<?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-266479948810960561</id><updated>2011-10-23T17:21:46.892-07:00</updated><category term='Marcia Lynn McClure'/><category term='clean romance'/><category term='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R6--RvjgapI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ua1aexdR-68/s1600-h/Photo+209.jpg'/><category term='Utah'/><title type='text'>SMILE!!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>My life...as I'm knowing it...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-8638660179971020221</id><published>2008-11-06T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:47:24.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My FIRST homemade Lasagna!</title><content type='html'>So...the first whole evening I'm at my mother's I decided...oh my gosh...I have TIME...to COOK, perhaps??? Why yes, I do. So I did. In the beginning, there were cornish game hens and I saw that they were good...in the plastic wrapping. But after defrosting and unwrapping...my little heart couldn't de-gut them...(Yes, DE-GUT...it's a new vocabulary word, it's gonna be huge)...ANYWAYS...the hens were too cute to cook so now they're just waiting post mortal life in a nice little bowl in the fridge by the Yoplait yogurts. ANYWAYS...LASAGNA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So creativity. That's what I wanted...so browsing the shelves I notice a package of noodles...hmmm...and being that I've NEVER cooked Lasagna...the lasagna noodles intrigued me. "Make them by scratch," I said. "Intriguing..." So I reached for the noodles and to my dismay I was too short and getting a chair was too distracting for my brain at the moment so I called for Trevor! He is NOW an inch taller. So he batted the box around till it fell...anyways, I boiled, I fried, I sauteed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN-3UqBzlI/AAAAAAAAARY/nbPPO7g5UCY/s1600-h/PB030826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN-3UqBzlI/AAAAAAAAARY/nbPPO7g5UCY/s200/PB030826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265691878229134930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and VOILA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN_WZVdAzI/AAAAAAAAARg/YY6WXFrNDog/s1600-h/PB030827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN_WZVdAzI/AAAAAAAAARg/YY6WXFrNDog/s200/PB030827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265692412060959538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna a la MaryLynn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...created with FAT FREE cottage cheese...kind of freaked me out but we all survived and enjoyed ourselves...here is the documented evidence...Trevor was being difficult, but OH WELL!! View my friends! View! And ENJOY my first Lasagna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROA7dyfLqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yEe_3G88YSM/s1600-h/PB030831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROA7dyfLqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yEe_3G88YSM/s200/PB030831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265694148423265954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROBVKNHUcI/AAAAAAAAASA/JKUyClUvt-k/s1600-h/PB030832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROBVKNHUcI/AAAAAAAAASA/JKUyClUvt-k/s200/PB030832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265694589842837954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROAHTLTudI/AAAAAAAAARo/Og3aQr5Du9A/s1600-h/PB030829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROAHTLTudI/AAAAAAAAARo/Og3aQr5Du9A/s200/PB030829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265693252221385170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROAYW4L4eI/AAAAAAAAARw/FKxlaFs7nd0/s1600-h/PB030830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROAYW4L4eI/AAAAAAAAARw/FKxlaFs7nd0/s200/PB030830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265693545272697314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROBrfgLZ_I/AAAAAAAAASI/twaxjp-pxPU/s1600-h/PB030833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SROBrfgLZ_I/AAAAAAAAASI/twaxjp-pxPU/s200/PB030833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265694973517064178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Lasagna a la MaryLynn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-8638660179971020221?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/8638660179971020221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=8638660179971020221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8638660179971020221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8638660179971020221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-homemade-lasagna.html' title='My FIRST homemade Lasagna!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN-3UqBzlI/AAAAAAAAARY/nbPPO7g5UCY/s72-c/PB030826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-842020563190869207</id><published>2008-10-28T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:26:42.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Farewell!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQdz4YQI-mI/AAAAAAAAALY/z6Y8Ru01Wjw/s1600-h/mary+lynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQdz4YQI-mI/AAAAAAAAALY/z6Y8Ru01Wjw/s200/mary+lynn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262302102025730658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to EVERYONE who came!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was SO awesome to have so many loved ones come!!! I'm super stoked to go into the MTC November 12th!!!! It hardly seems real so I just want to jump in and get started. SO excited. I'll be back in Sacramento Nov. 2, get set apart Nov. 9 and head to Utah Nov. 10th!!! I love you all and thank you Mom, Dad and Taufa for getting the food, Danny for cooking all of it!! It was delicious!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQ-sXQ6eh8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zJTKGbJ9rh0/s1600-h/PA260781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQ-sXQ6eh8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zJTKGbJ9rh0/s200/PA260781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264616005096605634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQ-szbxeGeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/JAZM3E6rjUk/s1600-h/PA260773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQ-szbxeGeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/JAZM3E6rjUk/s200/PA260773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264616489047955938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN8DGudYuI/AAAAAAAAARA/Yk10YdF3aBo/s1600-h/PA260775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN7TpgK-4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/hSo6gzwqHNM/s200/PA260777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265687966814763906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN7ncoF0HI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Q56v_e3JG0w/s1600-h/PA260774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN7ncoF0HI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Q56v_e3JG0w/s200/PA260774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265688306955702386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN8jJxtRoI/AAAAAAAAARI/y9IFsU-k-N0/s1600-h/PA260784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN8jJxtRoI/AAAAAAAAARI/y9IFsU-k-N0/s200/PA260784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265689332687914626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN85MVuMDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YhJ2W41Ipgs/s1600-h/PA260794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SRN85MVuMDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YhJ2W41Ipgs/s200/PA260794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265689711332962354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I got called to Peoria, Illinois mission!!! &lt;br /&gt;    Sister MaryLynn Hingano&lt;br /&gt;    Illinois Peoria Mission&lt;br /&gt;    Provo Missionary Training Center&lt;br /&gt;    2005 N 900 E&lt;br /&gt;    Provo, UT 84604&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in the MTC probably until the beginning of December where I will be sent to Peoria!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: My friend, Emily, told me to tell ya'll this:&lt;br /&gt;"You should let your family and friends know that if they send you packages from the UPS Store in Provo, there's free (the 1st 5 lbs are free...$3 for every 5lbs after) same-day delivery (same day if you drop it off before 2) to the MTC. So if you forget something or want treats that's a neat service they do)" Thank you Emily! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-842020563190869207?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/842020563190869207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=842020563190869207&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/842020563190869207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/842020563190869207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/10/mission-farewell.html' title='Mission Farewell!!!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQdz4YQI-mI/AAAAAAAAALY/z6Y8Ru01Wjw/s72-c/mary+lynn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-5370595761036871928</id><published>2008-10-24T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:18:16.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROP. 8!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vote YES  for Prop. 8!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_CP0xhKEsQc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_CP0xhKEsQc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Proposition 8 is a proposed amendment to the California constitution which if passed into law would be known as the California Marriage Protection Act. This California ballot proposition will appear on the November 4, 2008 ballot along with eleven other statewide propositions...If it passes, it will add a new constitutional amendment to the California Constitution that will say "Only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California." &lt;strong&gt;[A]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES on PROPOSITION 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will define the word "marriage" by adding 14 words to the California State Constitution: &lt;br /&gt;"Only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more info.? http://www.whatisprop8.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few videos about Prop. 8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not a Matter of Civil Rights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-jc4ujp9Ok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-jc4ujp9Ok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wasn't this passed already? (Proposition 22? Nov. 2000?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qsHqrHoxTiM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qsHqrHoxTiM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It isn't a matter of Intolerance or hate...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4nqtDrJI7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4nqtDrJI7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More videos?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.afa.net/prop8video/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Example of School System if Prop. 8 is NOT passed:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1815825713/bctid1819819843&lt;br /&gt;http://prop8info.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly believe that marriage is between a man and woman, that children DO deserve BOTH roles as parents within their home. Yes, there are children with one parent or children with negative family situations but this is not about the capabilities of parenting between a male or female, it's about the institution of marriage. Marriage is a sacred union between man and woman. When God created Adam he did not say, "Adam take unto yourself Bob and multiply and replenish..." He did not say to Eve, "Take unto you a woman that ye may have companionship for thou canst create life from female and female, so have a buddy." In order for life to come about, God created man and woman, and it is only through that co-dependent relationship that life is sustained. Scientifically and biologically that fact cannot be argued. Is it possible for the same gender to love one another? Yes. Is it possible that two people of the same gender can lovingly raise a child? Yes! But, children need to see the companionship of a father and mother, male and female to see the differing roles that each display. Tradition is the act of passing on beliefs, customs and ways of life. Sociologically they talk about the loss of tradition leads to chaos. The Institution of Marriage, the ULTIMATE tradition, is being tried and that trial is blurring the lines of the rights of men and the rights of women to BEING their gender. Cheesy though it may sound, the chaos is beginning and whose to say that's not to become our future's tradtion. Vote yes on Proposition 8 and save a tradition, save the way to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A] http://ballotpedia.org/wiki/index.php?title=California_Proposition_8_(2008)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-5370595761036871928?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/5370595761036871928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=5370595761036871928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5370595761036871928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5370595761036871928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/10/prop-8.html' title='PROP. 8!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-7119611930950791793</id><published>2008-09-29T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:20:04.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...in California</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SOFhEUPQMcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TuXgr98VY_I/s1600-h/rain+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SOFhEUPQMcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TuXgr98VY_I/s200/rain+window.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251585367270764994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning stars&lt;br /&gt;shine when minds dull asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Lovers rest,&lt;br /&gt;   Birds awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drops of humidity linger--&lt;br /&gt;Dripping slowly off my lashes&lt;br /&gt;Onto the sill of my window&lt;br /&gt;Finger-trails slip along the edge.&lt;br /&gt;Morning stars dim in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;     --the thoughts of awake.&lt;br /&gt;Mind dulling sleep&lt;br /&gt;Heart humming,&lt;br /&gt;Dripping with humidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    On a fall evening,&lt;br /&gt;             in California&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-7119611930950791793?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/7119611930950791793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=7119611930950791793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7119611930950791793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7119611930950791793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-california.html' title='...in California'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SOFhEUPQMcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TuXgr98VY_I/s72-c/rain+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-2799360755381445284</id><published>2008-08-11T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T02:47:55.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trevor's Photography</title><content type='html'>For my birthday, Trevor gifted me a photo shoot. It was so much fun! We spent two days traipsin' around Folsom taken TONS of photos. These were our favorites. The Bloopers though...are hilarious!...I do believe a child's play ground horse suffered some casualties...those however are not posted but hope you enjoy these. ;D Thanks Bubba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w274.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w274.photobucket.com/albums/jj264/wd40_19/3f3c6760.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i274.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=202" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s274.photobucket.com/albums/jj264/wd40_19/?action=view&amp;current=3f3c6760.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-2799360755381445284?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/2799360755381445284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=2799360755381445284&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2799360755381445284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2799360755381445284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/08/trevors-photography.html' title='Trevor&apos;s Photography'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-6714803737612634927</id><published>2008-08-10T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:41:06.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mission Papers are....IN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SJ_SGo4JgKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZqvYEJdMq0w/s1600-h/marylynn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SJ_SGo4JgKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZqvYEJdMq0w/s320/marylynn1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233132303521775778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SNFAtKc13pI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oR8Qd1p-CD8/s1600-h/my+mission+call+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SNFAtKc13pI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oR8Qd1p-CD8/s200/my+mission+call+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247046185506954898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope they call me on a mission...to preach and teach and work as missionaries do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be opening them on Sunday with my family!!!...the wait is almost killing me!! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-6714803737612634927?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/6714803737612634927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=6714803737612634927&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/6714803737612634927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/6714803737612634927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-mission-papers-arein.html' title='My Mission Papers are....IN!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SJ_SGo4JgKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZqvYEJdMq0w/s72-c/marylynn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-5426476826174959979</id><published>2008-08-10T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:49:46.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...at 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SJ_S5wvtHEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WwFqcjB0bpk/s1600-h/leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SJ_S5wvtHEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WwFqcjB0bpk/s200/leaves.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233133181807172674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cascading images flutter by my eyelids, occasionally&lt;br /&gt;       sweeping the queries of my mind....like&lt;br /&gt;redyellow sunflowers&lt;br /&gt;       waving twisting,&lt;br /&gt;           in a dusty vase pulled out of a cupboard&lt;br /&gt;       earlier in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;piano tunes twinkling melodically&lt;br /&gt;            like some chime&lt;br /&gt;              in some enchanted meadow--green and fragrant,&lt;br /&gt;the essence of time drifting by morosely&lt;br /&gt;                    entoxicating &lt;br /&gt;         like some confection of sunlit breeze, shadows&lt;br /&gt;               longing--and youth...&lt;br /&gt;leaves fall--&lt;br /&gt;         one by one&lt;br /&gt;         falling into patterns of existence&lt;br /&gt;          to exist&lt;br /&gt;               and in between each leaf falls a line&lt;br /&gt;        a line of time--&lt;br /&gt;              where one can just breathe, for a time&lt;br /&gt;                        to sigh--&lt;br /&gt;                           to live--&lt;br /&gt;                   to encompass a moment of just,&lt;br /&gt;                                                  being.&lt;br /&gt;So in the mornings&lt;br /&gt;           with the lowly sunflowers&lt;br /&gt;             casting shadows in the dust--&lt;br /&gt;                  I'm taking the moment to breathe in the mornings-&lt;br /&gt;                          --in between each leaf fall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-5426476826174959979?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/5426476826174959979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=5426476826174959979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5426476826174959979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5426476826174959979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-21.html' title='...at 21'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SJ_S5wvtHEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WwFqcjB0bpk/s72-c/leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-8524746402996494665</id><published>2008-06-14T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:26:17.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens when Chelsea and I hang out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=17132557"&gt;Pterodactil? Is that right?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="430px" height="386px"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="culture=en-US&amp;a=0&amp;ap=0&amp;y=0&amp;m=17132557&amp;userid=-1&amp;showmenus=0&amp;remove=0&amp;t=&amp;type=video"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-8524746402996494665?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/8524746402996494665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=8524746402996494665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8524746402996494665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8524746402996494665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-what-happens-when-chelsea-and-i.html' title='This is what happens when Chelsea and I hang out...'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-5745318258556089003</id><published>2008-06-05T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T12:30:37.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awoke In Love</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, in a far away valley called Sacramento...blah blahdie blah...alright, long story very short! I wrote a poem back in high school and it was published in an antholody now in the library comforts of my closet...at my mother's. Anyhow, because I was just that bored I hopped onto google and conceitedly googled myself and low and behold I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poetryamerica.com/read_poems.asp?id=222223&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a link to a website that features: Top 100 best love poems! And although the website may not be super fancy or well known, I also found the same poem on a blog, an e-card company website and some other poetry sites. I was/am so excited, I had to share!!! Have a great day ya'll!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MaryLynn&lt;br /&gt;Mele&lt;br /&gt;M.L.&lt;br /&gt;Merlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-5745318258556089003?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/5745318258556089003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=5745318258556089003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5745318258556089003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5745318258556089003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/06/awoke-in-love.html' title='Awoke In Love'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-7815917728256341532</id><published>2008-04-24T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:57:53.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Utah Experience thus far..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w274.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w274.photobucket.com/albums/jj264/wd40_19/abfda26e.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i274.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s274.photobucket.com/albums/jj264/wd40_19/?action=view&amp;current=abfda26e.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-7815917728256341532?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/7815917728256341532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=7815917728256341532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7815917728256341532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7815917728256341532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='A Utah Experience thus far..'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-7524792166086870829</id><published>2008-04-24T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T13:48:36.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THURSDAY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" com="" albums="" jj264="" wd40_19="" action="view&amp;amp;current=Pomeranian_picture.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj264/wd40_19/Pomeranian_picture.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-7524792166086870829?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/7524792166086870829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=7524792166086870829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7524792166086870829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7524792166086870829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-thursday.html' title='HAPPY THURSDAY!!!!!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-7809256809469294746</id><published>2008-02-10T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:26:35.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R6--RvjgapI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ua1aexdR-68/s1600-h/Photo+209.jpg'/><title type='text'>Me with quite a few blonde hairs.....FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day...in Orem, Utah...a girl, me, had one random crazy thought..."Blonde hair? Why the smack not?" So...I went to my friend, Kimra and said, "Hey, wassupp??? How would you like to dye my hair blonde...like all over!" She yelped with glee, "YES!" So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R6--RPjganI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MyArmD5TVdU/s320/Photo+212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165556501059758706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...4 hours later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...all my little hairs were blonde!!!...YAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R6--RvjgaoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OpidiKbCXuQ/s320/Photo+211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165556509649693314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~and that's that~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R6--RvjgapI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ua1aexdR-68/s1600-h/Photo+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R6--RvjgapI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ua1aexdR-68/s320/Photo+209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165556509649693330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~love~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS: the crazy woman in the middle behind me is my good ol' buddy Arielle! and I dyed HER hair reddish brown....dye is in the air people! And we're lovin' it!&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/266479948810960561-7809256809469294746?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/7809256809469294746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=7809256809469294746&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7809256809469294746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7809256809469294746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/02/me-with-quite-few-blonde-hairsfun.html' title='Me with quite a few blonde hairs.....FUN!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R6--RPjganI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MyArmD5TVdU/s72-c/Photo+212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-3040633210833925837</id><published>2008-01-16T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:04:30.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts as of today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156227140412294834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46ZQ-2AxrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L-MfL-Boi8Y/s320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Cheesy I know Callie...deal with it...I couldn't find another picture! Have Rudy poke me in the eye, if you must!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been life and has giving me some interesting turns especially as of late and I feel great...could always be better but the smile on my face is genuine. I'm just grateful to have a stable foundation of the church, friends and family. I'm so grateful for the past year that I've had, I wouldn't trade any of it for the world, would you? No way! For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Spending the summer in gorgeous Lake Tahoe and being out on the water almost every day and enjoying the history and nature of it! Riding jetskis and jumping off the biggest waves just to hear how loud I Grandma could scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Laughing with my sisters about something Fa just said about dogs being only one sex or accidentally almost suffocating Vosa.... (my sisters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Watching my siblings grow meanwhile yelling at them to keep the house clean or else! HAHA..."death by tickling" or..."Dad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Getting my surgery and almost dying the first night home! And trying the rest of the summer not to laugh with Chelsea or Grandma's "frogs" because I might hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Learning to love fish...yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watching Ricky and Rachelle getting married and almost passing out in the summer heat in Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Playing baseball on my birthday in 100 degree heat...with my mom being cheerleader and my grandma diving and almost breaking her hip for the ball but missing it by a hundred feet anyways...while my uncles and aunts laughed taking pictures!...we helped her up before we giggled though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Moving to Utah and experiencing living with great friends and the adventures that come with them...a black out with our dead-bolt broken and continuously falling to the floor and building a fort with Top Ramen and tables to keep "the bad people" out, diva-geekin' it to the gym, almost burning down the apt. with the candles on Suley's birthday cake, talking till 3 am after telling each other repeatedly we'd go to bed by midnight, falling for the boys next door and crying/laughing with each other after the falling ended, making big dinners just so we could invite people to come over to get to know them or arrange the marriage (it is Utah for heaven's sake)....etc. innocent stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learning to spend 4 hours in the library in order to get homework done because the adventures back home would not allow anything else to get done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Slipping and falling in the snow because I didn't realize black ice and what it means when the snow is reflecting my own image...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Falling off the bus because my limbs were to short to reach the ground and the curb was too far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin' my life. Thanks to everyone who made my 2007 a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MaryLynn&lt;br /&gt;Merlin&lt;br /&gt;ML&lt;br /&gt;Murlin&lt;br /&gt;Mele&lt;br /&gt;Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-3040633210833925837?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/3040633210833925837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=3040633210833925837&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/3040633210833925837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/3040633210833925837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/01/thoughts-as-of-today.html' title='Thoughts as of today...'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46ZQ-2AxrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L-MfL-Boi8Y/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-5519279967937975519</id><published>2008-01-16T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:42:08.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUN TIME WITH GREAT FRIENDS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46T_-2AxoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sXeiM5C2VPE/s1600-h/ale+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156221350796379778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46T_-2AxoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sXeiM5C2VPE/s320/ale+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my friend Ale...my stalker/a.k.a. greatest friend ever...recently we have discovered that talking to each other is an absolute must because it's the best and cheapest therapy there is...plus we're both long winded and know exactly how long winded conversations go....but this picture was taken her and our friend Danielle's party....LOL the things that went on...j/k...nothing drastic but it was fun nonetheless...there was food galore and tons of dancing! Awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this...this is for my husband...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156222411653301922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46U9u2AxqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Q2ZeP9GG8j8/s320/i+lust+my+hubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...JUST KIDDING...we're not really married...yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156222239854610066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Uzu2AxpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UNz9bdEhlmg/s320/david+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING! Seriously...one night him (his name is David), Ale, Kristin (his sister) were over and we all decided to play cards with me and my room mater. Well, we started playing the Girls Camp "fortune telling game" and the cards said that David married everyone else in the room (well all the girls anyways) but always he would come back to me...so we decided that because of the fickle nature of our "relationship"...the whole marriage between us both consisted of only lust not love....so we say it like it is..."I lust you"...LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(For any of my family members that are concerned...mom...dad...it's just a joke! LOL)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-5519279967937975519?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/5519279967937975519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=5519279967937975519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5519279967937975519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5519279967937975519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/01/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46T_-2AxoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sXeiM5C2VPE/s72-c/ale+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-1340125268626369494</id><published>2008-01-16T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:31:36.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' Night Out...In...both...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Sge2AxnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/j55fqP8aNRI/s1600-h/mj+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156219710118872690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Sge2AxnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/j55fqP8aNRI/s320/mj+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First weekend back, my cousin Mymers (meemers) and our friend Jessica came to visit me in Provo. We stayed up till 5 am, talking...about...stuff... laughed into hysterics, debated whether to brush our teeth and wash our faces because the exhaustion was just too much! but alas we did--heaven forbid acne...LOL...woke up, found a nice yellow boot on Mymer's truck, tried to flirt with the security guard to get out of it but found our flirting skills were useless, bought a tarp to cover the stuff in the bed (like luggage, a future mattress, etc.), had it fly wild and crazy in the back almost killing everyone on the freeway along with ourselves, went shopping (of course! it's right after Christmas! Girls got gift cards!), ate food, laughed, bonded and had loads of fun. What more could three girls ask for?...more time perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-1340125268626369494?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/1340125268626369494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=1340125268626369494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/1340125268626369494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/1340125268626369494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/01/girls-night-outinboth.html' title='Girls&apos; Night Out...In...both...'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Sge2AxnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/j55fqP8aNRI/s72-c/mj+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-2325491759639508298</id><published>2008-01-16T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:25:32.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46SIe2AxmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8Lnx5wuV9no/s1600-h/family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156219297802012258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46SIe2AxmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8Lnx5wuV9no/s320/family+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I only uploaded one...I got lazy but this is one of my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trevor took more of our hands and some, uh...rocks...too be posted later. But we had a lot of fun, the fact that I actually fit onto the stair made it that much more enjoyable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Years everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-2325491759639508298?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/2325491759639508298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=2325491759639508298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2325491759639508298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2325491759639508298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/01/family-pictures-2008.html' title='Family Pictures 2008'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46SIe2AxmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8Lnx5wuV9no/s72-c/family+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-8791844083155713135</id><published>2008-01-16T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:21:52.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS BREAK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Christmas break...oh the joys of spending them in California...where the coldest you get is 25 degrees...at night! versus 2 degrees in Utah. Survival was easy on the beautiful west side. I had a lot of fun. My first stop was in gorgeous East Bay where I spent a week with my Dad and family...I remodeled the bathroom single handedly, put the children to work, got snuggled and smothered to death by four girls all in once bed, spent time with my great-fantastic friends: Callie, Ish, Melissa reunited on a Monday night, ate good food and laughed often...here's the Pops:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156216836785751570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5O2AxhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/aho8NOZSJy4/s320/dad+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After leaving the East Bay, I went to my hometown: Sacramento...where my mother coaxed me into playing dress up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5u2AxiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/09wbFgxm03w/s1600-h/black+dress+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156216845375686178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5u2AxiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/09wbFgxm03w/s320/black+dress+front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have not worn that dress in two years...it was fun, I must admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Eve found us in Lake Tahoe, blessed be, and my poor cousin Chelsea was attacked...by R.V....Ravenous Vixen...just kidding...R.V. as in a trailer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5-2AxjI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ju9c5qDjkMA/s1600-h/attack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156216849670653490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5-2AxjI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ju9c5qDjkMA/s320/attack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She survived!!!! Completely unscathed!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5-2AxlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JTwrWR9ycU4/s1600-h/unscathed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156216849670653522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5-2AxlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JTwrWR9ycU4/s320/unscathed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well almost...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas morning was beautiful and gorgeous! It was great to be reunited with my fam...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156216849670653506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5-2AxkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YwJIZJJvzj0/s320/christmas+fam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh, I love my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-8791844083155713135?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/8791844083155713135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=8791844083155713135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8791844083155713135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8791844083155713135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-break.html' title='CHRISTMAS BREAK!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46P5O2AxhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/aho8NOZSJy4/s72-c/dad+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-9141144165061252790</id><published>2008-01-16T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:10:31.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Box and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a box...with me inside of it...you see, one night my good friend/room mate Suley was moving out. While she was in her bathroom packing up necessities like: toothpaste, toilet paper, a couple rubber duckies...I decided to play with the box and before you knew it, I was inside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156214143841256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Nce2AxcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cOLTC-jG1ZE/s320/box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...and broke it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Ncu2AxdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dDjo7Hf0D2s/s1600-h/broken+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156214148136224210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Ncu2AxdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dDjo7Hf0D2s/s320/broken+box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...but did that stop me from my next fantastic plan!? Never!...Our friend Douglas, you may remember him from previous blog entries, was down the hall...exhausted from pushing boxes this way and that (Suley did have about a million), and me, distracted by the wonders an empty box could bring... decided that that night, he would have an extra special box...the-now-broken-box-but-taped-together-to-hold-me-inside-of-it-kind-of-a-box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Nc-2AxeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/le7PLKCuSHI/s1600-h/doug+and+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156214152431191522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Nc-2AxeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/le7PLKCuSHI/s320/doug+and+box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He huffed and he puffed, kicked it around a bit and once inside...he warily poked at it right before I jumped out and cried, "SURPRISE!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wonders of cardboard...oh got to love the life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Nc-2AxfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/54AGp_UnVAM/s1600-h/surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156214152431191538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Nc-2AxfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/54AGp_UnVAM/s320/surprise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-9141144165061252790?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/9141144165061252790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=9141144165061252790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/9141144165061252790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/9141144165061252790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2008/01/box-and-me.html' title='The Box and Me'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R46Nce2AxcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cOLTC-jG1ZE/s72-c/box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-4745457554659924578</id><published>2007-11-29T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:08:53.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah'/><title type='text'>Poem while in Utah</title><content type='html'>Outside at night&lt;br /&gt;cup of water in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;water chills to a frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--only in Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside at night&lt;br /&gt;our breath freezing in midair&lt;br /&gt;my cup of water is thawing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I hate warm water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10-17-07, MaryLynn Hingano)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-4745457554659924578?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/4745457554659924578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=4745457554659924578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/4745457554659924578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/4745457554659924578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-poemabout-utah.html' title='Poem while in Utah'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-4889493582219390165</id><published>2007-11-20T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:51:57.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0NV2BOMdiI/AAAAAAAAADA/IvOXXbi97ew/s1600-h/PB190012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135042386661766690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0NV2BOMdiI/AAAAAAAAADA/IvOXXbi97ew/s320/PB190012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135042859108169266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0NWRhOMdjI/AAAAAAAAADI/9V8eO_Gs13E/s320/PB190005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0NVpBOMdhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u-CY3B2B3bw/s1600-h/PB190013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135042163323467282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0NVpBOMdhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u-CY3B2B3bw/s320/PB190013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a crazy night...but Alejandra, David and Kristen came to visit me at my ward's F.H.E. where we did our own little version of Mandy Moore's "Only Hope" from A Walk to Remember. David was Mandy, I was the pianist, Ally did the dancing (same move repeatedly) and Kristen was our paparazzi!! We won an award: Best choreography....with David on a piano singing female vocals...everybody wins!! Thanks guys for making my night awesome!!&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/266479948810960561-4889493582219390165?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/4889493582219390165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=4889493582219390165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/4889493582219390165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/4889493582219390165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/11/california-reunion.html' title='California Reunion'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0NV2BOMdiI/AAAAAAAAADA/IvOXXbi97ew/s72-c/PB190012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-7095674359184009517</id><published>2007-11-18T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:28:23.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0Ed7BOMdgI/AAAAAAAAACw/rM6B8z17-so/s1600-h/PB180073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0Ed7BOMdgI/AAAAAAAAACw/rM6B8z17-so/s320/PB180073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134417949956535810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a message and dedication to those I love...mainly my family! Mom and Trevor I miss you like none other! I think about you constantly. Dad and Taufa, ofa atu! Fa and Vosa...remember to keep me proud and know that I love you 100%...no matter how C-LOW Fa is! All the rest of my brothers and sisters, you are all so special to me individually--I can't stop talking about you whenever people ask me about my family. Misi Lahi: ofa lahi atu! Grandma Dird, Grandpa Foulk and Nanny thank you for everything, I can't love you all enough!! (Sorry, I had a sentimental moment and I had to tell you all!) Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-7095674359184009517?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/7095674359184009517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=7095674359184009517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7095674359184009517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/7095674359184009517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/11/special-dedication.html' title='Special Dedication'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0Ed7BOMdgI/AAAAAAAAACw/rM6B8z17-so/s72-c/PB180073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-2728839107640826381</id><published>2007-11-18T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:20:26.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIR FORCE BALL (special dedication to Sister Quezada)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday, 11-17, I was invited to go to my friend Suley's Air Force Ball, being that she is a Srgnt. in the US Air Force...let me tell you about it, this is a blog is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ETABOMdfI/AAAAAAAAACo/8a2atmmC57Q/s1600-h/PB170069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ETABOMdfI/AAAAAAAAACo/8a2atmmC57Q/s320/PB170069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134405941227976178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture (above)...but some...disagree and prefer the one below...please tell me which one you all prefer. The debate must be settled! (thanks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ESUhOMddI/AAAAAAAAACY/Jw50GXV5m5w/s1600-h/PB170068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ESUhOMddI/AAAAAAAAACY/Jw50GXV5m5w/s320/PB170068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134405193903666642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, to continue with the night...Doug, Suley, Me and Patrick enjoyed a three course meal of salad, chicken and raspberry cheesecake...we experienced "the grog", "mess" and a whole lot of saluting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our Air Force pose...serious and all...well except for Douglas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ESMxOMdcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yhYBHNjdxI0/s1600-h/PB170067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ESMxOMdcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yhYBHNjdxI0/s320/PB170067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134405060759680450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to songs like "Whip it" and "Twist and Shout" how could we resist pulling out our crazy sides?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ESBBOMdbI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZvwJPXPH2Y4/s1600-h/PB170066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ESBBOMdbI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZvwJPXPH2Y4/s320/PB170066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134404858896217522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my dear friend, Srgnt. Suley Negron...it was awesome seeing her all fancy, standing at attention and saluting. I was ecstatic, can't you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ER0BOMdaI/AAAAAAAAACA/dj0YxD_XVug/s1600-h/PB170065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ER0BOMdaI/AAAAAAAAACA/dj0YxD_XVug/s320/PB170065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134404635557918114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Patrick...again. We played nice for a couple of hours, all for Suley, we were back to bickering as soon as we loaded these pictures. (Hence the debate, refer above.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ERmxOMdZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7Bx8QryHF2c/s1600-h/PB170064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ERmxOMdZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7Bx8QryHF2c/s320/PB170064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134404407924651410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All four of us during "recess".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ERdBOMdYI/AAAAAAAAABw/VIB74jWYolI/s1600-h/PB170063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ERdBOMdYI/AAAAAAAAABw/VIB74jWYolI/s320/PB170063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134404240420926850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aw. The happy couple. Isn't Suley gorgeous? I can't tell Doug that, his head might explode. he's limited to one compliment a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ERKhOMdXI/AAAAAAAAABo/4JCUnd3nDtw/s1600-h/PB170062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ERKhOMdXI/AAAAAAAAABo/4JCUnd3nDtw/s320/PB170062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134403922593346930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the night was a success. I found and bought my dress hours before the event for $20! I got home, painted my nails, did my hair, threw on the good ol' face paint and was out the door. Tons of fun, first time at the Wilkinson center, an Air Force Ball and I loved every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-2728839107640826381?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/2728839107640826381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=2728839107640826381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2728839107640826381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2728839107640826381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-sister-quezada.html' title='AIR FORCE BALL (special dedication to Sister Quezada)'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/R0ETABOMdfI/AAAAAAAAACo/8a2atmmC57Q/s72-c/PB170069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-3025341361646567680</id><published>2007-11-12T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:51:02.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcia Lynn McClure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean romance'/><title type='text'>Marcia Lynn McClure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO i'm kind of OBSESSED with Marcia Lynn McClure....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;For those who do not know about her, I have recently introduced them to Callie and Ish, my grandmother, my siblings and anyone who will listen...but now I proclaim her to YOU ALL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Marcia Lynn McClure is a clean romance author. I practically own every book but 15...but okay. I own all the novels/big books. And am working all the rest...ALRIGHT! I have 9! But anyways...my favorites are the first four...with a little more love for the * ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heavenly Surrender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Boy from Ireland moves to America. Puts ad out for wife because he doesn't want to deal with all the mushy stuff but only needs help with labor and farming. Woman accepts ad to escape social life in Chicago. Both are in fear the other will be heinous but accept that it would be better there's no attraction. Well, too bad so sad, they are immediately attracted to eachother and for the rest of the novel till the end try to fight it. Meanwhile, some mean Mexican cowboys want Breven's land so they harrass him and her but all ends well. Filled with humor and love. Who could ask for more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dusty Britches***...**************************...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Charming sweep you your feet Cowboy named Ryder...(name of my future son) and bitter but sassy girl named Dusty. She grew up with a crush on him, he left, broke her heart but has come back to reclaim it...or has he? There is that girl from the last ranch he cowboyed at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Shackles of Honor*************************...***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;An arranged marriage between Mason Carlisle (also the name of a future son) and Cassidy something...Anyhow, she hates him because he seems callous and even mroe so because she's attracted to him and he has some other girl or whatever. While all the drama is taking place, a secret conspiracy lurks in the background. Invisible eyes in the corner of Cassidy's room, disappearing items and heard but not seen breathing...all a mystery. Quite intense sometimes and I love it. Cassidy is quite emotional but lovable all the same. Mason is a knee weakener and heartwarmer...hilarious sometimes as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Visions of Ransom Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A curious girl finds an intriguing Hermit with a massive beard. She shaves it and finds he's extremely handsome. She also always gets him into trouble whether she's falling on him from high places, tripping him, getting him shot or making him be extroverted. She's endearing and him interesting. She's full of life and he's not and both always find themselves running into eachother. But there's another boy named Jerome who loves her. Will she choose Ransom or Jerome? Questions questions questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;All are historical CLEAN romances. Let me say that one more time...CLEAN! The only thing in these are lots of smooching but no graphic detail or anything like that. Not smutty or lustful but romantic. Alright. Later Peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Want to give her a read? go to marcialynnmcclure.com ...do it, you know you wanna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-3025341361646567680?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/3025341361646567680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=3025341361646567680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/3025341361646567680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/3025341361646567680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/11/marcia-lynn-mcclure.html' title='Marcia Lynn McClure'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-4452050218813408855</id><published>2007-11-12T14:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:31:48.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP CALLIE!!!</title><content type='html'>I've been freakin' tagged...and according to Callie's blog means I ahve to write seven? random things about myself...alright...let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smack the dog...can't think of a bloomin' "random" thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#01. Lately I've noticed, I like to sleep in a straight...and i mean STRAIGHT line on my stomach. My legs are crossed to the ankles and my hands are folded and tucked under me...and I know I sleep like this because I wake up in the middle of the night, screaming in excruciating pain because the blood has been cut off to four of my limbs...it's painful to be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;#02. When I'm feeling any extreme amount of emotion or the tempature is too warm but I'm cold...my cheeks and ears blaze...I don't have the ability to blush but gosh darn if I can't fry an egg on my face.&lt;br /&gt;#03. I suck at basketball...horrible...flitting fairy on drugs in flight when I try to shoot a lay up...holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;#04. I like peanut butter on anything...apples, pancakes...apples...&lt;br /&gt;#05. I watched a whole episode of "Barney and friends" on Saturday while eating apples and peanut butter....&lt;br /&gt;#06. If there is ever anything embarrassing that has happened or will happen, I've done it or secretly have planned to in my sub-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;#07. And I love the smell of new shoes, petroleum gas (not to be confused with human-manufactured but CAR fuel!) and hate the smell of new babies...I think everyone is high when they say that...they smell like poop, drool and puke people!! GOSH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's it...and I don't know who to tag...but if the federation ran by me says its okay...it's time for Callie to get tagged AGAIN!!!! HAHAH!! revenge is sweet...and ISHERS...get with it!!! I'm bloggin...you blog too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-4452050218813408855?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/4452050218813408855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=4452050218813408855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/4452050218813408855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/4452050218813408855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/11/crap-callie.html' title='CRAP CALLIE!!!'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-2190518372634734446</id><published>2007-11-12T13:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:38:17.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Twister Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is my friend Patrick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let me explain how this went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132067198616667890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/RzjD7SD7BvI/AAAAAAAAABM/OFVgRyC5lrs/s320/11-12-07+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patrick and I became friends when Suley, my room mate and Doug, his brother started dating. At first it was casual acquaintance chit-chat: "How was your day?" "May I borrow some sugar?" "Suley and Doug are such a darling couple" "My mom used to make me wash the walls" "Interesting, mine used the toilet as a time out spot". Anyways, as time went on and our apartments became constant "Mi casa su casa" kind of deals...the verbal exchange turned into: "You're so lammeeezz" "Boring!" "You're not very good at this studying thing" and what not. So because of this we decided to take the abuse to the mat...the TWISTER mat...it was to be a match to end all other matches...a twist-to-the-death per say. There was some shoving, pushing, verbal threats issued and limbs being dangerously pulled and tweaked to hit "green" "yellow" "red" or "blue". But after what seemed an eternal couple of minutes...someone fell in a heap of tears and tyrannical tantrum and the other laughed hysterically...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CHAMPION: Me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132067099832420066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/RzjD1iD7BuI/AAAAAAAAABE/l80JnlWNN_g/s320/11-12-07+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some of the other Twister Battlers were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cammie and George&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAMPION: George&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(took Cammie's strategy and nudged her off the mat and felt bad for it the rest of the night...oh the pains of Twister success.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132067001048172242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/RzjDvyD7BtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WMA1AQkvUNw/s320/11-12-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and Suley and Doug&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/RzjDqiD7BsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XI2JXXkHTKc/s1600-h/11-12-07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132066910853859010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/RzjDqiD7BsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XI2JXXkHTKc/s320/11-12-07+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I battled with Doug and basically it turned into an all-out brawl. A 2 out of 3 brawl. The man cannot stand to lose so instead invades your space, takes over the mat...he is a taller fellow...and not gently nudges you off, not slightly pushes you down but shoves you off as if you were a piece of nothing. So, competivity levels were at their highest. At one point I wasn't sure I'd make it out alive with an elbow up my nose and a knee in my back, but all is well...with lucks help I won out! And now Doug will have ugly children...a wager he just couldn't handle. Good luck, Suley!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-2190518372634734446?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/2190518372634734446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=2190518372634734446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2190518372634734446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/2190518372634734446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/11/twister-experience.html' title='A Twister Experience'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/RzjD7SD7BvI/AAAAAAAAABM/OFVgRyC5lrs/s72-c/11-12-07+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-5963376133289278459</id><published>2007-10-30T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:25:33.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Associated Content</title><content type='html'>View my page at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/user/125343/marylynn_hingano.html"&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.com/user/125343/marylynn_hingano.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-5963376133289278459?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/5963376133289278459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=5963376133289278459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5963376133289278459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/5963376133289278459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/10/associated-content.html' title='Associated Content'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-8146756040409923577</id><published>2007-10-18T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:17:57.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/Rxfbau-Dl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/L1SLboAfNRc/s1600-h/Me+flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122804353488623554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/Rxfbau-Dl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/L1SLboAfNRc/s320/Me+flying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "She can fly, she can fly, she can flyyyyyyyyy!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-8146756040409923577?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/8146756040409923577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=8146756040409923577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8146756040409923577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/8146756040409923577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/10/she-can-fly-she-can-fly-she-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/Rxfbau-Dl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/L1SLboAfNRc/s72-c/Me+flying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266479948810960561.post-6797771463784509519</id><published>2007-10-18T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:12:59.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the title, "What the crap, Dora?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Alright, so let me tell you a little somethin' somethin'...I am not Dora...not Dora the Explorer or a Nickelodeon spokesperson. I cannot count how many times people with their children have come up to me while I attempt to eat some good ol' fashion Panda Express and say "Oh you look just like Dora! My daughter worships her..." cute, I know but oh my word, the girl on the TV screen goes on for twenty minutes about a blanket...were the writer's high when they wrote this? I can handle "the fetus"...it's a weird endearment...credited to Ish, Callie, Dianna and Melissa. I can handle Lilo, she's pretty much amazing at the age of five so whatever, I'm honored and heaven help us all, I can handle...Merlin...but that's it! Dora is where I draw the line. So, because I'm passionately adverse to Miss Dora, I added her in my title--don't ask why, I just did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Anyways--enjoy the blog, it'll be crazy amounts of fun. And hats off to Miss Callie because I created this after repeated suggestions that I do so, lots of love girl!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;LATER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/266479948810960561-6797771463784509519?l=thefetus1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/feeds/6797771463784509519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=266479948810960561&amp;postID=6797771463784509519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/6797771463784509519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/266479948810960561/posts/default/6797771463784509519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefetus1987.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-title-what-crap-dora.html' title='Why the title, &quot;What the crap, Dora?&quot;'/><author><name>Merlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475155988235734549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5f7yfpXBo_E/SQd2EP00ThI/AAAAAAAAALg/KdpYx0Fl9-o/S220/marylynn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
