar's mission homecoming in May, so it was nice to see all these people I never see anymore. I don't know anyone in the ward anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warehouse shut down for new years eve and new years day. So I have another long weekend. We just hung out at home. I didn't want to go anywhere because of my cold sores. They really do look horrible. So I spent the night painting a few pieces of furniture and reading a book called Shattered Dreams by Irene Spencer(good book about the LeBaron family in Mexico). Today I finished the book and painted some more. &lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the plan for my whole long weekend. I'm sure I could spend it better, but with these cold sores, yeah, I think I'll hang out here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2836964250301535379?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2836964250301535379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2836964250301535379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2836964250301535379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2836964250301535379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-really-didnt-pull-out-camera-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sz7bIEZwwBI/AAAAAAAAAl0/PLsXgfyCMo4/s72-c/Pictures+with+Grandma+Toni+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-3951998493577941866</id><published>2009-11-29T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:44:30.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest Of Thanksgiving Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SxM-J8lsEvI/AAAAAAAAAks/3EmJMSJ-xYA/s1600/Thanksgiving+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SxM-J8lsEvI/AAAAAAAAAks/3EmJMSJ-xYA/s320/Thanksgiving+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409735918006047474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went up to Kiabab to get Christmas trees on Saturday, my mom got this awesome picture of my uncle Jerrol. It totally cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SxM-JSWMbyI/AAAAAAAAAkk/O_sFY_W4iGw/s1600/Thanksgiving+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SxM-JSWMbyI/AAAAAAAAAkk/O_sFY_W4iGw/s320/Thanksgiving+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409735906666770210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained weight, holy cow!!! Not really, but it was a funny picture. I was freezing so I was standing on one of the floor vents up at my grandma's and the air went up my jamma pants and made me look like a gained weight, it was pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SxM-I1neJlI/AAAAAAAAAkc/rC7jyh7_H_U/s1600/Thanksgiving+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SxM-I1neJlI/AAAAAAAAAkc/rC7jyh7_H_U/s320/Thanksgiving+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409735898954606162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy was standing on the piano bench reading all the piano music sheets that our grandma used to play. Some of them were pretty interesting AND old! But there is this bird that balances on someones finger with it's beak, it's pretty cool, we used to play with that for hours when we were younger. So Mandy thought she'd relive the memory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-3951998493577941866?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3951998493577941866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=3951998493577941866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3951998493577941866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3951998493577941866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_29.html' title='The Rest Of Thanksgiving Weekend'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SxM-J8lsEvI/AAAAAAAAAks/3EmJMSJ-xYA/s72-c/Thanksgiving+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-9089036530258101026</id><published>2009-11-26T21:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:07:39.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Here are just a few pictures of our thanksgiving day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sw9b5Km9xyI/AAAAAAAAAkU/pT_PH0mqpRw/s1600/Thanksgiving+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sw9b5Km9xyI/AAAAAAAAAkU/pT_PH0mqpRw/s320/Thanksgiving+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408642715153712930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are our dysfunctional turkeys! They were so cute in the picture I cut out, but I'm not good at decorating stuff and Chris and Madison were helping me. So we called them our dysfunctional turkey family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sw9b4uHJsoI/AAAAAAAAAkM/qGDLT7-mN2Y/s1600/Thanksgiving+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sw9b4uHJsoI/AAAAAAAAAkM/qGDLT7-mN2Y/s320/Thanksgiving+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408642707504083586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory is sitting on Dani's lap. It was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sw9b4MCdixI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4Ft_w21L7Ik/s1600/Thanksgiving+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sw9b4MCdixI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4Ft_w21L7Ik/s320/Thanksgiving+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408642698357607186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Shellie's house. I tried to get a picture of everyone. It was fun! But we felt like we were missing someone(s). Wades family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, thanksgiving was fun. Tons of desserts, a turkey cooked a little differently, apple and walnut stuffing, orange rolls, Potatoes and gravy(I wouldn't let my parents make gravy from the turkey drippings, because I used white cooking wine). It was fun. Tomorrow I will heading up to my grandma's in Junction to hang out with some family for the weekend. While everyone else in my family goes and gets Christmas trees on Kiabab. So maybe I'll get more pictures to post later on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-9089036530258101026?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9089036530258101026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=9089036530258101026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9089036530258101026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9089036530258101026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_9967.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sw9b5Km9xyI/AAAAAAAAAkU/pT_PH0mqpRw/s72-c/Thanksgiving+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2454524640227267971</id><published>2009-11-15T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:43:54.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My last few posts have been downers, so here is a fun post!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfCYXaoxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-wrhWdADsWE/s1600/232323232%7Ffp937_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_3364954325nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfCYXaoxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-wrhWdADsWE/s320/232323232%7Ffp937_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_3364954325nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404494416093815570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I match so well, maybe I was trying to match the umbrella(but it didn't work out).  But I do remember that shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfCL_gppI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Ouv_6FZbK2E/s1600/232323232%7Ffp99__nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_3364959325nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfCL_gppI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Ouv_6FZbK2E/s320/232323232%7Ffp99__nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_3364959325nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404494412772320914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how happy my dad is to be spanking me.  I must have done something to deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfB9SEEcI/AAAAAAAAAjU/iT2dFL7xNLU/s1600/232323232%7Ffp9_5_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_3364956325nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfB9SEEcI/AAAAAAAAAjU/iT2dFL7xNLU/s320/232323232%7Ffp9_5_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_3364956325nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404494408823607746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on the back porch.  I have no idea how old I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfBnncVcI/AAAAAAAAAjM/UDbyWZshjzE/s1600/232323232%7Ffp9_2_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_336494%3B325nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfBnncVcI/AAAAAAAAAjM/UDbyWZshjzE/s320/232323232%7Ffp9_2_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_336494%3B325nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404494403007698370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade, My grandpa Leavitt and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfBVR_IjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/f0bhYNdyF-U/s1600/232323232%7Ffp9%3B2_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_336495%3B325nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfBVR_IjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/f0bhYNdyF-U/s320/232323232%7Ffp9%3B2_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_336495%3B325nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404494398085866034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how abused I was as a child and my parents are smiling in the pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-2454524640227267971?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2454524640227267971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2454524640227267971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2454524640227267971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2454524640227267971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SwCfCYXaoxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-wrhWdADsWE/s72-c/232323232%7Ffp937_nu%3D3249_268_3%3B7_WSNRCG%3D32_3364954325nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-9042108780863815773</id><published>2009-09-27T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:43:38.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Pictures</title><content type='html'>We were working on a project that is a secret right at the moment and we decided to find all of our old memory cards and put all the pictures on the computer. Very entertaining! So since I don't have much to blog about, because I promised Edwin I wouldn't tell my family about him, this will have to do for now(because he's afraid they will think he's a bad person before they actually meet him)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7XCsN6uI/AAAAAAAAAhc/8U3t81jIFfc/s1600-h/West+Coast+Pictures+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7XCsN6uI/AAAAAAAAAhc/8U3t81jIFfc/s320/West+Coast+Pictures+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386370421380475618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two pictures are most absolute favorite in the world, I loved everything about them. The first one is in Friday Harbor, Washington(San Jaun Islands). The second one is in Anacortes Island, Washington, gorgeous. For some reason I love the view. The sail boats, the ocean, the smell. I want to go up there again so bad. It's like a homesickness for me! I just need the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7WlaRotI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AhQzbopW6vs/s1600-h/West+Coast+Pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7WlaRotI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AhQzbopW6vs/s320/West+Coast+Pictures+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386370413520593618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, a couple of years ago we went on a hike, I know I've posted one of these pictures before, but we lost my moms memory card, so here are some more. The first one is me from the front, my mom took that picture, but you can see my dad in the background, taking the second picture, that was on my moms camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7WFCRC2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/DE-HHcdPW2o/s1600-h/100_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7WFCRC2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/DE-HHcdPW2o/s320/100_0178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386370404829956962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7Vzbn66I/AAAAAAAAAhE/8pdIFY-vgeE/s1600-h/OLD+pictures+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7Vzbn66I/AAAAAAAAAhE/8pdIFY-vgeE/s320/OLD+pictures+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386370400104475554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7VIo7DWI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4QdUa3wKMV0/s1600-h/OLD+pictures+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7VIo7DWI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4QdUa3wKMV0/s320/OLD+pictures+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386370388617530722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a very good picture, but I was freezing. Then a few minutes later I'd be dying of heat. But the only good time to go on that hike is in the early spring, late fall because it gets SO hot down there and then the sun reflects of the rock, which makes it hotter! I want to go back down there again. Maybe I can get Edwin to go with me in the spring- oh shoot, I mentioned Edwin!!! :) Ha, ha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-9042108780863815773?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9042108780863815773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=9042108780863815773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9042108780863815773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9042108780863815773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Favorite Pictures'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SsA7XCsN6uI/AAAAAAAAAhc/8U3t81jIFfc/s72-c/West+Coast+Pictures+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5322032632299961577</id><published>2009-09-07T17:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:59:28.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Batch of Reunion Pictures-day 2ish!</title><content type='html'>Here are some more pictures, I might as well put more on here since I'm waiting for the washer to be done so I can take a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWdBKMORsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XtR07MPVSJ4/s1600-h/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWdBKMORsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XtR07MPVSJ4/s320/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877973204977346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWdAvA6c1I/AAAAAAAAAgc/T0mVhNtOqhw/s1600-h/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWdAvA6c1I/AAAAAAAAAgc/T0mVhNtOqhw/s320/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877965909783378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, they wanted to do individual pictures of me, since they were doing pics of each family and I was my own family I was thinking "Whatever"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWdAHATpgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kpBQe7vUHYI/s1600-h/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWdAHATpgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kpBQe7vUHYI/s320/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877955169822210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellie and Kyson- they were freezing and sharing a sweater!  It was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWc_awPx1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/DDSWta3-cHY/s1600-h/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWc_awPx1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/DDSWta3-cHY/s320/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877943291299666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay and Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWc-8aHGlI/AAAAAAAAAgE/twqxH1gzVOI/s1600-h/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWc-8aHGlI/AAAAAAAAAgE/twqxH1gzVOI/s320/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877935145392722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me!  We went to Peach Days the night before going to the reunion and I bought each of my nieces princess crowns, I tried them on.  Thats how long I WISH my hair was!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5322032632299961577?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5322032632299961577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5322032632299961577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5322032632299961577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5322032632299961577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-batch-of-reunion-pictures.html' title='Second Batch of Reunion Pictures-day 2ish!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SqWdBKMORsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XtR07MPVSJ4/s72-c/Leavitt+ReunionKolob2009+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7562192344798203212</id><published>2009-08-19T00:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:05:49.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SougsFnE6GI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jVVLQSn5BZY/s1600-h/mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SougsFnE6GI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jVVLQSn5BZY/s320/mo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371563659850213474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I just had to put this picture on here! Melinda(29) wearing Emily's(10) sweatshirt. With the help of Mike was able to get it on! It cracks me up every time I see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say, but I do want to congratulate my cousins Jessie on her baby girl yesterday. And Chrissie on her baby girl a couple of weeks ago. I'm super excited for them and I know they will be awesome moms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Saturday night(I mentioned this on facebook, but it's funny) Wade's kids were here(all the way from California) and I was just playing on facebook and my niece Lindsay who is 5 1/2 was talking to me. She had this serious look on her face(here's the conversation)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay- aunt Jerolyn, it's time!&lt;br /&gt;Me- what?&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay- to pick a husband&lt;br /&gt;Me(wow)- really&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay- yes, you need to pick a husband now&lt;br /&gt;Me- why?&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay- you need a boyfriend so you can get married&lt;br /&gt;Me- ok....&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay- it's really important that you pick out a husband now and get married like Aunt Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her aunt Katie just got married the day before so I figured she's like any other little girl who loved all the dressing up and all that went on for Katie's wedding. I just thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;I will be her last aunt(or uncle) to get married. Maybe I should wait till she can remember it for later in life! Hmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those kids are smart! Ella who is I think 2 1/2 has the 10th article of faith almost memorized! Lindsay was saying the 13th. WOW!!! I never memorized any of them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I am sure I will get more pictures to post over the next few weeks, since Wade's family will be here(Bryce is here in Utah and Wade &amp; Annie and the girls will be back this weekend). And there is the Leavitt family reunion!&lt;br /&gt;And I for sure am taking my camera to Peach Days because I ran into so many people last year, so hopefully I'll see Sarah this year, she only lives like 5 blocks from me and that was the last time I saw her. I need to be a better friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7562192344798203212?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7562192344798203212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7562192344798203212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7562192344798203212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7562192344798203212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-i-just-had-to-put-this-picture-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SougsFnE6GI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jVVLQSn5BZY/s72-c/mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5465947730338255657</id><published>2009-07-26T21:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:13:17.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bR3tSHVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7oWzhLALqqw/s1600-h/the+guns+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bR3tSHVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7oWzhLALqqw/s320/the+guns+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362972725093735762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bKjoYh_I/AAAAAAAAAes/Uj0NM2veDSo/s1600-h/uncle+craig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bKjoYh_I/AAAAAAAAAes/Uj0NM2veDSo/s320/uncle+craig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362972599445391346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bKfv1zFI/AAAAAAAAAek/MNkIXOhEW80/s1600-h/Milt+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bKfv1zFI/AAAAAAAAAek/MNkIXOhEW80/s320/Milt+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362972598402927698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bKAwKY5I/AAAAAAAAAec/vsIsbTDSwSg/s1600-h/Emily+%26+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bKAwKY5I/AAAAAAAAAec/vsIsbTDSwSg/s320/Emily+%26+Me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362972590082778002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bJ_dfeOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/koMfSNRf62o/s1600-h/madie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bJ_dfeOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/koMfSNRf62o/s320/madie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362972589736032482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5465947730338255657?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5465947730338255657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5465947730338255657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5465947730338255657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5465947730338255657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sm0bR3tSHVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7oWzhLALqqw/s72-c/the+guns+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-783945614374228932</id><published>2009-07-19T21:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:21:08.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Reunion Post of the Summer!</title><content type='html'>So we had an Ipson reunion this weekend, it will probably take a few posts to get all the pictures on and tell the awesome stories and hopefully make those who didn't come jealous!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPov7VGxnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UbzFJFlA3oo/s1600-h/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360383891578734194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPov7VGxnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UbzFJFlA3oo/s320/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my cousin Ricky and me. We never see their family, but it was so fun to see them, Ricky was ordained a priest and they got persmission to do it in the Junction ward(they live in Clearfield) so that was totally awesome, he's a cute 16 year old without a girlfriend........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPovkO2dFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fUiih4zKaJc/s1600-h/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360383885378483282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPovkO2dFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fUiih4zKaJc/s320/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was TOO funny! John was giving Ronnie(on top) a piggy back ride and they decided to see if he could hold Ricky to, then Justin decided he'd jump on- he didn't, but it was funny! Ronnie's face is awesome in this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPovedNKjI/AAAAAAAAAd8/2Xw03bwoSgU/s1600-h/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360383883828079154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPovedNKjI/AAAAAAAAAd8/2Xw03bwoSgU/s320/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had almost all of my dad's siblings children there, so we got me, Jaqcue, Mandy and Melinda together, we just needed one of my Uncle Dave's daughters(sorry, John is the wrong gender).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPovG3BPtI/AAAAAAAAAd0/BM4Sja8Y5gQ/s1600-h/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360383877493898962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPovG3BPtI/AAAAAAAAAd0/BM4Sja8Y5gQ/s320/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DJ is so awesome. He's hot too! Why is he not married yet??? We were twins in this picture, everyone was saying we totally could have been. Check out our hats with our sunglasses, our guns, it was fun. He is such a cool guy to hang out with!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360383871830640658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPouxwyyBI/AAAAAAAAAds/NNDEcV%3Cspan%20class=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, so I'll write more later.  Especially the funniest story about Mandy being pulled over!  That was so funny, the way it happened was awesome!  But if you happen to see Mandy or Melinda ask them, they tell it so much better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-783945614374228932?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/783945614374228932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=783945614374228932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/783945614374228932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/783945614374228932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-reunion-post-of-summer.html' title='First Reunion Post of the Summer!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SmPov7VGxnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UbzFJFlA3oo/s72-c/Beaver%26Ipson+Reunion+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-9059643999818392256</id><published>2009-07-11T01:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:23:36.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dork is the wrong word!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, as me and Edwin have our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; dates(pathetic huh) I always call him a dork! He told me to look it up! Lovely definition(he has WAY too much time on his hands). So he is now a goober, which means peanut! : ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we are weird! It runs in the family(well, mine anyways). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and seriously do they make 80 inch measuring tape(soft measuring tape). I decided to start using a exercise ball(for my stomach) and my tape measure is only 60 inches! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, maybe I'll have to cut out an 80 inch string or something to make sure it's pumped up enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357099205378947266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Slg9WBsjuMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/bqmkzx2zaak/s320/Cool+Flower.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of my funky little flower!  I can't remember what it is called but I love it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-9059643999818392256?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9059643999818392256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=9059643999818392256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9059643999818392256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9059643999818392256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/dork-is-wrong-word.html' title='Dork is the wrong word!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Slg9WBsjuMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/bqmkzx2zaak/s72-c/Cool+Flower.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2944950894448097647</id><published>2009-04-19T22:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:50:08.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 90th Birthday Grandma!!!!</title><content type='html'>I know my grandma died a few weeks ago and you all probably don't want to keep reading about her, but the night she died I absolutely could not sleep and memories of her kept popping into my head, so I started writing them down and they just kept coming.   My aunt Linda read some of them at the funeral, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; all of them(plus I wanted to type them up and put them in my journal).  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, about 2 summers ago I was spending the night up at my grandmas with her, my Linda, Melinda and my Uncle Dave and Aunt Ruth and I think John was there to.  It was on a weekend, which was so fun.  That was a really good weekend.  Anyways, so I took my dad's laptop and the scanner up with me and scanned a ton of pictures. &lt;br /&gt;So here are some random pictures and the things I remember about my grandma(she would have turned 90 this week).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4t50sJcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/cIk2Yek85KE/s1600-h/scan9997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326624451795363266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4t50sJcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/cIk2Yek85KE/s320/scan9997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            (I think these are her parents, but I'm not sure)&lt;br /&gt;She always remembered our birthdays&lt;br /&gt;She always wrote letters back(great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pen pal&lt;/span&gt;- weekly letters).&lt;br /&gt;She acknowledged- everything- graduations, baby blessings, eagles, baptisms, weddings, missions, all the church achievements(young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt;, duty to God, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4tmcXNOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JdroUvbeaGU/s1600-h/scan9998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326624446593053922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4tmcXNOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JdroUvbeaGU/s320/scan9998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  (her wedding day, she made her dress) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loved to sew for her family(knitting, quilting)&lt;br /&gt;She always gave us New Years eve presents- notebooks and pens and wrote a note inside the notebook(I think I might have one still, somewhere in storage)&lt;br /&gt;She was very resourceful with wrapping presents(in cereal boxes, cracker boxes)&lt;br /&gt;She was a really good cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4tajEdoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/xUTkSwL13D8/s1600-h/scan9996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326624443399960194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4tajEdoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/xUTkSwL13D8/s320/scan9996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        (my grandpa and grandma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; She was a very faithful church member&lt;br /&gt;She loved the temple and loved working there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loved canning&lt;br /&gt;She had really neat handwriting(unique)&lt;br /&gt;She loved her family so much&lt;br /&gt;She played the piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4tHJ10MI/AAAAAAAAAWA/G3XRhWvRMfw/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326624438193868994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4tHJ10MI/AAAAAAAAAWA/G3XRhWvRMfw/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        (random pictures- wedding, temple work, military) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She made really good/interesting treats to send out for the holidays&lt;br /&gt;She helped her kids in any way she could&lt;br /&gt;She loved writing for the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;I loved her stories about how she met grandpa, her life with her family in Idaho&lt;br /&gt;She was a very strong woman&lt;br /&gt;I loved how she always pinned her hair up before going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4sz6UaLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UKnhUOm-Pcg/s1600-h/scan9995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326624433028491442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4sz6UaLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UKnhUOm-Pcg/s320/scan9995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           My dad's family- Linda, my dad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ruethella&lt;/span&gt;, Dave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                              grandpa and grandma, Mary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone can think of other memories, let me know.&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/1430355855819637207-2944950894448097647?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2944950894448097647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2944950894448097647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2944950894448097647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2944950894448097647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-90th-birthday-grandma.html' title='Happy 90th Birthday Grandma!!!!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sev4t50sJcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/cIk2Yek85KE/s72-c/scan9997.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8922711628510317039</id><published>2009-04-07T00:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:27:09.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Funeral</title><content type='html'>THIS GOING TO BE A &lt;em&gt;LONG&lt;/em&gt; POST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was my grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ipsons&lt;/span&gt; funeral. The day of the funeral was my grandparents anniversary.  I can't remember which one, but it's over 60 years.  Everybody was saying they were on their second honeymoon.  These pictures are backwards, I haven't gotten this blogging thing down yet.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry-bfpiaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/4Zc7xN7Y5Cg/s1600-h/Grandma%27s+funeral+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321833064037976482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry-bfpiaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/4Zc7xN7Y5Cg/s320/Grandma%27s+funeral+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These 2 pictures were at the family dinner, me and Travis in the top one and D.J. and my aunt Mary in the below picture(my parents camera sucks and we forgot to change the date stamp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry-HNNaRI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0orsHsjUzRE/s1600-h/Grandma%27s+funeral+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321833058591926546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry-HNNaRI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0orsHsjUzRE/s320/Grandma%27s+funeral+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry991yTyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/4WtCmz0cjfQ/s1600-h/Grandma%27s+funeral+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321833056077762338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry991yTyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/4WtCmz0cjfQ/s320/Grandma%27s+funeral+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;, Trent and John putting the pallbearer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;boutonnieres&lt;/span&gt; on the casket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry9kNrG_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qtiburu5P9c/s1600-h/Grandma%27s+funeral+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321833049198631922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry9kNrG_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qtiburu5P9c/s320/Grandma%27s+funeral+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Linda with my great aunts Mary and Viola(they are my grandpa's sisters- both in there 80's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry9bOZypI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oVAgoSQCU4E/s1600-h/Grandma%27s+funeral+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321833046785772178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry9bOZypI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oVAgoSQCU4E/s320/Grandma%27s+funeral+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my dad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The casket was so pretty, I was there when they picked it out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Richfield&lt;/span&gt;.   I was there when my aunts Linda, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ruethella&lt;/span&gt; and Mary and my cousin Melinda helped dress her in her temple clothes and put make up on and Melinda did her hair.  That was really good for me.  To see her that way, for some reason it was healing for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to lunch with my aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ruethella&lt;/span&gt; at Wendy's.  Then drove to Junction to get dinner ready and get ready for the viewing.  Wade called us, saying he was in Hurricane, we had no idea that he was coming from California.  That was awesome.  And Cory who was planning on leaving at like 4 in the morning to get there in time for the funeral from Arizona, but he was able to leave earlier and got there that night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The viewing was good, the cousins who were there visited and just enjoyed each others company, Melinda talked me and Emily into spending the night at our grandmas instead of at the hotel, which helped because we only had two rooms and 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt;.  So they weren't so cramped in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really good for me to be able to hang out with my cousins that night, Melinda, Tom &amp;amp; Natalie, D.J., &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jacque&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Justin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Louisa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Roni&lt;/span&gt; and Ricky were all there, we had so much fun.  Holy cow, I grew a 3rd boob- actually really funny.  My grandma has this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; chick that cheeps when you touch the two metal circles on the bottom and D.J. and Tom were being annoying, somehow I managed to get it and while they were trying to get it, I stuffed it up my shirt, it looked like I had a 3rd boob, that cheeped!  It was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah we stayed up forever, I slept on the porch(my bed, up there).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to the hotel to get ready(so there wouldn't be a million people trying to get ready in that small bathroom).  I got to the viewing, Wade was there, yeah!  More of my cousins were there.  I was doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; emotionally until each family got up to say a last goodbye before closing the casket, that is when I started crying, Chris even started crying.  It was sad.  But the funeral was really good.  I made a list of things I remembered about my grandma, my aunt Linda read most of it.  I looked around while she read it and could see that my cousins remembered those things too.  Made a few smile too.  I will post that another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; was interesting.  It was really windy, it had snowed, the ground is clay, so each step we took added another layer to our shoes and of course I was in open toe high heels, that sunk into the ground, those shoes are still in the jeep, dirty.  We weren't there very long, but it was so cold and windy that it wasn't a very fun thing, we were all in a hurry to leave.  My toes were white and blue, so as soon as we got some pictures, I hurried back to the jeep, turned the heater on and pulled some thick soft socks on.  I had a blanket I started out wearing, but my two aunts Mary and Viola wanted to be there and were cold so I let them use it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to the church for dinner, that was good.  There were a lot of my dads cousins that he hasn't seen in a really long time that were there, from Idaho, so that was fun for him. The dinner was good.  The company was nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to my grandmas to change, and my dad's siblings had a little family meeting, the rest of us talked and joked around and just had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being together with my cousins, as much as I was(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night and after the funeral) was very healing for me emotionally.  And being able to be with them during such a sad time, them being so fun to be with, that was very good for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But physically this weekend was hard for me.  My boss pretty much forced me to leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; night( I was crying too much), then he made me take a 3 day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bereavement&lt;/span&gt;(which is paid).  But my allergies kicked in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;(horrible, it was worse that it's been ever), then I have 3 canker sores that are extremely painful,  right at the front of my mouth and my braces would rub on them.   Then I got a cold sore.  Had very little sleep because I couldn't breath, and had other things on my mind, wasn't in my bed, stayed up hanging out with family in Junction, then again at home while Cory and Wade were here.  Oh, yeah, Wade stole my favorite pillow, so I had to use another one, I had the worst stiff neck, so that was horrible all day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.  So yeah, I was in a really depressed, horrible mood all day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only watched the afternoon session of conference.   I was just plain too tired and didn't feel good.  I was looking forward to sleeping in today(as LONG as I could), Cory woke me up and made me go to lunch with him and Shellie(wade had left already).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am starting to feel better, my canker sores, don't hurt as bad, I've been taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;claretin&lt;/span&gt; and Wade says it takes 5 days for it to work, and my allergies aren't really that bad right now.   Now I just need to get back to work and get back to my normal routine.  Get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; out of the way and everything will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you read this all, I warned you, it would be long!&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/1430355855819637207-8922711628510317039?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8922711628510317039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8922711628510317039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8922711628510317039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8922711628510317039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandmas-funeral.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Funeral'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sdry-bfpiaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/4Zc7xN7Y5Cg/s72-c/Grandma%27s+funeral+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7984081376191823166</id><published>2009-03-30T20:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:07:38.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rula Ipson- April 21, 1919- March 30, 2009</title><content type='html'>We just got a call from my uncle Dave saying my grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ipson&lt;/span&gt; passed away today. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SdGCV4W-aaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xd55jHY0kuQ/s1600-h/me_and_Grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319175947318880674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SdGCV4W-aaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xd55jHY0kuQ/s320/me_and_Grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know how to handle death. The only person close to me that has died was my grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Leavitt&lt;/span&gt; and that was when I was still in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma was awesome. She used to always come down on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tuesdays&lt;/span&gt;, work in the temple on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wednesdays&lt;/span&gt; and leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;. For years she did that. She's had such a hard life, but she was such an amazing person. She is finally with her husband- my grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ipson&lt;/span&gt;(he died in 1982- 26 1/2 years ago) and she never remarried! As soon as I find more pictures of her I will post them. Right now I am just in shock! But it's been a long time coming. I don't know whether to feel blessed to have had her in my life and happy that she now with grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Morrill&lt;/span&gt; or sad that she will no longer be in my life. The shock will probably hit me when I am at work and I'll probably start crying while I am packing a box. I hope my bosses will be understanding if I have a break down.&lt;br /&gt;It will be great to see all my cousins at her funeral, but I just wish it was for something happier!&lt;br /&gt;I love you grandma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7984081376191823166?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7984081376191823166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7984081376191823166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7984081376191823166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7984081376191823166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/rula-ipson-april-4-1919-march-30-2009.html' title='Rula Ipson- April 21, 1919- March 30, 2009'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SdGCV4W-aaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xd55jHY0kuQ/s72-c/me_and_Grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-3581904990354234027</id><published>2009-03-12T01:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:49:25.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Montezuma's Castle and Well</title><content type='html'>Ok, these are backwards!  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi4-BSK5lI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LiAY3n1y8Ys/s1600-h/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312199136119547474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi4-BSK5lI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LiAY3n1y8Ys/s320/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the ditch that the water from Montezuma Well comes out of(It comes out of the mountain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi493G11vI/AAAAAAAAATI/h_2LUUDK6Fw/s1600-h/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312199133387675378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi493G11vI/AAAAAAAAATI/h_2LUUDK6Fw/s320/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Montezuma's Well, it's like a big crater, and water is at the bottom.  You can see the little Indian houses(I don't know what there called) on the side of the mountain.  There are 3 of them.   The water is lukewarm, for winter(it was probably in the 70's), so for Indians to find something like that would be awesome.  And it's fresh water, there wasn't any smell(sulphuric-like hot springs have). The water goes through the mountain to the ditch and I guess it went to the castle,   I really didn't pay attention to the exact details, it was too neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi49k6hgKI/AAAAAAAAATA/CRsay_sF7oI/s1600-h/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312199128504172706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi49k6hgKI/AAAAAAAAATA/CRsay_sF7oI/s320/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent, Dani and Emily.  They were being dorks.  They wouldn't smile decent,  ok, we did get some good pictures of them, but Trent won't let me put them on my blog, he wants to put them on his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi49Ijl5oI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LoIGxIYcfaw/s1600-h/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312199120891799170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi49Ijl5oI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LoIGxIYcfaw/s320/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Montezuma Castle, it's on the side of the mountain, it's really cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi48dd2YeI/AAAAAAAAASw/0zYqXvlKxC4/s1600-h/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312199109324988898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi48dd2YeI/AAAAAAAAASw/0zYqXvlKxC4/s320/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At a distance.  If anyone goes to Phoenix or southern Arizona, this is one place to stop and see.  It's a really neat place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip was so fun.  We originally were going to go hiking in Sedona, but I've never been very comfortable in Sedona(I've heard too many stories), even though it's gorgeous there, I just feel like it's not a very good place.   But me and my dad wanted to see the castle and well, and Cory lives in the town named after them, so we decided to do that instead.  I really enjoyed my time there.  I was afraid I was going to have panic attacks, but I guess I stayed on top of it, even though I was tired the whole time.  I had a nap at Corys after hiking, High School Musical woke me up(the most annoying movie ever- not really the musical fan).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was nice, we went to the blessing, then to Tammy's(Natalies stepsister) for lunch.  She has a really nice house.  She has this huge chair and I almost fell asleep in it.  It was so comfortable.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive home was LONG!!!!!  I slept from Camp Verde(Tammy's) to Flagstaff, then after that I was too wired.  But I love the drive over the reservation.  It's so desolate, it's really interesting.  Then Marble Canyon is gorgeous.  It's just a really pretty drive.  We stopped on the bridge and some California condors nesting there.  Got some really neat pictures of the kids.   Then after that the drive was boring!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all it was a good trip!  &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/1430355855819637207-3581904990354234027?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3581904990354234027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=3581904990354234027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3581904990354234027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3581904990354234027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/montezumas-castle-and-well.html' title='Montezuma&apos;s Castle and Well'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/Sbi4-BSK5lI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LiAY3n1y8Ys/s72-c/Abby%27s+baby+blessing+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-4687219442367022065</id><published>2009-02-18T02:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:04:16.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens during a panic attack!</title><content type='html'>I know I've posted these 2 pictures on here at some point of time or another, but I never really put them together!  I've been talking about my panic attacks a lot lately!  So here is what happens!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SZvbxciN11I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dD4qztIZpsw/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304074628678670162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SZvbxciN11I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dD4qztIZpsw/s320/jerolyns+pictures+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is before the xanax(I've never noticed the scars on my bottom lip and chin like that before-cold sores and sun blisters suck!!!).  Up at grandmas house during the deer hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SZvbxBZgf8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/tdgUJ78IydI/s1600-h/100_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304074621394386882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SZvbxBZgf8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/tdgUJ78IydI/s320/100_0463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the xanax!  I look really sad right here!  I personally think I was lost in a whole other world!  In one world I knew my mom was taking the picture, another world, I was like whatever!  Leave me alone!!!  Up on Beaver Mountain, camping- our annual Joe Ipson family reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, that was just for laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-4687219442367022065?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4687219442367022065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=4687219442367022065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4687219442367022065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/4687219442367022065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-what-happens-during-panic.html' title='This is what happens during a panic attack!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SZvbxciN11I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dD4qztIZpsw/s72-c/jerolyns+pictures+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5092188362604011941</id><published>2009-01-25T19:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:18:56.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm weird!  I know!</title><content type='html'>I'm just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sitting&lt;/span&gt; here trying to wake up fully from my LATE nap on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;(that should never happen again).  I've got southern rock literally blaring right now!  I'm listening to "Caught up in You" by .38 Special.  I just really got into that crazy music just recently.  Trent &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; thought I was weird when I told him I wanted to play "Keep your hands to yourself" by The Georgia &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Satellites&lt;/span&gt;(not The Calling's version) at my wedding!  I LOVE that song!  Especially that version!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SX0imCT_YEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-xsNgbeJs-s/s1600-h/scan0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295426773708660802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SX0imCT_YEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-xsNgbeJs-s/s320/scan0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;favoritest&lt;/span&gt; picture of my parents!  I don't know why I like it so much, it's just one of those pictures that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside(if that makes sense).  It was taken up on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kolob&lt;/span&gt; one year that we all went up there to listen to general conference.  That was a fun trip, it's just a day trip, but we don't do anything wild and crazy.  We just go up there and listen to conference, eat and hang out.  We'll take the kids out for little hikes down by the lake, tell stories and joke around.  I miss going up there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295426766920383042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SX0ilpBiekI/AAAAAAAAANA/EW4qinKPyjY/s320/scan0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, this picture cracks me up!  I love it!  When my grandma Toni was packing her apartment to move to Page she had all these pictures that she was going through at the time that I just happened to be there, and she gave them to me, most of them are just of my grandpa, but this one was  in the pile.  I was just a baby when this event took place.  But the family remembers it.  It's my uncle Lane, Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jerrol&lt;/span&gt; and grandpa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leavitt&lt;/span&gt;.  They were always doing crazy things like that.  I seriously wish my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ipson&lt;/span&gt; family was like that.  Not dissing on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ipson&lt;/span&gt; family, we are just a bunch of crazy white trash rednecks on my moms side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295426771170189650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SX0il42xYVI/AAAAAAAAANI/2Tc0JfRXM74/s320/scan0016.jpg" /&gt;I love this picture.  I swear Goldy was the best dog ever!  But then again, she was the only dog we ever had.  That I know of!  One day I just put my sweater on her.  I can remember doing it, but I don't remember if I was the one thought of it and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;executed&lt;/span&gt; the doing or if someone else helped me!  Oh-well!  Memories!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was an interesting week.  On Wednesday night I was leaving work and Edwin was at the AP desk, and we got talking and he said something about me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;transferring&lt;/span&gt; to AP(not gonna happen) and I told him I hate getting on the intercom and he teased me about that for awhile, so he told me he was going to teach me how(I already know how, I just don't want to).   So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; he sent me a text that he was going to show me how, but I ended up leaving really early, so I teased him about it.  So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; before work he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me again and we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; back and forth until work started.  Luckily for me, he was at the gate and I was in the Marketing Room.  So we didn't even see each other, but Stephanie and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; kept teasing me about it all night.  Yeah, thanks for telling them, Melissa.  Then at 3 in the morning Edwin starts &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; me again, it was so funny.  So I didn't get to bed till forever.  But he's a cool person to talk to.  He's the kind of person that if your hanging out with him, you'd be laughing your butt off the whole time(and he likes the whole Twilight  thing- I haven't even read the books or seen the movie).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the oral surgeon on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;.  I guess the surgery is going to be sometime in may, but I am going to try and push for it to be the first week of June.  I'll have my work-up done in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt; and get ready during may, then take 6 weeks off work to "heal."   Doctor Davis said I could go back to work 2-3 days after, but then he heard what I do, and said it would be better to take 6 weeks off.  There is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; no lifting, bending, stooping over(which is exactly what I do for work).  I can't eat anything at all for 4-5 weeks.  I'll be on a straight liquid diet for the first 2 weeks.  Then soft foods after that(I HATE yogurt and pudding- I learned that when I got my wisdom teeth pulled and that was only for a couple of days).  So yeah!  I just can't wait to get it all over with!   But I'll be in debt for like trying to pay for it all!  Plus my jeep!  Maybe I should find a weekend job!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, that's a thought!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My song is on!!  I better find someone who won't care if that song gets played at their wedding(in the music video, the girl is pregnant at their wedding)!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night Dani and Trent were here with some of their friends and their friends want to set me up with a brother(I don't know these peoples names), so next saturday instead of a double date it will be a triple date!  I just hope he isn't weird like some of these people I've met(and have been hooked up with). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5092188362604011941?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5092188362604011941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5092188362604011941' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5092188362604011941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5092188362604011941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-weird-i-know.html' title='I&apos;m weird!  I know!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SX0imCT_YEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-xsNgbeJs-s/s72-c/scan0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-1891905393868094920</id><published>2009-01-18T19:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:05:02.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just had to laugh.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;,  Sundays are always boring to me, and instead of writing in my journal(ever) I just update my blog!  So I was looking for pictures to put on here and I was at loss on which ones to pick, because it seems like everyone has seen everything we have on our computer, so I was looking through a photo album and I scanned a ton of them because they are FUNNY!!!!  Like this one-&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSRIiEsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jNqjM_iS24E/s1600-h/scan0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292828288113316546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSRIiEsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jNqjM_iS24E/s320/scan0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was from my Joy School(preschool), I guess I didn't like boys back then!  I think Austin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beardall&lt;/span&gt;, Travis Carney, Will Hutching and Justin Stout are the boys I scribbled out, I think! The girls are  Kristi Hinton, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tamarynn&lt;/span&gt; Jones, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arriana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beatty&lt;/span&gt; and me!  I think that is who is in the picture!  I mean it must be over 21 years since then.  I hear hair spray gets permanent marker off!  But I don't dare try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSU2U37I/AAAAAAAAAMw/S75K6H4CrqY/s1600-h/scan0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292828289110695858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSU2U37I/AAAAAAAAAMw/S75K6H4CrqY/s320/scan0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin Kim's wedding- Kasey, Tara and me.  Kasey and me were flower girls!  I actually remember that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSOpeKAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4gkBrHIU7oQ/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292828287446165506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSOpeKAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4gkBrHIU7oQ/s320/scan0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I graduated from Joy School(gotta love the couch)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSMsqKqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Ao67oMdxB3Y/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292828286922664610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSMsqKqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Ao67oMdxB3Y/s320/scan0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kristi hugging!  I don't even know how old we were back then.  I remember the camping trip though.  It was my family, her family, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laubs&lt;/span&gt; and I pretty sure I had other cousins up there I just can't remember, I know the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laub&lt;/span&gt; family was there because that's Suzy in the back ground!  We have more pictures somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnRiiWIuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kd771_jE7dM/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292828275605119714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnRiiWIuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kd771_jE7dM/s320/scan0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent and me.  I LOVE that floor!  We were so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt;' cute back then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been an interesting one!  I decided I don't like the Hurricane singles ward.  Well, it's nothing new, I just never really felt comfortable there because everyone is SO young.  So finally I decided to go to another one.  I went to the Washington singles ward today, just because I know Edwin and he told me when and where it was.  It seemed like a cool ward.  The bishopric spoke, they seemed pretty nice.  I went to go visit my friend Monica after church, but she was asleep, I know that she's been having a lot of problems, so I just wanted to let her know I love her and that I'm there for her.  I don't even know where she is living anymore.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place I work offered a tour to our families to to see the warehouse.   They haven't done that since it opened 15 some odd years ago.  I didn't think my parents would want to go, so I didn't mention it, but Shellie did and they wanted to go, so I took them.  It was interesting.  I used to think my boss was super hot, my mom agrees!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my expander out so now I have about a 1/4 inch more room in my mouth!  Yeah!  And I can talk again.   I hated having it in!  It was so hard to talk, it tattooed my tongue, I will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt; have a deep line on my tongue from that.  It won't look as bad in the future, but it will always be there.   But I WILL have to have the surgery, :(  I go into the oral surgeon this coming week.  I'm hoping I can put it off till &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt; or something like that.  We'll see!  Or I could take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TLO&lt;/span&gt; now and get unemployment and have the surgery, but other people need unemployment more than I do.  So I don't want to do it that way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh-well!  We'll see how it all works out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-1891905393868094920?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1891905393868094920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=1891905393868094920' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1891905393868094920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/1891905393868094920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-had-to-laugh.html' title='I just had to laugh.........'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SXPnSRIiEsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jNqjM_iS24E/s72-c/scan0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-3024154558316273770</id><published>2008-12-31T18:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:04:03.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Post for 2008- grandma Dorene</title><content type='html'>I don't know where all of our pictures went on Trent's computer, they just disappeared, so I had to pick one from Trent's file.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVwfl9idbUI/AAAAAAAAALY/29nd4vPDzhs/s1600-h/Christmas+Trees+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286134799660838210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVwfl9idbUI/AAAAAAAAALY/29nd4vPDzhs/s320/Christmas+Trees+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This won't be much of a entry, depends on my mood I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to do one last blog for '08, for sentiments sake. I guess. Last week and this week we worked 1 1/2 days. Then we get 5 day weekends. Last weekend seemed like it went on and on! I hope this one goes that way to. But it probably won't. Cory and Natalie are here, my cousin Melinda Lou is here and Trent will be back from Brighton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I went to my grandma Toni's on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;, down in Page. That was fun. She told me to tell EVERYONE that she loves them and keep sending her pictures(snail mail)(especially Tammi). She has this book that was never given to my uncle but is for him and it has a letter for my grandpa from my grandma Dorene during a time she thought she was going to die, it was really cute. She told him to be patient with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ronnow&lt;/span&gt; and that he needed to remarry a nice gal so he wouldn't be single(I got a copy of it and I thought about scanning it on and putting it on here, but I didn't think anyone would read it) I loved it, then there was a tribute to her written by my aunt Jeannie that she read at her funeral, so I got a copy of that. That was funny. I never knew her, she died 2 years before I was born.  There was a part in it where she was so fed up with my grandpa's tormenting(comes from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Leavitt&lt;/span&gt; side of the family) so she threw an open can of spaghetti on him(he was in his church clothes).  While she was in the hospital in the end she was kinda in and out of conscious and the family would be laughing at a joke, she would open her eyes and smile. &lt;br /&gt;          I love hearing things about her because I wish I knew her.  But sometimes I feel like I have met her because people will tell me that my personality is just like hers.   Last night we were joking around that my parents found me on the side of the road because I look nothing like my siblings(EXCEPT--- I'm the only one who LOOKS like my parents) and so my mom told me how all of her kids had red hair or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; and looked like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ipsons&lt;/span&gt; or whatever and so one day my grandma told my mom that she needed to have a little black haired baby that looked just like her, then my grandma died and the very next baby my mom had was me.  So she said that my grandma hand picked me out just for my mom.  And she prepared me to come to earth so that is why I am so much like her.    I wish I knew more about her.  I wonder if my mom might have journals or something.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I'll have to ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow-  HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!!  Don't Drink and Drive!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-3024154558316273770?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3024154558316273770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=3024154558316273770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3024154558316273770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3024154558316273770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-post-for-2008-grandma-dorene.html' title='Last Post for 2008- grandma Dorene'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVwfl9idbUI/AAAAAAAAALY/29nd4vPDzhs/s72-c/Christmas+Trees+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-855830851654824904</id><published>2008-12-29T00:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:55:50.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dirty Jeep!</title><content type='html'>Every year we have a tradition to take the four wheelers out on christmas day and just go out south of Hurricane and play.  This year because of all the storms, Mikes shoulder and Trent wanting to be with his girlfriend, we didn't go.  Bummer!   Then I got this bright idea to take the jeep instead!  My dad, Jameson and me we out and had a ball!    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVh4XEZpMcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xG_am5xf77w/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285106500432900546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVh4XEZpMcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xG_am5xf77w/s320/jerolyns+pictures+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a HUGE puddle in the middle of the road on the back way to the sand dunes, I have only seen in dried out once in my life.  So we went around and the fields surrounding it are empty because people go four wheeling out there all the time, the mud was so slippery and gross, I was too chicken to do much, then we drove out further and found some smaller puddles and my dad told me to go through them fast so I wouldn't get stuck, with mud flying everywhere and my dad laughing, it was so fun!  There were about 3 of them, then we drove back to the HUGE puddle and my dad told me to do what he said, so I did, I went to the middle of the field, turned the wheel as far as I could and floored the gas, HOLY COW!!!!  My tires were spinning and mud was flying everywhere, then he told me to turn the wheel and go the other way.  It was so fun!  My jeep was so dirty.  When we got back to the house I parked it so the dirtiest part was facing the road, well that night we had a huge rain storm and it washed the drivers side off, and I didn't want to drive around with a half clean/half dirty jeep, so I froze my butt off spraying the mud off.  I was going to wash it before I went to Page, but it's a good thing I didn't, the roads between Kanab and Page were really icy and I got dirty water all over it(people in Northern Utah probably know what I am talking about).  When I got up for church today there were dirty icicles melting off where the tires are.  But I diffently need to wash it soon.  If I didn't have the back wiper and fluid on the back I would have gone crazy.  But it was FUN and totallly worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVh4Wi6Ke0I/AAAAAAAAALI/6LyKoAp5lAo/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285106491442494274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVh4Wi6Ke0I/AAAAAAAAALI/6LyKoAp5lAo/s320/jerolyns+pictures+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two pictures are christmas morning.  We really don't take a lot of pictures christmas morning, so these are kinda dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVh4WUSCPeI/AAAAAAAAALA/i8epX_WXIoc/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285106487516085730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVh4WUSCPeI/AAAAAAAAALA/i8epX_WXIoc/s320/jerolyns+pictures+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was a fun day.  Chris woke me up a little after 8.  When we were kids we had to be up at 7.  So it's nice as adults to sleep a little longer.  Trent, Chris, Emily and me all got nintendo DS's, so that was fun.  Cory gave me a "boy" game.  It's a monster truck game, I just thought that was funny.  But it's actually a fun game.  Then he gave me 2 fire fighter t-shirts, a sweatshirt and a beanie all for Lake Montezuma/Rimrock department.  I'm excited.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents gave me more than I expected.  I didn't get a dog though!  :(  But I know why.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Page on saturday, it was fun.  I didn't leave as early as I wanted to.  But I was there for a few hours, I wish I had been there longer, but oh-well.  I don't want to wait as long to go back down there next time.  At least I know there is a next time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma let me look through a little journal/scrapbook that she is going to give my uncle Ronnow one of these days, it was so interesting to look through there.  My mom has one too, but it's in storage so I've never see it.  But it has a letter from my grandma Dorene(she died 2 years before I was born) to my grandpa from a time she thought she was going to die, it was a real tear jerker, but good.  I think my grandma Dorene sounded really neat.  It was only a few sentences, but I loved it, so I got a copy of it, because it was to my grandpa, not one of her kids. Then there was a tribute to her written by my aunt Jeannie for grandma Dorene's funeral.  I thought that was really good.  Funny and good.  I love reading things like that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That trip was a good trip for me.  I always love going down there.  I guess I've always had a connection with my grandma(even though she's my step grandma- she will always be a real grandma to  me).  I personally think she's awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out today that the Hurricane's singles branch will stay at 1 pm, YEAH!!!  I'm excited.  I hate 9 am church.   I just can't do it.  I've tried it(every 3 years of my life) and now that I am on a night shift, it's just to hard to suddenly change my sleeping habits.  It's crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, one more thing before I go, my grandma and me were talking about blogs and how she can't get on private blogs, she kept calling them blobs.  Not really realizing it was a g not a b.  And as I was trying to leave she told me who all to tell she loves, she went down the list naming EVERYONE, then as I was walking out the front door(clear on the other side of the house) she yelled some more names.  It was funny!  She cracks me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-855830851654824904?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/855830851654824904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=855830851654824904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/855830851654824904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/855830851654824904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-dirty-jeep.html' title='My Dirty Jeep!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVh4XEZpMcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xG_am5xf77w/s72-c/jerolyns+pictures+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7521140561769460081</id><published>2008-12-24T23:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:19:10.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Christmas past!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZ6rXX7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EmIQ1m46Exw/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZ6rXX7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EmIQ1m46Exw/s320/scan0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283606815502196658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok here are some pictures from christmas's from the past.  I didn't think of this till now!  I'll probably update my blog again soon anyways, but oh-well!  There fun anyways!  The first one is of Cory in 1985!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZl7zRtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/y9D-5stBC2w/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZl7zRtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/y9D-5stBC2w/s320/scan0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283606809933989586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone but my mom(my dad is Santa)!  1987!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZR1WDNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EfyMz9Ap5Jg/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZR1WDNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EfyMz9Ap5Jg/s320/scan0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283606804538199250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cory and me in 1985!  Dang we were spoiled little brats!  I wish we got that much stuff now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZANO22I/AAAAAAAAAKg/eZyvkit9D7g/s1600-h/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZANO22I/AAAAAAAAAKg/eZyvkit9D7g/s320/scan0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283606799806552930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas 1984.  Probably after church, I mean why would we dress up to open christmas presents!  We don't dress up for anything else(the white trash in us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkYxv9_BI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jFKVsHqVrAk/s1600-h/scan0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkYxv9_BI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jFKVsHqVrAk/s320/scan0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283606795925715986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE this picture.  It was taken in 1978,  it's Dustin Hinton and Wade, and Shellie is holding Holly Hinton!  I LOVE the looks on Wade and Dustins faces!!!   Shellie's is pretty cute too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-7521140561769460081?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7521140561769460081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7521140561769460081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7521140561769460081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7521140561769460081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures-from-christmas-past.html' title='Pictures from Christmas past!!!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SVMkZ6rXX7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/EmIQ1m46Exw/s72-c/scan0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-7292232769146538208</id><published>2008-12-16T21:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:50:54.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafts SUCK!!!</title><content type='html'>I don't do crafts!!!!  But I found this super cute picture of a wreath with peppermint candies, so I thought, "oh that would be way easy and fun" &lt;br /&gt;But it's harder than I thought it would be!  First I had to find a wreath- then a friend told me hot glue guns melt the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Styrofoam&lt;/span&gt;(not true), then I needed peppermint candies, I could not find any of the kind with the twisty wrappers, and the other kinds aren't cute, so I took them out of the wrappers, not worried because our front door is covered so I wasn't worried about it getting wet and melting the candy.  Well- it started snowing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, from the north and SOMEHOW managed to get my wreath and it started making the candy drip a little, so I brought it inside thinking it would dry out!  Yeah right!  It just got warm and melted more, so I put it back outside so it would drip on the carpet and I thought they would freeze or something- OR something- when I went and looked at it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, there was a puddle of red on the doorstep(I'm rolling my eyes with annoyance).  From a distance it still looks cute!  But up close it reminds me of running mascara! &lt;br /&gt;  It was a fun little craft and it turned out super cute, but it's ruined and now I'm annoyed because my crafting efforts NEVER work out!  My next one(when I have the time) is to make bird seed suet to hang on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; tree in our front yard, I don't even want to think what might happen there!  Then I am making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; tree sugar cookies(the kind where they stack up stars to look like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; tree) for my visiting teachers- I'll probably end up making them look really ugly and food poison my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;VT's&lt;/span&gt;.  If that's possible with sugar cookies!  I HATE crafting!  So if you've ever wondered why I never get involved with crafts or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt;, that's why!  They never turn out cute like everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; and some kind of disaster happens! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SUiBV-MDjHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0j7DzqwekIs/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280612777562705010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SUiBV-MDjHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0j7DzqwekIs/s320/jerolyns+pictures+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SUiBVvTLyUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8ZJYTBYjy7I/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280612773566073154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SUiBVvTLyUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8ZJYTBYjy7I/s320/jerolyns+pictures+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280612785790158546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SUiBWc1ohtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wz9XSIIlcoY/s320/jerolyns+pictures+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me, Emily and Sally!  Long story behind that picture, but it's not worth telling!  I didn't want to be in the picture, they wanted Sally in it, and she wouldn't hold still!  And I'm the only one NOT afraid of a few scratches!&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/1430355855819637207-7292232769146538208?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7292232769146538208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=7292232769146538208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7292232769146538208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/7292232769146538208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/crafts-suck.html' title='Crafts SUCK!!!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SUiBV-MDjHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0j7DzqwekIs/s72-c/jerolyns+pictures+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-2928074047936505843</id><published>2008-11-26T00:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:16:23.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We had fun this weekend~!~</title><content type='html'>This weekend Natalie's parents came home from their mission in Croatia, so they were here on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; night, Cory hung out with us on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; evening.  Which why I have the pictures of Cory and the rest were just fun pictures!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz2AeuompI/AAAAAAAAAIA/795LXHeizG4/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272859751853103762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz2AeuompI/AAAAAAAAAIA/795LXHeizG4/s320/jerolyns+pictures+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily and me, we both have our braces and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt;, hopefully her braces work out better than mine are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz2ABz3EXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0njTSXqAE_4/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272859744090394994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz2ABz3EXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0njTSXqAE_4/s320/jerolyns+pictures+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This me and Madison, we were bored and just thought these pictures would be cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz1_ll03mI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0oQ9RTEw4Ts/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272859736515337826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz1_ll03mI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0oQ9RTEw4Ts/s320/jerolyns+pictures+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad, Lillie and Cory sitting on the back porch eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pomegranates&lt;/span&gt;.  I  just thought it was a cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz1_rH91CI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EtOyFLCqwNw/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272859738000708642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz1_rH91CI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EtOyFLCqwNw/s320/jerolyns+pictures+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent and Dani.  She's gonna kill me when she sees this picture on this.  But I think it's really cute.   She hates having pictures taken of her, so that makes me more determined to get one.  This one was a stroke of luck.  I was trying to get me and Emily and turned the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; to Trent and Dani at the very last second!  It turned out cute!&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/1430355855819637207-2928074047936505843?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2928074047936505843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=2928074047936505843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2928074047936505843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/2928074047936505843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-had-fun-this-weekend.html' title='We had fun this weekend~!~'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSz2AeuompI/AAAAAAAAAIA/795LXHeizG4/s72-c/jerolyns+pictures+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-9213509907209306385</id><published>2008-11-17T19:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:20:45.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun pictures of my parents</title><content type='html'>Ok, on my day off I got bored, I know I just wrote on my blog yesterday, but I have been wanting to scan my parents pictures on here from back in the day when they were young and first married! Here are a few-&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlW2C8rcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/S3VcjSbMrRU/s1600-h/scan0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269815588372131266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlW2C8rcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/S3VcjSbMrRU/s320/scan0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one absolutely cracks me up! This a bumper sticker and on the bottom my dad wrote- Oops too late! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlW75VTpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2GMdJWp5-ZI/s1600-h/scan0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269815589942414994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlW75VTpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2GMdJWp5-ZI/s320/scan0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom doesn't date her pictures so I don't know if this was before or after they got married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlWgE6oyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TOw41huOuKg/s1600-h/scan0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269815582474806050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlWgE6oyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TOw41huOuKg/s320/scan0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a dance that they went to as hippies(back in the 70's everyone was a hippy). I LOVE this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlWbqB71I/AAAAAAAAAHI/nvX3gxd1CYo/s1600-h/scan0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269815581288296274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlWbqB71I/AAAAAAAAAHI/nvX3gxd1CYo/s320/scan0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At their wedding reception in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-9213509907209306385?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9213509907209306385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=9213509907209306385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9213509907209306385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/9213509907209306385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-pictures-of-my-parents.html' title='Fun pictures of my parents'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SSIlW2C8rcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/S3VcjSbMrRU/s72-c/scan0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-5073889274747424199</id><published>2008-11-09T20:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:28:46.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding and Music</title><content type='html'>I can't really decide on what to write this week, but I like to update it each week, I don't write in my journal,  I'm just not a person who hand writes stuff.  I have really sloppy hand writing.  This is my journal!   So today, I'll just write whatever comes to mind, like cat fishing!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SRerXaoVJtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mDxqx-hSCe8/s1600-h/IMG_1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866708006905554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SRerXaoVJtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mDxqx-hSCe8/s320/IMG_1820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jameson and my dad while deer hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SRerVRnsekI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TJ-6GaoDtf4/s1600-h/IMG_1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866671228582466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SRerVRnsekI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TJ-6GaoDtf4/s320/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent at I'm guessing Sheep's Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SRerU6nBYaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/P7Jmco66kbA/s1600-h/EasterFunnyFaces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266866665051742626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SRerU6nBYaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/P7Jmco66kbA/s320/EasterFunnyFaces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryce and Lindsay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Last Saturday I watched Shellie's kids while they went out to dinner,  and our cat Sally doesn't like to play with cat toys, she refuses.  So after trying to get her to play with some string we gave up, Jameson disappeared for a while, so I went and found him at his house playing with Sally with the fishing pole.  It just had the sinkers on it, no hook, and he'd cast it and reel it in and Sally LOVED it.  We played for about an hour.  She jumped and flipped and she had a ball.  It was so fun!  Good thinking Jameson.  I never would have thought of that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     On Friday night at work we were supposedly going to have an 11 hour night, but we finished in 7 hours(because we are awesome and we have tons of team work), so I came home and I inherited insomnia from my mom's side of the family, plus with the medicine I take for my anxiety, mixed in with my restless legs syndrome, I didn't fall asleep till 7 am.  But that's not unusual for me!   Anyways, so you all know I like to collect cookbooks, well, I had bought a Taste of Homes magazine at Wal-mart earlier and I had gotten a Jeep catalog(for parts and stuff) that day.  So while I was in bed I was reading my Jeep magazine, it took me an hour to get through it(it had less pages than the cooking magazine), I was so interested in it.  But I was surprised when I looked up at the clock over how long I spent look through it.  Then I read the cooking magazine and usually I can take over an hour read them,  I read them like books, and I was done in 20 minutes!  I just thought it was funny how I spent more time looking at something Cory or my dad would love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       I put new music on my blog, so I'll write some about the new music, but I won't go into detail like the first time.  I have a few Jason Mraz songs on here, I really like him!  Where was he before?  He's awesome.  And I really like his song Lucky with Colbie Caillat, but couldn't find it on this website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     There are a couple of Gary Allan songs, I love him.  He is HOT!!!!!  But I just really like Smoke Rings in the Dark, because he's telling a story and it's a good one.  And Life Aint always Beautiful has helped me through A LOT!!!!!  That song came out at a time when I needed it.  So I never pass up a time when it starts playing to listen to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    There are a couple Chely Wright songs, one of my favorites is Shut up and Drive, my dad would take me and Kristi to school every morning and he would tease us, I would always say- shut up and drive, and that song came out that same year!  Plus I love her voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     I really like Cruella De Vil, but I couldn't find the original one.  That is my favorite Disney song at the moment, because it's so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     I put a Celtic Women's song on here, I love their music.  They have some really pretty voices and music.  I'm slowly downloading their music off of Itunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    I have Snoop Dogg(his tribute to Johnny Cash).  Joey &amp;amp; Rory, they are a new country duo, I like their music, they are a married couple and the song Cheater, Cheater is very blunt.  But I love it.  The video is funny!   Justin Moore's- Back that thing up- is a fun song, I LOVE his accent!   The Good Life by Trent Willmon is a good song, I want my life to be like that( I like all of his songs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    And of course I have a church song- A Poor Wayfaring man of Grief- they didn't have a whole lot of LDS songs, but I really like this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Right now I am reading a book titled- Our Search for Happiness- by M. Russell Ballard.   It's good, if you have a non-member friend interested in the church, or wants to understand it better, that's a good book for them.  It was written in 1993.  But I bought it at Seagull(or Deseret, I can't remember) about a month ago.  I just started it today, but I'm on chapter 3 and I am marking the good parts.   So later on I can go back and reread those parts or if I want to read something to a friend or have a talk(hopefully never) or a lesson.   He gives a really good meaning of understanding!  He says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   " It's a simple word, really- one that most of us use everyday.  But it means something quite remarkable.  With understanding we can strengthen relationships, revitalize neighborhoods, unify nations and even bring peace to a troubled world.  Without it chaos, intolerance, hate and war are often the result."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; He also says "Your LDS neighbors talk about their church a lot- perhaps even more than your friends who belong to other faiths.  They may have invited you to come to church with them or to listen to the missionaries in their home and in their enthusiasm they may have made a thoughtless remark about your beliefs or your lifestyle."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Then he goes on to say(which I LOVE):  "I'm sure the offense was not intended.  One of the most cherished tenets of our faith has to do with honoring religious diversity.  As our church's first president, Joseph Smith, taught: 'We claim the privilege of worshiping Almighty God according to the dictates of our own conscience, and &lt;em&gt;allow all men the same privilege, let them worship how, where or what they may'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;    &lt;/em&gt;We really do believe that.  Just as we claim the right to worship as we choose, we believe you have the right to worship- or not to worship- as you see fit"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish more people thought that way.  If they do, we never see it!  I'm just looking forward to reading what an Apostle has to say, rather than listening to how I should live my life from concerned family members or friends(doesn't mean I don't listen to them).    I think I will like this book and it will be one I go back to over the years.  I've even thought of a few friends I know who would love it also.  So once I'm done if anyone wants to borrow it(that will for sure return it) so welcome too!  Just let me know!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-5073889274747424199?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5073889274747424199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=5073889274747424199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5073889274747424199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/5073889274747424199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/understanding-and-music.html' title='Understanding and Music'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SRerXaoVJtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mDxqx-hSCe8/s72-c/IMG_1820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-696708552977252999</id><published>2008-10-26T19:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:20:19.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute picture of my butt~~~~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SQUfagulyjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YT09unVDcCM/s1600-h/my+butt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261646279974701618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SQUfagulyjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YT09unVDcCM/s320/my+butt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; wanted to see a cute picture of my butt!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any fun pictures to put on here, because no one else in the family shot any deer.  So I don't think I've used this one before!  This was taken up in Birch Bay Washington(I think) it's called No Mans Land, or something like that, there is a peace arch and I am now walking over to Canada.  The sign says Leaving United States Border.  That was an awesome trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Hurricane Singles ward today, it felt like I was in a college ward all over again, me, Ann and Jason were probably the oldest people there.  At least it felt like it.   Ann left after sacrament meeting because it was her birthday, so I followed Jason to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; school, he was showing me all the cool stuff on his palm pilot(or at least that's what I think it was), it was so cool, I'll have to sit by him more. &lt;br /&gt;I hope he doesn't think I like him and I'm following him around. I mean he's a nice guy and my parents would LOVE it if we dated, but there are so many girls out there who are crazy about him, I don't want to be just another crazy girl.  Anyways, I have always wished Hurricane had a singles ward and he's the only person I really know.  Everyone was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Trents&lt;/span&gt; age.  It's a nice ward and I am going to go for a few weeks just to give it a try, I just wish more older people, my age, would go.  Oh-well. &lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a fireside,  It was good.  The fiancee of Mandy Johnson(who was killed in a plane crash by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;) was the speaker,  I went because I knew Mandy.  But he is so nice.  They had him and Mandy sealed to each other 2 weeks ago.  I thought that was nice of him to do that.  He will be sealed to her forever, whether he ever marries or not and he will be apart of the Johnson family, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; neat, because they are a cool family. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; at the Corn Maze at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Stahli&lt;/span&gt; farm, I want to go, but I have no idea where it's at.  Its a regional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;, with all the singles wards in Southern Utah, I've never been there, but it sounds like fun.  I could car pool with someone, but I feel so old over there.  Oh-well, we'll see tomorrow night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week at work was so crazy.  We were busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; night, but the rest of the week was slow.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night Kale had us painting cross overs yellow.  That was actually kind of fun.  I was working next to Melissa, so we just talked about everything.  Her family is originally from Colorado City, her grandpa is  Leroy Barlow(I think, I just remember her saying he was a bishop out there), so we talked about that and future weddings, and our bosses- who are funny-  we totally lost track of time.  But it was fun.  We never get a chance to just talk at work and have it all quiet and slow paced.  Kale had to remind us that we wanted to leave at midnight at 12:30.  So that was fun.  Kale is a fun boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ripping a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and it's taking forever, like I have too many things going on or something, which I don't, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; is the only other thing going on!  This is drive me crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-696708552977252999?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/696708552977252999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=696708552977252999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/696708552977252999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/696708552977252999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/cute-picture-of-my-butt.html' title='Cute picture of my butt~~~~!!!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SQUfagulyjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YT09unVDcCM/s72-c/my+butt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-3830379716864225321</id><published>2008-10-20T15:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:40:10.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deer Hunting Fun!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this picture was so funny! It cracks me up! We were at my grandmas and Emily LOVES to take pictures, I wasn't in a bad mood, I was just tired. I was ready for that day to be over with and so Emily wanted to take a picture of me so I gave her my most annoyed face that I could!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPz2VicC0CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jzwMp0AuEyE/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259349314744012834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPz2VicC0CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jzwMp0AuEyE/s320/jerolyns+pictures+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPz2WQ_M-mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aPPrmgiUDgI/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259349327239510626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPz2WQ_M-mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aPPrmgiUDgI/s320/jerolyns+pictures+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad got the first deer(and only one so far), it is a 2 pointer, which is pretty good. He usually settles for spikes while everyone else gets bigger stuff. So I'm proud of him for getting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPz2XZ_3NNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/thPnjBjz5vg/s1600-h/jerolyns+pictures+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259349346838066386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPz2XZ_3NNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/thPnjBjz5vg/s320/jerolyns+pictures+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trent, right before we left for the deer hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We really didn't get very many pictures while we were up at my grandma's for the deer hunt, because I was at the house with the kids and I'm usually the only one who takes pictures, so we waited till we got home to get any pictures of the deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Which, I didn't want to put any gory pictures on here, so I got the one with my dad and the horns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We got up to my grandmas around 7 Friday night, my uncle was putting in a new water heater(the old one was like 50 years old- ok, maybe 40), so my dad helped him with that. My cousin(on the leavitt side) Kim showed up, that was cool. I was surprised to see her. So now when we talk about grandma's house, she'll know what we are talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We put on Mr. Hollands Opus, hoping to get the kids asleep faster. Me and Emily slept on a couch(I didn't know it laid flat, I always thought it was a regular couch), Trent slept on the other couch, Chris and Madison slept on the floor. There are plenty of beds up at grandmas house, but the bedding never gets washed because people are hardly ever up there long enough to try it. So anyways, my aunt Linda and grandma got there around 1 am, and aunt Linda tried to sleep with grandma because she didn't know which beds were empty, and grandma was driving her crazy during the night, so aunt Linda came in the living room and curled up in a chair and slept. It was crazy, then after the deer hunters left, she slept on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;    I hardly slept that night(which is bad for me), every time Emily would turn she'd take the blanket with her, or she would turn and her arms and legs would be on top of me, drove me crazy. So finally I pulled the blanket out from under us and used that and let Emily use the other one.  Then, I woke up when the deer hunters left, then Emily woke me up at 8, I was so tired.  But I had to be responsible, so I got up, helped the kids get ready for the day.  We ate breakfast then went to the park.  We went back to the house so I could start making dinner(in the slow cooker), then Madison and Chris and me went to Richfield for a few hours, to Wal-mart, then KFC on the way back to Junction Madison had to go the bathroom so we stopped at Big Rock Candy Mountain, that's a cool little restaurant/gift shop.  I got a magnetic bracelet that wraps around but it can also be used as a necklace because it's so long, it's really pretty.  Anyways, so we got back and my aunt Ruethella was there, she just got 2007 mustang, it is HOT!!!!  So she let me and aunt Linda take it out for a drive and so aunt Linda drove half way to Circleville and let me drive the rest of the way, then I drove back and I wanted to floor it so bad, my aunt said I should(it's mustang- duh), then she said "it's not flooring it until you actually touch the floor" I think I got up to 105 when I thought I should slow down!   It was AWESOME!!!!!!!  And my aunt Ruethella didn't care, if she did, she didn't say anything. &lt;br /&gt;     The deer hunters got back my dad got a 2 pointer, then they rested for a half hour then got my uncle Dave and went back up on the mountain. &lt;br /&gt;     So the kids were begging me to take them back to the park, so we went and played for a little while and went back to grandmas house, I was trying to get them to eat a little of our dinner, it was so good, I surprise myself sometimes.  We had homemade(frozen-store bought) bread with honey butter and Golden beef and apple cider stew.  It was really good.  I was surprised the kids ate as much as they did, their a bunch of picky little brats. &lt;br /&gt;    Anyways, I was on the brink of having a panic attack all day, little things would make it worse, but I think when the deer hunters got back and they all had headaches and were tired, but they went back out, then the kids were getting nervous and that made me frustrated.  So by the time the deer hunters got back I was miserable and just wanted to go home, even though I was so excited to be up at my grandmas and wanted to stay for church.  And my dad wanted to stay and visit with everyone and Shellie didn't have any room for me, so I felt so bad about asking my dad to leave early.   He acted like it was no big deal, but I felt bad still.  So we got home around 10:30,  left hung the deer up, then we all went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;The Hurricanes Singles ward starts at 1 and the Bloomington singles ward got changed to 12:45, so I figured I would get plenty of sleep and go to church not tired.  My cell phone alarm went off at 11:30 and I was so tired, I had a sore throat, my nose was running away from me.  So I just went back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;We hung out all day sunday, my mom got home from SLC that afternoon and we just recovered from our whole weekend. &lt;br /&gt;      Today I woke up with some guy banging on my window.  I guess we had a window cleaner here cleaning our windows, when we put down cement for the patio they got cement on my window and we've never gotten taken care of and so my window is always gross looking.  That woke me up so I went up stairs and feel back to sleep on my parents bed. &lt;br /&gt;     The thing about having anxiety attacks is if I don't get enough sleep it makes it worse, so when I make plans to visit someone, or have something big going, I have to have PLENTY of sleep, besides this recent one, the last one I had was at the family reunion and I was puking my guts out, the one before that was before we left to go camping on Beaver Mountain.  Once I get somewhere I'm usually ok, but getting there is whats hard.  But since I didn't have a whole lot of sleep friday night I was miserable all day saturday, I didn't want to take too much xanax because it makes me tired and loopy, but I'd rather feel like that than sick to my stomach, but I hate having people know about it.  So anyways, when I go somewhere to visit someone I tell them if I have to leave a day early or I don't feel good, it's not because I don't want to be there, it's because I'm crazy!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, I'm not crazy, or at least not a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I had a melt down today.   Shellie had me watch Madison and Emily(they are here right now) so they could go hunting again, they took the boys.  I had to make dinner because my mom comes home too tired to make anything, my dad comes home hungery but dinner isn't made.  So I try to make dinner on mondays when I am home, then after going crazy with Madison and Emily, trying to get them to eat something healthy and keep them entertained, then my mom came home in a bad mood, my dad came home tired.  I just felt like everyone and everything was all on me.  I was going crazy. &lt;br /&gt;So after we ate dinner, I got Emily and Madison to agree on a movie to watch, Nim's Island, Madison just barely lost interest in it, it's at the part where the tourists go to the island and all Nims friends are attacking them.  It's a cute movie and now I've had time to calm down and relax. &lt;br /&gt;Barbara's grandson(my friends Monica's mom- I talked a lot about them in my old blog) was target shooting up in Enterprise and his little brother shot him in the back with a .22, Barbara called me sunday, crying, it was in the paper on sunday and monday.  I hope he's ok.   It's Monica's nephew, she has been through so much lately.  So I hope everything works out for Nates family.  &lt;br /&gt;So, this week is going to be great, work will be wonderful, I'll make WONDERFUL production, I'll get as many hours as I can, it will be the best week ever.  I hope!  Since all my gal pals will be back from vacation and where ever they went we will be able to hang out and have fun like always!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430355855819637207-3830379716864225321?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3830379716864225321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=3830379716864225321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3830379716864225321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/3830379716864225321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/deer-hunting-fun.html' title='Deer Hunting Fun!!!!!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPz2VicC0CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jzwMp0AuEyE/s72-c/jerolyns+pictures+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-8470145749002599614</id><published>2008-10-11T19:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:45:22.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just having fun with the scanner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPFWRhoWLNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/B_-EF0Lnx2A/s1600-h/my+favorite+picture+of+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256077099203439826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPFWRhoWLNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/B_-EF0Lnx2A/s320/my+favorite+picture+of+Dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm just having fun right now!  This is my absolute favorite picture of my dad!  I think he was HOT back in the day!  I'll put more fun pictures of him as I get them scanned on here!  But I've been looking for this one for the longest time!  :)&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/1430355855819637207-8470145749002599614?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8470145749002599614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=8470145749002599614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8470145749002599614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/8470145749002599614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-having-fun-with-scanner.html' title='Just having fun with the scanner!'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SPFWRhoWLNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/B_-EF0Lnx2A/s72-c/my+favorite+picture+of+Dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430355855819637207.post-6102632286437395882</id><published>2008-09-07T18:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:57:35.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Mickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SMR3qR76d8I/AAAAAAAAACg/Edu_chsZuh0/s1600-h/joe,+netta+and+jerolyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243447434419009474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SMR3qR76d8I/AAAAAAAAACg/Edu_chsZuh0/s320/joe,+netta+and+jerolyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my parents on my blessing day!  My cousin Mickie had these and emailed them to me!  I've never seen these pictures before, so I was so STINKIN' excited to get them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SMR3qZzF98I/AAAAAAAAACo/6bm6DQsYyFc/s1600-h/Jerolyn%27s+blessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243447436529498050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SMR3qZzF98I/AAAAAAAAACo/6bm6DQsYyFc/s320/Jerolyn%27s+blessing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SMR3qSzhnpI/AAAAAAAAACw/xDr7nYfzUFA/s1600-h/grandpa,+Jerolyn+and+grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243447434652262034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SMR3qSzhnpI/AAAAAAAAACw/xDr7nYfzUFA/s320/grandpa,+Jerolyn+and+grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my grandpa and grandma, she made the afghan for me!  I still have it.  It's being saved in my cedar chest for my first daughter!&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/1430355855819637207-6102632286437395882?l=jerolynsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6102632286437395882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1430355855819637207&amp;postID=6102632286437395882' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6102632286437395882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1430355855819637207/posts/default/6102632286437395882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerolynsplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-mickie.html' title='Thanks Mickie'/><author><name>jerolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013139139009100954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/S8AUEz-YrAI/AAAAAAAAAqc/WWK7JKyLe10/S220/Easter+231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGv2hsBu_VY/SMR3qR76d8I/AAAAAAAAACg/Edu_chsZuh0/s72-c/joe,+netta+and+jerolyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
