<?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-5376321715005862569</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:43:47.959-08:00</updated><category term='Midwest living'/><category term='running'/><title type='text'>Three Men and a Mommy The Adventures of the Godfreys.</title><subtitle type='html'>a short sometimes detailed view into my world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6929247605969277688</id><published>2011-08-24T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T12:16:26.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My BABY isn't a baby any more! Look at him! He is walking around and being completly adorable. What am I going to do? I think cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9rWabZtvf0/TlVOCstcBHI/AAAAAAAADPo/6OyUoY3NnOU/s1600/BG1-0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9rWabZtvf0/TlVOCstcBHI/AAAAAAAADPo/6OyUoY3NnOU/s400/BG1-0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Benson. Even if you are into everything, and you think the sign "MILK" means "WANT NOW!". You are a joy. LOVE!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6929247605969277688?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6929247605969277688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6929247605969277688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6929247605969277688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6929247605969277688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-baby-isnt-baby-any-more-look-at-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9rWabZtvf0/TlVOCstcBHI/AAAAAAAADPo/6OyUoY3NnOU/s72-c/BG1-0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-542480919978724538</id><published>2011-04-17T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:41:25.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>Oh the joy of Oklahoma. We may have missed out on the tornado's but don't worry we had pretty sever grass fires. We ended up helping out some friends who had been evacuated because of emergency personnel. Makes me nervous. Matt wants to get a safe room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have some fun this weekend though which was great! Saturday the winds calmed down long enough for the annual hospital Easter egg hunt... which is really, "Look! We threw 13,264 candy filled eggs on the lawn! Clean them up now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2EIYROSsoQc/TauGCXR0xmI/AAAAAAAADIg/DFhds0awkpw/s1600/DSCN1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2EIYROSsoQc/TauGCXR0xmI/AAAAAAAADIg/DFhds0awkpw/s400/DSCN1949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596714337104610914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did.  But the waiting just about killed us.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rh7rLtvcLbM/TauGCuBky_I/AAAAAAAADIo/ef18dFurUMQ/s1600/DSCN1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rh7rLtvcLbM/TauGCuBky_I/AAAAAAAADIo/ef18dFurUMQ/s400/DSCN1946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596714343210470386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLuACKIkEVM/TauIinP7q1I/AAAAAAAADJI/-QRIn7VTGSU/s1600/DSCN1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLuACKIkEVM/TauIinP7q1I/AAAAAAAADJI/-QRIn7VTGSU/s400/DSCN1959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596717090170710866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhJdB5r5iy8/TauHkELAdpI/AAAAAAAADI4/02JrdUi5I8A/s1600/DSCN1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhJdB5r5iy8/TauHkELAdpI/AAAAAAAADI4/02JrdUi5I8A/s400/DSCN1956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596716015602923154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUTl8QpmaQI/TauHkU9kt6I/AAAAAAAADJA/oXBrUYgvbgw/s1600/DSCN1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUTl8QpmaQI/TauHkU9kt6I/AAAAAAAADJA/oXBrUYgvbgw/s400/DSCN1964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596716020109981602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a lot of fun. They had some of those giant blow up toys, bounce house, slide and a gauntlet style obstacle course. Very gladiator. Very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I am getting crazy.  I said to myself, You know self... you make a lot of crafts and your house is turning into craft house... you should stop... NO WAY dream on self...ok well you got to do something bout it all... ok I will start to sell them self... you win.  SO.... I am. check out my other blog.&lt;a href="http://missmelissboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt; MissMelissBoutique.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-542480919978724538?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/542480919978724538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=542480919978724538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/542480919978724538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/542480919978724538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-egg-hunt.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2EIYROSsoQc/TauGCXR0xmI/AAAAAAAADIg/DFhds0awkpw/s72-c/DSCN1949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2929343186154775984</id><published>2011-04-01T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:18:10.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't I have a cute background once?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2929343186154775984?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2929343186154775984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2929343186154775984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2929343186154775984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2929343186154775984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/didnt-i-have-cute-background-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7087000066341715491</id><published>2011-03-20T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T16:16:52.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I figured out that I can put pictures that were on my phone on to the computer this week. . . I know I am cool like that. So I thought I would share a few of my faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one makes me laugh my head off! Gabe had just moved into his big boy bed and also learned how to get out of it.  well I was not going to back down from nap time still... so I locked him in his room.... I may or may not still do this... Anyway, he banged on the door, no answer and eventually decided he would well... you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idv4_poWBtw/TYaJAADpUMI/AAAAAAAADCk/EpSdykBxRIc/s1600/SSPX0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idv4_poWBtw/TYaJAADpUMI/AAAAAAAADCk/EpSdykBxRIc/s400/SSPX0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586303020907974850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This sweet picture of Benson on his blessing day. He is so sweet and tiny and is so comfy on Aunt Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MsnwVj12YT4/TYaI_jgEKAI/AAAAAAAADCU/LbHgdhqKEOA/s1600/SSPX0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MsnwVj12YT4/TYaI_jgEKAI/AAAAAAAADCU/LbHgdhqKEOA/s400/SSPX0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586303013242546178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monster sticker fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcDWpXPR1uM/TYaI_wQ1QHI/AAAAAAAADCc/o9NG-0TuTBA/s1600/SSPX0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcDWpXPR1uM/TYaI_wQ1QHI/AAAAAAAADCc/o9NG-0TuTBA/s400/SSPX0143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586303016668315762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in OKC at a wedding reception and the sun was setting, and my two (at the time) boys were playing. So pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uY-2ZVNY1sE/TYaI_L1OyhI/AAAAAAAADCE/ggIKO6StpiU/s1600/SSPX0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uY-2ZVNY1sE/TYaI_L1OyhI/AAAAAAAADCE/ggIKO6StpiU/s400/SSPX0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586303006888872466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gabe and Benson Brothers in Birthday hats!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjjKgzL8ZII/TYaI_a00_AI/AAAAAAAADCM/vPj3JcmzcdI/s1600/SSPX0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjjKgzL8ZII/TYaI_a00_AI/AAAAAAAADCM/vPj3JcmzcdI/s400/SSPX0039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586303010913713154" 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/5376321715005862569-7087000066341715491?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7087000066341715491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7087000066341715491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7087000066341715491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7087000066341715491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-figured-out-that-i-can-put-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idv4_poWBtw/TYaJAADpUMI/AAAAAAAADCk/EpSdykBxRIc/s72-c/SSPX0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6441567069175419004</id><published>2011-03-13T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:01:18.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one week at a time</title><content type='html'>I think I should Post some AMAZING photos of Bell Book and Candle, that  play I was in that took up all of my craft, cleaning, and mommy time up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tim Kerbo. He played Shepard Henderson, opposite of me. He was SOOO great to work with. I am so thankful that he was cast. I learned so much from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfs5jzj4OBw/TX2DLuGccII/AAAAAAAADAw/1K4reBf_K14/s1600/DSCN1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfs5jzj4OBw/TX2DLuGccII/AAAAAAAADAw/1K4reBf_K14/s400/DSCN1761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583763350386143362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me... I am upside down... Why am I upside down?  Well now all of you can see me by standing up and turning yourself on your noggin.  Good job.  Look at those eyebrows!  Oh to wear fake eyelashes and flood pant all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JS4fBQvEbtQ/TX2DLeiTZsI/AAAAAAAADAo/Y5AgZOGR2l4/s1600/DSCN1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JS4fBQvEbtQ/TX2DLeiTZsI/AAAAAAAADAo/Y5AgZOGR2l4/s400/DSCN1762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583763346208024258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well there are some other "AMAZING" ones in the paper... I hate that...  When everyone gets to see the WORST pictures EVER of you.  Don't you  just LOVE THAT?! Oh well at least the ugly side of me gets to be famous.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New goal.  CRAFT all the time.  Ignore my children and let the house FALL apart!  Don't you think it is a great idea?! Seriously folks. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-foSlguFyU5U/TX2ATrO68MI/AAAAAAAADAg/8LNoFXk3ssw/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-foSlguFyU5U/TX2ATrO68MI/AAAAAAAADAg/8LNoFXk3ssw/s400/IMG_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583760188520460482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amazing Typography board....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnV6AINA72I/TX2ATVhnHRI/AAAAAAAADAY/VbZd_zhR7ig/s1600/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnV6AINA72I/TX2ATVhnHRI/AAAAAAAADAY/VbZd_zhR7ig/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583760182693272850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLVkw8qomEM/TX2ATG-r5_I/AAAAAAAADAQ/E5b8ap2uMG8/s1600/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLVkw8qomEM/TX2ATG-r5_I/AAAAAAAADAQ/E5b8ap2uMG8/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583760178788689906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I LOVE my CRICUT!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6441567069175419004?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6441567069175419004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6441567069175419004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6441567069175419004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6441567069175419004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-week-at-time.html' title='one week at a time'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfs5jzj4OBw/TX2DLuGccII/AAAAAAAADAw/1K4reBf_K14/s72-c/DSCN1761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6260011408681686532</id><published>2011-03-06T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:35:06.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VBduckyXKg/TXRDaOF4wLI/AAAAAAAAC_k/88hY2eO3AjA/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VBduckyXKg/TXRDaOF4wLI/AAAAAAAAC_k/88hY2eO3AjA/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581159955957334194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOfpqRgKQOQ/TXRDZ42H9DI/AAAAAAAAC_c/WqmIZHem95Q/s1600/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOfpqRgKQOQ/TXRDZ42H9DI/AAAAAAAAC_c/WqmIZHem95Q/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581159950254076978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this "horrible" snow storm here last month... I am laughing.... School was closed for 4 days and my rehearsal was canceled for 2, and it melted and was clear by the 3rd... But Gabe had so much fun throwing snow balls at the brick wall. He was frozen solid by the time we made him go inside.  Poor Benson was confused.  But besides being out a car for a week and being really bugged that Oklahoma was so lame about a little snow, we escaped with no major damage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6260011408681686532?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6260011408681686532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6260011408681686532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6260011408681686532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6260011408681686532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-had-this-horrible-snow-storm-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VBduckyXKg/TXRDaOF4wLI/AAAAAAAAC_k/88hY2eO3AjA/s72-c/IMG_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-5956030297525727780</id><published>2011-02-01T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:33:38.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making an effort</title><content type='html'>OK. Here I am again.  I have been busy as you can imagine. Lots of things have transpired and that means generally the blog gets left out the mix.  Want a quick update?&lt;br /&gt;Matt is in the bishopric, so Sundays are and have been CRAZY! (which is normally the perfect blogging time, but not so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I was in a musical called The 25th annual Puttnam County Spelling Bee. That took up a lot of my weekdays... ok ALL of my weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in another play called Bell Book and Candle, and that seems to be taking up ALL my days... not just night time.  So much work, but soo fun!&lt;br /&gt;We have been exploring out new State a little bit more and have been here and there and back a few times.&lt;br /&gt;And a few other fun and not fun things that have happened in the last 7 months... yes 7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-5956030297525727780?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5956030297525727780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=5956030297525727780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5956030297525727780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5956030297525727780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/02/making-effort.html' title='Making an effort'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1590283464306664402</id><published>2011-02-01T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:23:59.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. I am a terrible blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1590283464306664402?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1590283464306664402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1590283464306664402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1590283464306664402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1590283464306664402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2011/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2127706680584781409</id><published>2010-07-31T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:08:31.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Anouncement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TFSQmvB1rBI/AAAAAAAAC24/LWCFBNxh29c/s1600/Benson+Blog-p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TFSQmvB1rBI/AAAAAAAAC24/LWCFBNxh29c/s400/Benson+Blog-p001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500180040059825170" 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/5376321715005862569-2127706680584781409?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2127706680584781409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2127706680584781409&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2127706680584781409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2127706680584781409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-anouncement.html' title='Baby Anouncement'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TFSQmvB1rBI/AAAAAAAAC24/LWCFBNxh29c/s72-c/Benson+Blog-p001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-921917740403207549</id><published>2010-07-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T11:55:54.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benson Carl Godfrey</title><content type='html'>WELCOME BENSON!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1ngP6ufI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/Op24mMaD-dA/s1600/DSCN0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1ngP6ufI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/Op24mMaD-dA/s320/DSCN0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493465335761385970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  On June 25th at 6.00 Matt and I went to the hospital, where I was induced into labor.  I can't believe how smoothly everything went and before I could push a second time Benson was born at 1.20 pm.  He weighed 7lbs and 5oz and was 20 inches long.  He is perfectly healthy and is already on a pretty good schedule and will be sleeping through the night before long... (right?)&lt;br /&gt;We were so blessed to have my Momma Lisa, BrotherJosh, and Sister Toni for the next week. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1pgTZr3I/AAAAAAAAC2w/jbu7-DYcZME/s1600/DSCN0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1pgTZr3I/AAAAAAAAC2w/jbu7-DYcZME/s320/DSCN0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493465370135736178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1omgCstI/AAAAAAAAC2g/tVTbmLU--14/s1600/DSCN0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1omgCstI/AAAAAAAAC2g/tVTbmLU--14/s320/DSCN0740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493465354619499218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gabe was thrilled too.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell Gabe and Ben will be best friends already,  Gabe Loves his baby brother and hasn't tried to harm him in any way... yet.  I hope it stays that way.  More to come later, when I have a little more time and a nap under my belt. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1pAYlIYI/AAAAAAAAC2o/88G-1j3Xl2I/s1600/DSCN0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1pAYlIYI/AAAAAAAAC2o/88G-1j3Xl2I/s320/DSCN0716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493465361567523202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1oDI5IXI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/PtxfbREDDiI/s1600/DSCN0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1oDI5IXI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/PtxfbREDDiI/s320/DSCN0728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493465345127162226" 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/5376321715005862569-921917740403207549?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/921917740403207549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=921917740403207549&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/921917740403207549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/921917740403207549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/07/benson-carl-godfrey.html' title='Benson Carl Godfrey'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/TDy1ngP6ufI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/Op24mMaD-dA/s72-c/DSCN0703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7612028710172583089</id><published>2010-06-24T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:18:35.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIP HIP HOORAY! TOMORROW IS THE BIG DAY!</title><content type='html'>SWEET CHOCOLATE BARS!  It is time everyone... time for my blog to be taken over again by sweet pictures of new baby... Well tomorrow that is.  We will be heading to the Hospital at 6am and wont leave until I no longer have a child in my womb. end of story.   I feel huge, my back hurts, it is 105 degrees today and I can't eat anything but cookies, so I am pretty exited to be done, done of course not really the right word... We will keep you all posted as soon as we can.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still no name yet... so we will call him Baby Brother for now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7612028710172583089?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7612028710172583089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7612028710172583089&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7612028710172583089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7612028710172583089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/06/hip-hip-hooray-tomorrow-is-big-day.html' title='HIP HIP HOORAY! TOMORROW IS THE BIG DAY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1257699126762220750</id><published>2010-05-11T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:40:28.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;My birthday.  I got breakfast in bed.  My boys made me muffins and fresh fruit, if you can't tell it was arranged on the plate like a smiley face with the grapes making curly hair. Oh boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/559e6ec07739b498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/559e6ec07739b498.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Matt what are you looking for?" Melissa asks.&lt;br /&gt;Matt continues raiding the cupboards with out responding.&lt;br /&gt;"Matt, we don't have any cake mixes."&lt;br /&gt;"What!  How can you not have any cake mixes in the house?" gasps Matt.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I don't make cakes very often, and when I do, I enjoy creating them from scratch darling."&lt;br /&gt;"Well I guess I will have to enjoy that too." Matt states. And so it was, Matt made me the most delicious cake ever, from scratch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/9c8f81451cedfdbf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/9c8f81451cedfdbf.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/a3b61eceeb01f161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/a3b61eceeb01f161.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;And Max and Gabe wore party hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/959dd5d9f299a5d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/e20bc03d72843f88513621a8a8a7c8ae/image/959dd5d9f299a5d9.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1257699126762220750?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1257699126762220750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1257699126762220750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1257699126762220750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1257699126762220750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1831852591917395743</id><published>2010-05-11T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:39:45.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our new favorite thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Our new favorite thing is throwing rocks in the pond.  It doesn't really matter how big the pond it or how long we have to drive to get there, we love it. AND we could do it for hours...and hours... and yes hours, and we do. In fact any variation of this works too. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Throwing&lt;/span&gt; rocks at a bottle, throwing bread to the ducks, throwing balls at our friends heads we like it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/65dba171b5c83121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/65dba171b5c83121.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Mount Scott, it is the highest Mountain in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wichita&lt;/span&gt; Mountains.  We still haven't found a way to hike up it, only drive, which makes it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/5430239dd15d4aeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/5430239dd15d4aeb.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;See more throwing.  We had an evil goose chase us down and ended up having to need a stick to push it away from us, no personal space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/6c3a8c8ea6570854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/6c3a8c8ea6570854.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh we love it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/c1026526cf21948c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2428/133fdac8eb88e621d43bac0904cd903d/image/c1026526cf21948c.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1831852591917395743?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1831852591917395743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1831852591917395743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1831852591917395743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1831852591917395743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-new-favorite-thing.html' title='our new favorite thing.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2414775506775875819</id><published>2010-03-11T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:08:57.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We went on vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Yes.  We went on vacation. We being Matt and I.  No Gabe.  It was very very very fun.  We had so many things to celebrate and so we kinda rolled it all into one very fun vacation.  First Matt graduated from school.  That is a big thing, second it will be our 5 year anniversary in July and third, we will have two children in July and then we will really be tied down.  So Bahamas here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb5KENW9I/AAAAAAAAC0g/nQe1d0WP8Bk/s1600-h/DSCN0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb5KENW9I/AAAAAAAAC0g/nQe1d0WP8Bk/s400/DSCN0326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We choose a cruise for this fun fun event, and I am glad we did.  Matt and I have very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; vacation styles and this suited both of us very nicely, not to mention that Matt was sick the first day and he slept and I played... with out him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb5rT_R1I/AAAAAAAAC0o/REnaR_5X1WY/s1600-h/DSCN0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb5rT_R1I/AAAAAAAAC0o/REnaR_5X1WY/s400/DSCN0318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is our cruise ship. I think it was the smallest one at the Nassau port, the largest being the GIANT BEAST "The Oasis" which was about 3 times the size of ours.  But we were happy all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb5xuogVI/AAAAAAAAC0w/dKCMhwQ9JB4/s1600-h/DSCN0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb5xuogVI/AAAAAAAAC0w/dKCMhwQ9JB4/s400/DSCN0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Matt wishing he were as brave as his pregnant wife and go swimming in the ocean.  (he wasn't) But the beaches really are something else!  I kind of can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how beautiful it was there, and also how warm and fun the ocean was.  I played in the waves and got tossed and thrown around in the current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb6FGBt_I/AAAAAAAAC04/J5ezsHlPVfA/s1600-h/DSCN0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb6FGBt_I/AAAAAAAAC04/J5ezsHlPVfA/s400/DSCN0328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Oh the food.  Seriously. My favorite thing ended up being that you could order 5 or 6 or 15 of whatever you wanted and they would just keep bringing you all the food you wanted/ordered, and then you just walked away with a thank you. &lt;br /&gt;Vacation=Success.  Now if only we could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-vacation ourselves, any suggestions?&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2414775506775875819?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2414775506775875819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2414775506775875819&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2414775506775875819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2414775506775875819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-went-on-vacation.html' title='We went on vacation'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lb5KENW9I/AAAAAAAAC0g/nQe1d0WP8Bk/s72-c/DSCN0326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8476768024730550192</id><published>2010-03-11T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:30:14.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OKC zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;While we were on vacation, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Matt's&lt;/span&gt; parents came down and watched Gabe.  He is now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; spoiled and has to be re-trained &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;entirely&lt;/span&gt;, but still very worth it.&lt;br /&gt;When we took them back to the airport on Tuesday we went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OKC&lt;/span&gt; zoo.  Here are some highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgpL3PbHI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Eg4CZeUJ9kY/s1600-h/DSCN0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgpL3PbHI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Eg4CZeUJ9kY/s400/DSCN0339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mom, Dad, Gabe riding on an elephant. Oh the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgpTRwLsI/AAAAAAAAC1I/fXvfrpjIwmk/s1600-h/DSCN0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgpTRwLsI/AAAAAAAAC1I/fXvfrpjIwmk/s400/DSCN0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Grandpa, Grandma, Gabe riding on an elephant. Double the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgprey0KI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/S8DRQtxJMa8/s1600-h/DSCN0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgprey0KI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/S8DRQtxJMa8/s400/DSCN0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I am not sure what is going on in this picture.  It looks like Gabe might jump off with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Matt's&lt;/span&gt; hair in his hand, I think it is because the baby giraffe and his family were out and about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgp3IGPOI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/EHuWyt7Ltdo/s1600-h/DSCN0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgp3IGPOI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/EHuWyt7Ltdo/s400/DSCN0350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Gabe really really wanted to give the big cuddly bear a hug.  To bad he is behind a 2 inch unbreakable glass partition.&lt;br /&gt;We were very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to Matts parents for coming and helping us go on our cruise.  We had never left Gabe behind and It was so nice to know that he was very well taken care of while we were gone.  And I think we all had a blast!   Thanks Grandma Callie and Grandpa Kirk!&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8476768024730550192?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8476768024730550192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8476768024730550192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8476768024730550192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8476768024730550192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/03/while-we-were-on-vacation-matts-parents.html' title='OKC zoo'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S5lgpL3PbHI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Eg4CZeUJ9kY/s72-c/DSCN0339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3415781373034003691</id><published>2010-03-02T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:01:41.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday my Darling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4128G2NvJI/AAAAAAAACzc/i4QrNStuDXM/s1600-h/DSC_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4128G2NvJI/AAAAAAAACzc/i4QrNStuDXM/s320/DSC_0094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444138299563031698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is True. My husband is 3o today.  Way to be! I love you so much, and I am so glad that I get to be here with you as you turn from your childhood 20's into adult 30's.  You can add something really cheesy here if you want, about sunsets and sunrises or whatever, but I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3415781373034003691?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3415781373034003691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3415781373034003691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3415781373034003691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3415781373034003691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-my-darling.html' title='Happy Birthday my Darling.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4128G2NvJI/AAAAAAAACzc/i4QrNStuDXM/s72-c/DSC_0094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3091176723629133370</id><published>2010-02-21T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:11:28.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;What is a temple trip with out riding on a mechanical bull?  Just a temple trip, but one when you add the adventure of Oklahoma City to the mix, you get wagon rides, steaks, Justin boot polish and mechanical bull rides.  That is right.  We went to OKC with some friends the Udalls and stayed in a hotel and went to the temple and then to the FAMOUS Stalk Yards!  We ate at that one really famous steak house there, the name escapes my pregnant brain at the moment, and went shopping at some cowboy stores.  Matt was in heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4Hnxgn4HoI/AAAAAAAACzM/skLo-_lNlps/s1600-h/DSCN0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4Hnxgn4HoI/AAAAAAAACzM/skLo-_lNlps/s400/DSCN0263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Then Gabe found my rain boots, and danced in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4Hnz0IlZTI/AAAAAAAACzU/sAR233efs_c/s1600-h/DSCN0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4Hnz0IlZTI/AAAAAAAACzU/sAR233efs_c/s400/DSCN0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Exiting week hu?  I think so too! I also FINALY started my curtains project.  I have one done! Now only 4 to go.  I will complete this project... I promise!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3091176723629133370?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3091176723629133370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3091176723629133370&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3091176723629133370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3091176723629133370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-temple-trip-with-out-riding-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S4Hnxgn4HoI/AAAAAAAACzM/skLo-_lNlps/s72-c/DSCN0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3921921818906436957</id><published>2010-02-11T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:07:49.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>umm.. I live in a cave.</title><content type='html'>Seriously I just for the VERY first time herd the song "Hey, Soul Sister" by Train last night.  I had a 3 year old sing it to me and thought she was singing "hey yo my soul sister, better get that dough sister," I was thinking, how could this mother allow her 3 year old to memorize gitcha gitcha ya ya da da free your lady marmalade, and be proud of it... in fact be dancing to her 3 year old singing it.  NO it was in fact "Hey, Soul Sister, I don't wanna miss ya..." yea I know a CAVE. Not just any cave but a BIG DARK ONE that doesn't have a RADIO or TV or anything cool.  I need a teenager in my life to keep me cool, or at least my friends 3 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3921921818906436957?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3921921818906436957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3921921818906436957&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3921921818906436957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3921921818906436957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/02/umm-i-live-in-cave.html' title='umm.. I live in a cave.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3116771938495535841</id><published>2010-02-09T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:43:15.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spilt Beans</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess there is no real reason that I haven't mentioned this, or really told anyone for that matter, but... here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are PREGNANT!  wait there is more... IT'S A BOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right?!  So it has kinda been fun to keep it sorta under wraps for a little bit, we have been very exited to share the news, but now since the doc saw a floating turtle in the ultra sound we are even more exited to share the news.  I am due July 4th, but I am thinking the child will come sooner than that.  Well hoping mostly.  Gabe is really exited to have a "Little Buddy", he is still learning brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3116771938495535841?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3116771938495535841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3116771938495535841&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3116771938495535841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3116771938495535841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/02/spilt-beans.html' title='Spilt Beans'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-4766591503270107047</id><published>2010-02-08T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T09:26:35.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's play CATCH UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Well here we go... I know I am pretty much a terrible person for not putting things like My child's second birthday, my grandparents visit, the winter wallop, and more friends visiting, but what can YOU do about it?  That is right... NOTHING!  So with out further ado lets get down to buisness... to defeat the hun. &lt;br /&gt;Oh Gabriel's birthday... what fun!  Where to start?!  Oh wait I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;. THE CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;Yes here she be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEN632g0I/AAAAAAAACwM/-KFk1lvmZ-s/s1600-h/DSCN0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEN632g0I/AAAAAAAACwM/-KFk1lvmZ-s/s320/DSCN0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435919756168692546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt; a school bus.  Gabe LOVES school busses.  So why would I not make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt; a school bus cake for my little boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEOZocAFI/AAAAAAAACwU/X8daIbvjxsM/s1600-h/DSCN0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEOZocAFI/AAAAAAAACwU/X8daIbvjxsM/s320/DSCN0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435919764425539666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;  It w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEOomk-0I/AAAAAAAACwc/-aqRSein9R4/s1600-h/DSCN0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEOomk-0I/AAAAAAAACwc/-aqRSein9R4/s320/DSCN0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435919768444271426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;as so much fun AND made from whole wheat flour and zucchinis.  What more could a little boy ask for than a Chocolate whole wheat zucchini school bus cake for his second birthday?  How about Grammy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Papa  coming to visit him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEO4Fc8XI/AAAAAAAACwk/hezsWGNPDUc/s1600-h/DSCN0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEO4Fc8XI/AAAAAAAACwk/hezsWGNPDUc/s320/DSCN0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435919772600299890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt; My Grandparents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;are down in Arizona for the winter and came down for Gabe's birthday.  We had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next one might ask what is a Winter Wallop?  It is when you get walloped by winter.  aka NO power for 5 days...during the winter after a major ice storm.  So far we love Oklahoma but it seems as though OK may be telling us something.  It rained ICE and covered everything in about an inch of ice.  so the power lines pretty much got destroyed.  Trees pretty much fell down all over the place and people went south to find a hotel with heat and hot water.   We decided not only should we stick around we will have some friends come stay with us.  FUN! So our friends the Boones came down in one of the most Major storms that Lawton has EVER seen.  They stayed in our cold house and we survived together. We had fun don't worry.  We survived after we bought a generator and figured out how to hook it up to the heating system.  We had a good time... sort of and survived the power outage and the water shortage, but are still dealing with some detours because of fallen power lines and such.  I will have to show some photos later, I didn't find my camera in time so I have to steal some from friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEPU4dikI/AAAAAAAACws/KNDSFlcNQ7k/s1600-h/DSCN0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-4766591503270107047?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4766591503270107047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=4766591503270107047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4766591503270107047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4766591503270107047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-play-catch-up.html' title='Let&apos;s play CATCH UP!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3BEN632g0I/AAAAAAAACwM/-KFk1lvmZ-s/s72-c/DSCN0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-4871572893392313901</id><published>2010-01-13T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:56:00.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It works.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I dived into the innerds of my CHI iron and cut and spliced and stripped and soldered and put MOST of the parts back.  And YES it works... I don't think it gets as hot as it used too, but I think it is because I didn't put one of the pieces back that I, for some reason, thought didn't have too much purpose... I was wrong, BUT I still have that piece and I fixed it myself.  I did NOT have to go purchase another annoying CHI I spent $1 on a fuse ($5 on shipping) and $15 on a soldering iorn and only used one bandaid.  That is $26.09 TOTAL.  I still have the LAME little piece of metal I didn't put back so I will probably do that sometime and then VOILA working like new CHI, but even if I don't... WORKING CHI!!!!  Thanks for your support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-4871572893392313901?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4871572893392313901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=4871572893392313901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4871572893392313901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4871572893392313901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-works.html' title='It works.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2245576324914797833</id><published>2009-12-29T11:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:36:40.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CH...aaagggghhhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzpZ7SOJhNI/AAAAAAAACps/6d_jbKs2sWI/s1600-h/6845-A8526_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzpZ7SOJhNI/AAAAAAAACps/6d_jbKs2sWI/s200/6845-A8526_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420743976532149458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, I have had a LOVE / HATE relationship with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 &lt;/span&gt;straightening irons in the past &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;years.   I LOVE them, then they brake and I HATE them.  Well this last time I decided to upgrade to the CHI from the Wigo.  I loved it right away more, until now.  You see the Wigo had a 3 year warranty on it, unlike the 1 year the CHI has.  I am now struggling to find a place that even sells the CHI in Lawton OK that would be able to help me exchange it for one that actually works.&lt;br /&gt;SO....  I am going to attemp to make the repair myself.  THAT IS RIGHT! I am going to do open heart surgery on this piece of hair equipment.  After about an hour of research, I think before opening it up, that the problem is the thermal fuse.  It looks like all I will need is a soldering iorn,  a $1.50 part and a little bit of faith.  I will let you know how it goes... if I live through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2245576324914797833?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2245576324914797833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2245576324914797833&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2245576324914797833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2245576324914797833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/12/chaaagggghhhh.html' title='CH...aaagggghhhh!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzpZ7SOJhNI/AAAAAAAACps/6d_jbKs2sWI/s72-c/6845-A8526_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7150342259950973355</id><published>2009-12-26T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T08:06:05.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry.... Christmas</title><content type='html'>This was the first year that Matt Gabe and I decided to stay just the three of us in Oklahoma for Christmas.  We were so exited combine our family traditions and to start a few of our own.  Unfortunately, I think we will be repeating very few if ANY of the traditions we started this year.&lt;br /&gt;December 23rd came around and the buzz was snow.  Now you folk who live up north probably wont understand this but here is a stat for you in 116 years the people of Oklahoma have awakened to snow on Christmas morning 6 times.  So it was kind of exiting and a few people were nervous.  Matt and I were thrilled!  I really was dreaming of a white Christmas.  We had plans to feed the missionaries yummy clam chowder, and then go sing carols and do the Christmas story with a few friends from our ward. &lt;br /&gt;As the night came to an end I said hmmm... I don't feel to well Matt, he said don't worry I will go get pizza and a movie and take care of you...&lt;br /&gt;That night was rough.  I could hear the wind blowing down from Canada and the ice storm approach.  I kept waking up hearing ice crackle against our house.  I was wondering where the spiders and scorpions are hiding to stay alive and thought for sure that they were in my bed with me.  3am, Matt gets up.  Strange.  5am. Matt still rolling around drinking... a Diet Coke?  Very strange. 6am... Matt has the stomach flu. (I will spare the gory details, just know there were some)  7.45 am Matt thinks he should still go into work, he is one of the only therapists in the whole hospital available.  8.30 am I don't feel well still. 8.35 am Matt home, hospital has no power, and he still cant keep anything down.  Major snow storm. Ice and wind and snow and drifts.  By noon we all wanted to die, Matt and I from Stomach flu Gabe fromboardum .  We canceled everything.  Not that we could have made it out of our drive way anyway because of the storm we had a 3.5 foot drift of ice and snow keeping our focus safely inside from the cold.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't cook.  I didn't clean.  We opened presents and Santa came... there were no cookies and milk but he came.  We feel better and Christmas was a minor success, Gabe loved it all, but couldn't understand why his parents were just laying around all day.  &lt;br /&gt;We don't have a snow blower or a snow shovel for that matter, but Matt and I tried to get the focus out of the garage today, Matt is on call and has to go in for probably most of the day today... bummer, but he managed to almost get stuck leaving the driveway.  Meanwhile my house looks like a few bombs went off in it.  I need to find the energy to clean ANDsanitize everything that was touched the last 48+ hours.  &lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas every one! &lt;br /&gt;Here are some happy pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzKr9TWZI/AAAAAAAACmw/zvHalUIiIpI/s1600-h/DSCN0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzKr9TWZI/AAAAAAAACmw/zvHalUIiIpI/s320/DSCN0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419575460278524306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzKytllVI/AAAAAAAACm4/vIZ6nPxrwfc/s1600-h/DSCN0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzKytllVI/AAAAAAAACm4/vIZ6nPxrwfc/s320/DSCN0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419575462091658578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzLhW63hI/AAAAAAAACnI/VMk3WvujpdE/s1600-h/DSCN0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzLhW63hI/AAAAAAAACnI/VMk3WvujpdE/s320/DSCN0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419575474613050898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzLfBL0bI/AAAAAAAACnA/SsvTnCMB5IA/s1600-h/DSCN0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzLfBL0bI/AAAAAAAACnA/SsvTnCMB5IA/s320/DSCN0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419575473985016242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You have to turn your head to the right for this one, but this is out our front door.   I also think those are bunny tracks in the snow.  Yes we have an unwanted pet of a bunny who comes and goes as he pleases.  I need to figure that out before I plant a garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7150342259950973355?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7150342259950973355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7150342259950973355&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7150342259950973355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7150342259950973355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry.... Christmas'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SzYzKr9TWZI/AAAAAAAACmw/zvHalUIiIpI/s72-c/DSCN0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-975123007575914787</id><published>2009-11-05T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:16:53.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawton Fire Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe and I went to the fire station to help a friend out with a photo shoot and when we were all done they let us play inside the the station!  Gabe and I had so much fun!  We got to slide down the fire pole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbLp0bfI/AAAAAAAABwQ/0mFl4_i6ReM/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbLp0bfI/AAAAAAAABwQ/0mFl4_i6ReM/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;sit on a cool red bench with BIG fireman boots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbR-MqeI/AAAAAAAABwY/Yxy0NtpmiOw/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbR-MqeI/AAAAAAAABwY/Yxy0NtpmiOw/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Sit on the Has Mat truck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbu5_VOI/AAAAAAAABwg/QhDe3VDeX6U/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbu5_VOI/AAAAAAAABwg/QhDe3VDeX6U/s400/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;And even sit in the driver seat of the fire engine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbgXiLFI/AAAAAAAABwo/DYw50DEGg7I/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbgXiLFI/AAAAAAAABwo/DYw50DEGg7I/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Thanks so much!  We had a great time!&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-975123007575914787?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/975123007575914787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=975123007575914787&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/975123007575914787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/975123007575914787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/11/gabe-and-i-went-to-fire-station-to-help.html' title='Lawton Fire Station'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvMWbLp0bfI/AAAAAAAABwQ/0mFl4_i6ReM/s72-c/IMG_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-9153168342668199421</id><published>2009-11-04T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:13:55.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We went to a super fun birthday party at a place called Laugh Out Loud.  We had a blast!  They had balloons and cake and balls.  I mean really what more in life could you possibly ask for?  Gabe had a BLAST playing the SKI BALL table.  He never actually got any points, but he loved tossing the balls.  We had to stop him from climbing all over everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJQ_zGXXJI/AAAAAAAABvY/UTF3K8ez8Ok/s1600-h/DSCN0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJQ_zGXXJI/AAAAAAAABvY/UTF3K8ez8Ok/s400/DSCN0085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Matt and Gabe got to drive a car.  I think they came in 5th place.  WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJRAKsw_hI/AAAAAAAABvg/c-Z3bAzutKw/s1600-h/DSCN0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJRAKsw_hI/AAAAAAAABvg/c-Z3bAzutKw/s400/DSCN0082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;They had a fun ball pit/jungle gym/thingy. You could shoot balls at other people on the top and do all these fun things with balls... We all kinda loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJRAXi1qLI/AAAAAAAABvo/M0gGpzvDOGk/s1600-h/DSCN0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJRAXi1qLI/AAAAAAAABvo/M0gGpzvDOGk/s400/DSCN0077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJRAlzxmCI/AAAAAAAABvw/4yL3MP2-4BA/s1600-h/DSCN0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJRAlzxmCI/AAAAAAAABvw/4yL3MP2-4BA/s400/DSCN0072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Other than that.... Oh yeah, I was in a play (A Funny Thing Happend on the Way to the Forum).  It was great fun.  I can't belive I went to school and majored in playing.  It was a lot of time away from family and that was hard but we had a great time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post my AMAZING Halloween costume for Gabe this week... or next.   It was quite FANTASTIC!  I was suprised he could walk in it.  :)  Well I will chat with you all soon.  I promise.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-9153168342668199421?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/9153168342668199421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=9153168342668199421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/9153168342668199421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/9153168342668199421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-went-to-super-fun-birthday-party-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SvJQ_zGXXJI/AAAAAAAABvY/UTF3K8ez8Ok/s72-c/DSCN0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2400987286420112989</id><published>2009-09-06T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:33:35.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE are ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry! Grandma and Grandpa (Matt's folks) were in town and took lots of pictures so be prepared! We moved into our house... isn't it pretty?! I kinda have to pinch myself and say this is real! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378543970930272898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRtPqweKoI/AAAAAAAABqw/-mBznbxMQrA/s320/Random_062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;POSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378543977829559138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRtQEdY62I/AAAAAAAABq4/JjUItQjZko4/s320/Random_079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our back Yard and back of house... No pictures of the inside unless you want to see boxes and mess... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378543986264150290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRtQj4WkRI/AAAAAAAABrA/hybHIYFPiuo/s320/Random_061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where Matt works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378544002135711410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRtRfAbXrI/AAAAAAAABrI/WAk-XEly9x4/s320/Random_078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where his new office building will be when they finish it. We can't wait for him to have more space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378544007545538850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRtRzKOySI/AAAAAAAABrQ/nky6N3WkI5E/s320/Random_077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378545840675980930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRu8gGlhoI/AAAAAAAABrY/KnRq4VuAyjo/s320/Random_056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378545851889014450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRu9J3-1rI/AAAAAAAABrg/NfMprIGAgAw/s320/Random_076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME.  Thanks so much for  the House warming gift!  WE LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378545860380887666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRu9pgminI/AAAAAAAABro/sMGw4xomLzQ/s320/Random_053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe.  He is getting so big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378545869540890082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRu-LohFeI/AAAAAAAABrw/gP2comsQcnQ/s320/Random_075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo right outside our car on the way to dinner. Whatever, no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378545885512739250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRu_HIgKbI/AAAAAAAABr4/byB-gBOUpdI/s320/Random_063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are loving our new house!  Trying to adjust to all the space, but I am NOT complaining.  We feel very blessed.  So basically Y'all can come visit and have your own room and bathroom and some good company and I will even cook for you!  (Matt will do the dishes). &lt;br /&gt;I will do better now that I have the Internet officially!&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/5376321715005862569-2400987286420112989?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2400987286420112989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2400987286420112989&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2400987286420112989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2400987286420112989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-alive.html' title='WE are ALIVE!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SqRtPqweKoI/AAAAAAAABqw/-mBznbxMQrA/s72-c/Random_062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-5761044820323629117</id><published>2009-07-31T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:36:59.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK OK OK!  I don't technically have the internet so this might not work lets all cross our little fingers and hope that it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in Lawton OK.  We are buying a house... I would show you some beautiful pictures, but our camera drowned and so it doesn't work.  I would show you a link but they have taken it off most web sights.  All in all this is a pretty useless blog except to tell ya'll we are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying in this ..... apartment......that I.....we.....well we are here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is really busy with work, trying to get their system down and there is only one other PT and she is dangerously close to being put on bedrest for the 5 remaining months of her pregnancy.  If she does, I will not see my husband until like 10 at night.  This will sadden me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to church, we have made some friends, but it is crazy how much we took VG for granted.  We haven't been on a date, or left the house with out Gabe for a whole month!  How do you people do it?!  I also just don't know any babysitters, and would be embarissed if I had to bring her to this place... no internet, tv.  I would have to pay her extra to just sit here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become friends with the library we go 2 or 3 times a week.  I have been reading books and swimming in the pool with Gabe a lot.  I am really board out of my mind, but things are going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to close on our house the 28th of August, or sooner.  I love it!  It has a big kitchen and 4 bedrooms and a back yard and a garage.  It is really pretty.  I can't wait to move in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all the up date I can muster.  I  hope everyone is doing well.  Talk to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-5761044820323629117?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5761044820323629117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=5761044820323629117&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5761044820323629117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5761044820323629117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-ok-ok-i-dont-technically-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-708343196204116923</id><published>2009-05-17T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:45:52.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Although we have never seen the movie, we do know some of the music. Garth Brooks lives there, so does/did Louis Lamour. There are tornado's, and hail storms, and no mountains. The capital is Oklahoma City, and I know where it is on a map. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this qualifies us to live there. So next month we will be packing up and moving south to Lawton Oklahoma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have accepted a job at South West Medical Center. Matt will be doing all sorts of Physical Therapy there, but mostly Orthopedic and Neurological. We are exited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a map of where our new home will be.  Pretty nifty hu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336881227701305346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/ShBpM1mWQAI/AAAAAAAABoE/s18gGFi9QgU/s320/OK_15889.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;YEAH FOR JOBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-708343196204116923?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/708343196204116923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=708343196204116923&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/708343196204116923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/708343196204116923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/05/although-we-have-never-seen-movie-we-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/ShBpM1mWQAI/AAAAAAAABoE/s18gGFi9QgU/s72-c/OK_15889.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1516917010942134159</id><published>2009-05-13T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:36:34.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good bye snot sucker!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, there is so much going on! We have not decided where we are moving but we do know that we are moving seeing as we have sold our house. It will be either &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Eagar AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lawton OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Please give your advise. We just have no clue. We flew out to see them both this weekend and we were equally impressed. What do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt &lt;em&gt;FINALLY&lt;/em&gt; graduates... in two days! I can't believe it. My grandparents and Littlest brother and Sister (Josh and Toni) are coming out. We are going to the zoo tomorrow. I can't wait to show Toni. She LOVES animals! Forget Graduation, lets just go to the ZOO! I am going to miss it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO Gabe blew his nose today for the first time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOORAY! NO MORE ICKY GROSS BLUE SNOT SUCKER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; day and a &lt;strong&gt;fantastic&lt;/strong&gt; week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1516917010942134159?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1516917010942134159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1516917010942134159&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1516917010942134159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1516917010942134159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-there-is-so-much-going-on-we-have.html' title='good bye snot sucker!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6136364384850735432</id><published>2009-05-03T15:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:51:42.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so stressed and so itchy!</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is wrong with me.  All I want to do all day is itch and scratch and I feel like I have flees.  I think perhaps I am stress itching.  We have decided to try and sell our townhouse in Village Green and seek employment outside of Omaha.  We are sad about it, but we think it is time to move on. If you or any one you know is planning on moving to Omaha, or are looking to relocate to Village Green, we have made a blog for our home you can visit it at 151vg.blogspot.com.  We don't know where we will be moving, and when, but I will keep you posted. In the mean time I am hoping I have some skin left after my massive itchyness goes away.  Any idea on how to make it stop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6136364384850735432?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6136364384850735432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6136364384850735432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6136364384850735432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6136364384850735432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-stressed-and-so-itchy.html' title='so stressed and so itchy!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1708203391154505740</id><published>2009-03-12T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:15:30.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1708203391154505740?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1708203391154505740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1708203391154505740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1708203391154505740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1708203391154505740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8489909090155110022</id><published>2009-03-12T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:35:27.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt's birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so his birthday was on the second, but I feel like I was so busy catching up I needed a break from updating, and Matt told me not to... but when do I listen to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312290749826554642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkMSo8BWxI/AAAAAAAABbg/jFKc8v5AWt4/s320/March+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a family party for Matt and Sean on Sunday the 1st. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sean's&lt;/span&gt; birthday is actually on leap day so his birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;celebration&lt;/span&gt; lasts a whole week. It was fun. I made pulled pork &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;, and they were GREAT! Sarah made an amazing cheesecake and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;devoured&lt;/span&gt; all that we could handle. YUM YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312290744217880882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkMSUCzyTI/AAAAAAAABbY/LoqO1QPp3pU/s320/March+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312290760579028194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkMTQ_nFOI/AAAAAAAABbw/jRMu2sK-ooU/s320/March+2009+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312290754096564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkMS42EiOI/AAAAAAAABbo/zIpNvpqOFV0/s320/March+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Matts actual day, he had to work, and work a little late, and wasn't feeling very well at all. He told every one he didn't want a cake and if we made one he wouldn't eat it... so I made pudding and put a candle in it. He layed on the couch and blew it out...he went to bed early that night. poor sick birthday boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312290770813138722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkMT3HnNyI/AAAAAAAABb4/RrW_xasWiw8/s320/March+2009+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also have been enjoying some spring like weather which is great 'cause I have no car and am getting stir crazy in the in laws house... spring is welcome anytime. We went to the park on Saturday and Gabe was ADORABLE as usual. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Swinging&lt;/span&gt;, sliding on the slide and flying a kite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312292390674551746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkNyJkq08I/AAAAAAAABcA/8iY00wGeTKU/s320/March+2009+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312292397675995362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkNyjp8YOI/AAAAAAAABcI/1BJC_xOk9y4/s320/March+2009+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312292406818204690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkNzFtnbBI/AAAAAAAABcY/JasGOeVdyGQ/s320/March+2009+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312292409579840178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkNzQACorI/AAAAAAAABcg/88yzwtWO56c/s320/March+2009+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312292404374491330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkNy8m_UMI/AAAAAAAABcQ/1wndQcqaioI/s320/March+2009+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8489909090155110022?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8489909090155110022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8489909090155110022&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8489909090155110022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8489909090155110022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/03/matts-birthday.html' title='Matt&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SbkMSo8BWxI/AAAAAAAABbg/jFKc8v5AWt4/s72-c/March+2009+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-4814624315753122940</id><published>2009-03-10T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:38:13.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a fan.</title><content type='html'>I don't know if any of you have heard of the show Big Love on HBO, but I am completly horrified. On Sunday, March 15, 2009, HBO will be airing a segment of their Big Love series titled Goin' to the Chapel. In this segment, they will be showing individuals dressed in full temple clothing (you can see the picture right in the TV guideitself), and they are planning on showing sacred ceremonies that are performed there. If you would like to read the churches statement about it, click here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/the-publicity-dilemma"&gt;http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/the-publicity-dilemma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to write HBO click here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/apps/submitinfo/contactus/submit.do?title=GeneralInformation&amp;amp;questiontype=generalInformation&amp;amp;questiontype=general"&gt;http://www.hbo.com/apps/submitinfo/contactus/submit.do?title=GeneralInformation&amp;amp;questiontype=generalInformation&amp;amp;questiontype=general&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick to my stomach. I can't belive that some one would sell themselfs like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-4814624315753122940?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4814624315753122940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=4814624315753122940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4814624315753122940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4814624315753122940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-fan.html' title='Not a fan.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3034438488010365740</id><published>2009-03-02T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:57:48.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know... Feburary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So much has happened and I really wish I was caught up...  But I have video and pictures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We went skiing/snowboarding, and on our lunch break went sledding on Presidents day and had a BLAST! Gabe had so much fun here is a video:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3524d68595a9c295" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3524d68595a9c295%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21F9704A734BEFB936C81C7E74AE08F263752B19.860E3D00DAD2EC268F7417CE1744E7E4AE80F6AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3524d68595a9c295%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjFqlnHJmUoVnT0udWVGWQHTlBMg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3524d68595a9c295%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21F9704A734BEFB936C81C7E74AE08F263752B19.860E3D00DAD2EC268F7417CE1744E7E4AE80F6AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3524d68595a9c295%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjFqlnHJmUoVnT0udWVGWQHTlBMg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here is a video of me snowboarding... man I look good hu? Sean and Kirk you guys look good too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e376c7c5572a41b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e376c7c5572a41b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A1092AF87EC8DD19D4B53FA4171C58E84C6F6F7.72A33AAEC8FD64ECDD186BDE3C0FA02B4B98EE19%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De376c7c5572a41b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMCgrW_xAq-yOtnapA62cYwEHV0o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e376c7c5572a41b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A1092AF87EC8DD19D4B53FA4171C58E84C6F6F7.72A33AAEC8FD64ECDD186BDE3C0FA02B4B98EE19%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De376c7c5572a41b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMCgrW_xAq-yOtnapA62cYwEHV0o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308750212811492242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax4MQvoi5I/AAAAAAAABag/vOY1M6z3Z3Q/s320/PIC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Valentines day we had a big old family dinner and I cooked a turkey (upside down. Good tip the juices and fat from the dark meat go into the white meat and make it all juicy and tender and yummy.) We had a great time, except Matt ignored the day and didn't want to tell me why...GRRR.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308751389411940626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax5Qv7CmRI/AAAAAAAABbI/o8ZGT7kPR6A/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Sarah cooking dinner for the feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308751387537838594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax5Qo8OEgI/AAAAAAAABbQ/hy2TVbLjH3M/s320/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava Jack and Gabe loving being alive on Grandma's bed on V-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK big news... Gabe took his first steps. He isn't walking all over the place yet, but he does do it and it is kinda scary but mostly ADORABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-af27558092fe3b7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf27558092fe3b7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7206CE7BD14CF4D51C560C8A83C77B64873D87AE.4413E86CC5877218A743B2FA32AA7F7DFA0F631%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf27558092fe3b7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0iHUmrnjvVLrsc7H_0aEaOb-9sI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf27558092fe3b7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7206CE7BD14CF4D51C560C8A83C77B64873D87AE.4413E86CC5877218A743B2FA32AA7F7DFA0F631%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf27558092fe3b7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0iHUmrnjvVLrsc7H_0aEaOb-9sI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to Idaho Falls to meet little baby Matilyn, and had so much fun. We took my younger brother and sister, Josh and Toni sledding on a hill on the way to Black tail reservoir. I didn't think the kids were ever going to leave. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308750231137012594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax4NVAxy3I/AAAAAAAABbA/hZLxhap4dsE/s320/PIC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Gabe and me at the top of the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308750224154101026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax4M6_7BSI/AAAAAAAABa4/i6FIeR9WSaU/s320/PIC_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Josh at the bottom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308750224115990850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax4M621gUI/AAAAAAAABaw/IfOmZY3G1LE/s320/PIC_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Toni being attacked by Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matt Didn't really want to celebrate Valentines day. He wanted to celebrate our own love day. He didn't tell me that though, he just told me to be patient. Well the day finally happened and we went out to dinner at Tepenyaki's a Japanese steak house kinda like Benihannas. He told me that it was the 4 year anniversary of the day that he told me he loved me. Cute hu? Yeah so he was way forgiven for ignoring V-day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308750217042460210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax4MggX_jI/AAAAAAAABao/H1x_fCYz1yY/s320/PIC_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary picture of us not looking into the camera but at ourselves..... using the light on the video camera instead of a flash as we went into Baskin Robins for desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have seen so many friends and have had such a great time here this last month of February.  Do you guys ever forget that you have a camera and just walk away from perfect photo opportunities.   I DO and have a LOT this last week even.  I hate it so much. Oh well.  I have more but I have to go make dinner for the family.   Talk to y'all soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3034438488010365740?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3524d68595a9c295&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=af27558092fe3b7d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e376c7c5572a41b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3034438488010365740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3034438488010365740&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3034438488010365740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3034438488010365740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-feburary.html' title='I know... Feburary'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Sax4MQvoi5I/AAAAAAAABag/vOY1M6z3Z3Q/s72-c/PIC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8313307395739870831</id><published>2009-01-20T10:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:36:27.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training</title><content type='html'>I feel the need to be more accountable for the fact that I am running a half marathon in April.  I had great friends who helped me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt; this goal in the past, but since I am on my own in Utah, I need more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accountability&lt;/span&gt;.  Therefore I have started a new blog.  Come visit me &lt;a href="http://melstrainingblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8313307395739870831?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8313307395739870831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8313307395739870831&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8313307395739870831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8313307395739870831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/01/training.html' title='Training'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2605198029178495076</id><published>2009-01-14T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:27:49.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quilts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here is the Quilt I did for baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madilyn&lt;/span&gt;.  She was born 1-11-09.  WELCOME TO THE WORLD!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291246885769538386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SW5JAiUva1I/AAAAAAAABZY/zdgNYCbt0As/s400/november+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the quilt I did for Sarah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Matt's&lt;/span&gt; sister for Christmas.  It is my first quilt. I will miss you. little quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SW5JAFWCiBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/67UOVORD0cA/s1600-h/november+08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291246877990357010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SW5JAFWCiBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/67UOVORD0cA/s400/november+08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did these in November/ December. I was pretty proud of myself. I have a Christmas Quilt in Omaha that I left so I can have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; to do when I get back.  I tried to finish it, but I think it is going to take more quilting that I had time for.  I wish I could make it to the next quilt group!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2605198029178495076?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2605198029178495076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2605198029178495076&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2605198029178495076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2605198029178495076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-quilts.html' title='My Quilts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SW5JAiUva1I/AAAAAAAABZY/zdgNYCbt0As/s72-c/november+08+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3838944867372537074</id><published>2009-01-12T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:39:04.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year old already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can believe it. My little bear is already a year old. We celebrated his birthday by having Matt's siblings and their spouses/fiances and children, and my mom and Josh and Toni over. I am pretty sure the total count was 16. Just a small crowd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290486724406589906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWuVpUksudI/AAAAAAAABYk/d9QUPbfipeA/s400/IMGP0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I got this crazy idea to make a GIANT cupcake circus with 3 dozen cupcakes, and dinner. I have to tell you I had a blast. I was in my element, even though I was not at my house I think we pulled it off. We set the ping pong table like a giant dinning table and we ate in the basement.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290523823635907266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWu3Yx-PQsI/AAAAAAAABY8/26rGNB2dfxw/s400/IMGP0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I think Gabe had fun, but by the end of the party he was DONE. Partly because of all the action and partly because of his teeth he has had a nasty cold and was at the peak of his sickness. Still he was a good sport for me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290487159043963202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWuWCnuUuUI/AAAAAAAABYs/W3xo808vDUw/s400/IMGP0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And even though he will not remember the elephant cupcakes, I know I will. He had a birthday bath and then opened his gifts. Poor kid was so sleepy, and sick. I am surprised he put up with me for as long as he did. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290523817219736642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWu3YaEgREI/AAAAAAAABY0/X-o_9xy-XcA/s400/IMGP0340.JPG" border="0" /&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/5376321715005862569-3838944867372537074?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3838944867372537074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3838944867372537074&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3838944867372537074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3838944867372537074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-year-old-already.html' title='One year old already.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWuVpUksudI/AAAAAAAABYk/d9QUPbfipeA/s72-c/IMGP0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8810876164105046349</id><published>2009-01-12T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:31:24.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Merry Chirstmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290475506783646594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWuLcXq-c4I/AAAAAAAABX8/YrZ_iQV7dgg/s400/IMGP0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Christmas in Idaho Falls and boy oh boy did we have fun! Matt and I treated ourselves to a video camera...which is why we don't have to many still photos of the marvelous day. But we do have a few. We went over to my Grandparents house and had Clam chowder Christmas Eve, a tradition, and opened the presents that were over there. Then we all went back and made cookies for Santa and then hit the sack waiting for the big man himself to come. (It is so much fun to have younger siblings...9 and 10 and a baby) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290475487910460178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWuLbRXQexI/AAAAAAAABX0/6p6TLYiFriI/s400/IMGP0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well he came and boy did we get spoiled this year! He brought a Wii and a Wii Fit! We played it non stop.   We had so much fun.  Until Gabe started getting teeth 7 and 8.  We are still recovering from it.  He has not been sleeping well and his nose is like a faucet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something I HATE about Idaho Falls is the way they take care of their roads. They must think... well we can plow the 15 inches off of the main streets so that mostly everyone is safe, but it will cost a pretty penny to do so... so lets just let them fair for themselves and that way if there are wrecks and what not, people will know to go slower and move to another town where they care. Seriously. My poor mom got a flat trying to get out of a snow drift.... SNOW POPPED HER TIRE?   All in all we had a great Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8810876164105046349?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8810876164105046349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8810876164105046349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8810876164105046349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8810876164105046349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SWuLcXq-c4I/AAAAAAAABX8/YrZ_iQV7dgg/s72-c/IMGP0307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-132766432842269169</id><published>2008-12-16T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:31:54.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We recently went to our ward party where we ate a lot of yummy food and talked with lots of fun friends and then at the end Santa Clause came out.  We were exited to see him... I didn't know what kind of a response I would get.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I did... (evil laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out pretty harmless.  He kinda looked at me and looked at the old man blankly... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQNAQ_z8I/AAAAAAAABWA/NL3FDEGVFME/s1600-h/IMGP0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQNAQ_z8I/AAAAAAAABWA/NL3FDEGVFME/s400/IMGP0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it progressed into, um... wait... I don't think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQNe0V6fI/AAAAAAAABWI/2yHgC4Xe7fA/s1600-h/IMGP0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQNe0V6fI/AAAAAAAABWI/2yHgC4Xe7fA/s400/IMGP0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE THIS ONE BIT!   Oh Santa was a good sport at least.  He tried to bribe him with a candy cane... that Mom and Dad wouldn't let him have.  We are mean.  I know... but priceless photo's A?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQN6Jpb5I/AAAAAAAABWQ/4EOubtD5xuo/s1600-h/IMGP0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQN6Jpb5I/AAAAAAAABWQ/4EOubtD5xuo/s400/IMGP0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Aunt Nancy was in town for her cousins daughters wedding and we got to hang out for a day.  Boy did we have fun!   She is for sure a spoiler.  We went to breakfast, shopping and went to the Gardens where we saw the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;poinsettia&lt;/span&gt; display.  It was pretty great!  They had toy train sets going in and out of the amazing and bright flowers.  I was impressed.  I think there were 30...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; kinds of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;poinsettias&lt;/span&gt;.  Can you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it?  Nancy even matches.  WAY TO GO!  You are welcome back ANYTIME!  We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQOZJKZ_I/AAAAAAAABWY/g6j7Lr9K9Wc/s1600-h/IMGP0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQOZJKZ_I/AAAAAAAABWY/g6j7Lr9K9Wc/s400/IMGP0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now.  I have been a bit busy what with Christmas and all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-132766432842269169?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/132766432842269169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=132766432842269169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/132766432842269169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/132766432842269169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-what-fun.html' title='Oh what fun!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SUgQNAQ_z8I/AAAAAAAABWA/NL3FDEGVFME/s72-c/IMGP0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2368231599338096560</id><published>2008-12-06T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:41:14.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The month of Novemeber.</title><content type='html'>Where have I been? Although I might try and find an excuse I am going to simply say oh well and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKSGIVING! Oh what fun it was to cook a turkey! We had some friends over from our ward and boy did we feast. I probably bought the biggest bird out there and we still have left overs... I know I think it is getting past the "safe to eat again" mark. OH well. We did have a great time. We put the children in high chairs and put food on the tray and said "GO" and they did. Gabe was in heaven with endless amounts of mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, stuffing and turkey. The only thing I would have changed is NOT loosing my camera! can you believe it. My table was beautiful, my turkey was amazing and my child was a mess, and NO camera. I am a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK FRIDAY! OH boy oh boy. This is the day out of the year where I miss my mom the most. But it was good to know that at 3.3o am I could call her and tell her how cold and sleepy I was and that I just had an hour and a half left until Best Buy opened. I knew she was up doing the same. Miles will not separate us. I started getting the paper specifically so I could look at Thanksgiving ads... pretty bad. Anyway, my friend Haley came with me and we got most of our shopping done BEFORE 10am. Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also starting to get ready for our big old trip. We will be out of Omaha for 4 months while Matt does his LAST rotation! Then he can get a JOB! What will it be like for Matt to have a job and this family to have an income? wow. probably a lot like it is now... only I will see him more. And hopefully someday we can move into a house. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random pictures since my last real blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Gabe at his dad's intramural football game. Later Matt went onto not only city championships, but regionals... that was in Lincoln, and Nebraska was not the only state there. They take their intramurals VERY seriously around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276686934422745218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/STqOz002cII/AAAAAAAABVg/DvqMvqnzock/s400/IMGP0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabe got his first "goph coat". So we thought we would celebrate by showing off the twinness of them. scary hu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276686932000887330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/STqOzrzb0iI/AAAAAAAABVY/KvSNID9A8Ac/s400/IMGP0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Amy, Gabe's new friend. Yes he is sucking on her pink binky. Oh well. There are somethings you can control and others you can't. I am pretty sure Amy's mom Tosha and I spent all day sewing and let these two play in entertain themselves. They didn't destroy the house so that is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276686922239493634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/STqOzHcIxgI/AAAAAAAABVQ/18oAn9uwXzw/s400/IMGP0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a Christmas letter that I will post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2368231599338096560?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2368231599338096560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2368231599338096560&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2368231599338096560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2368231599338096560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/12/month-of-novemeber.html' title='The month of Novemeber.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/STqOz002cII/AAAAAAAABVg/DvqMvqnzock/s72-c/IMGP0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3726057304001515254</id><published>2008-11-16T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:16:27.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magnificent 8 tag</title><content type='html'>8 favorite TV shows:&lt;br /&gt;1. Biggest Loser&lt;br /&gt;2. Gray's Anatomy... I know, but I can't stop!&lt;br /&gt;3. Ellen&lt;br /&gt;4. The Office&lt;br /&gt;6. Pushing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Daises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Bachelor&lt;br /&gt;8. LOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I did yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Went Grocery shopping to the "new" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went Christmas Quilt shopping...&lt;br /&gt;3. Quilted&lt;br /&gt;4. Watched the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; quarter of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; foot ball game&lt;br /&gt;5. Practiced my flute for Church today&lt;br /&gt;6. Had Matt and James look at my wrist and tell me that it is for sure injured and not in my head&lt;br /&gt;7. played games with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Matt's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ultimate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt; team&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ordered&lt;/span&gt; my free photo book from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Snap Fish&lt;/span&gt; (so cute and fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things to Look Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;2. Christmas&lt;br /&gt;3. Matt Graduating and getting a job&lt;br /&gt;4. Black Friday&lt;br /&gt;5. Nap time&lt;br /&gt;6. Lost starting again&lt;br /&gt;7. Finishing my book&lt;br /&gt;8. Twilight the movie I know it wont be as good as the book, but still I have this drive to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hamilton's&lt;/span&gt; Steak and Seafood&lt;br /&gt;2. Crab Pot&lt;br /&gt;3. Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt; Steakhouse&lt;br /&gt;4. Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Carinos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Schlotzskys&lt;/span&gt; Deli&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Rumbi&lt;/span&gt; Island Grill&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bajio&lt;/span&gt; Grill&lt;br /&gt;8. Samba Grill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on my Wish List:&lt;br /&gt;1. A video Camera&lt;br /&gt;2. A new sewing machine&lt;br /&gt;3. A fancy camera&lt;br /&gt;4. a second car&lt;br /&gt;5. Be closer to family&lt;br /&gt;6. a NEVER ENDING cookie jar... or just a cookie jar in general&lt;br /&gt;7. one more closet, or room for crafts.&lt;br /&gt;8. some new black socks for Matt, and new black shoes for Gabe, and what the heck, me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people I want to tag&lt;br /&gt;(this is hard because I have so many readers of my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kayleen&lt;/span&gt;... welcome the the blogging community!&lt;br /&gt;Jackie... you need to blog more&lt;br /&gt;Alyson... I miss you come home&lt;br /&gt;Sunny... I miss you I wish you still lived here&lt;br /&gt;Robyn and Chance... I mean Chase&lt;br /&gt;Andrea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hoopster&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ferrrraaarrraaaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Rocherrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Becca... because I know you will do it&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and Sean... because I bet you hate it but still will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times! That was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3726057304001515254?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3726057304001515254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3726057304001515254&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3726057304001515254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3726057304001515254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/11/magnificent-8-tag.html' title='The Magnificent 8 tag'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7059938718264836602</id><published>2008-10-31T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:43:31.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little WT for Halloween</title><content type='html'>What is the point of having a gas stove if you can't roast a hot dog on it?  Seriously!  I was in the mood for a hot dog today for lunch.  I am of course out of Gas for the grill, and I don't want to heat up some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;charcoal&lt;/span&gt;  for a single hot dog-o.  I could have of course pulled out the trusty George Foreman grill, but that would require a clean up... after all why have a hot dog if you have to clean up a pot that can't be submerged in water... I look longingly at the Hebrew National package, and the background becomes the foreground and I see nothing else but the GAS STOVE!  That is right I did it.  I broke out the hot dog sticks that I got Matt for the anniversary and roasted a hot dog open flame via the gas stove. (mmm)  Way to go white trash.  So I guess that is my Halloween costume today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Melissa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7059938718264836602?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7059938718264836602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7059938718264836602&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7059938718264836602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7059938718264836602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-wt-for-halloween.html' title='a little WT for Halloween'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2050770086929576096</id><published>2008-10-29T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:42:26.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go ahead tell me how great I am. NO SERIOUSLY! I am pretty impressed with my mad sewing skills, and what not. I made Gabe's costume this year with matching hat and shoes. YES I made shoes. So I know it isn't Halloween yet but I thought I would bust out some cute pictures. Our friend and neighbor took these and I am pretty impressed. Shout out to Angie. Here is her blog if you live in the area and are interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://despainphotographyblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://despainphotographyblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262647251447045090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SQityuCv2-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/Th26p3BBMLE/s400/gabes+first+halloween.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262647253876019378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SQity3F3ELI/AAAAAAAAA_4/fKBH9b791kY/s400/Halloween.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262647258570762706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SQitzIlLKdI/AAAAAAAABAA/MAbM3es5TZ8/s400/Halloween2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are getting our family pictures taken today, no costumes, well for Gabe and me at least, Matt will be wearing clothes without holes and shoes not boots. (Not that I don't mind his boots, in fact I love them.) :) &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/5376321715005862569-2050770086929576096?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2050770086929576096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2050770086929576096&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2050770086929576096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2050770086929576096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-ahead-tell-me-how-great-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SQityuCv2-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/Th26p3BBMLE/s72-c/gabes+first+halloween.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7370065744156281181</id><published>2008-10-13T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:36:08.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it!</title><content type='html'>On our way to our half marathon in South Dakota, we stopped in the badlands.  It was very cool to see all of these crazy rock formations and caves.  It was beautiful.  Matt kept saying he was waiting for the dinosaurs to show up, or a pterodactyl to swoop down and carry him away.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPF0_Wu1I/AAAAAAAAA90/VO97OusJuuk/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPF0_Wu1I/AAAAAAAAA90/VO97OusJuuk/s400/Jims+funeral+family+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256702520357993298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got some hiking in and that was great for the soul.  I was surprised at how brave Matt was while hiking and carrying our son in his arms... there were some times where I actually had to close my eyes because I thought for sure I would through up if I saw what he was doing with no hands...  because Gabe was in them...  But we survived and we got some beautiful pictures as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPGeYxJ2I/AAAAAAAAA98/W00SYR7y9Jo/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPGeYxJ2I/AAAAAAAAA98/W00SYR7y9Jo/s400/Jims+funeral+family+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256702531470436194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are in a little cave on our way to "The Notch".  I can't believe Gabe fell asleep like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPGUe_puI/AAAAAAAAA-E/FxI2SlOYfHk/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPGUe_puI/AAAAAAAAA-E/FxI2SlOYfHk/s400/Jims+funeral+family+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256702528812197602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The family that we did this with, Abby and James Boone, her family decided to make it kind of a family reunion so we got to meet all of them.  Here we are at the Olive Garden having all you can eat Pasta dishes.  They didn't know what they were doing with 12 + 2 people all ordering all you can eat pasta dishes, bread sticks and salad all before a half marathon.   Thank you Hill family it was a great time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOTwTPn4mI/AAAAAAAAA-c/bRT-4yrEx0c/s1600-h/BabyGodfrey_FirstMarathon2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOTwTPn4mI/AAAAAAAAA-c/bRT-4yrEx0c/s400/BabyGodfrey_FirstMarathon2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256707648080306786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are the morning of the race... before we ran.  We are all looking pretty good.  Happy and content and not wanting to find a bush.  obviously this did not happen the whole 13.1 miles.  Gabe did great.  There was only about a half a mile that he got cold and was upset.   And you don't really want to know what happened to my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPG3ri-VI/AAAAAAAAA-M/fkllur1Yq0I/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPG3ri-VI/AAAAAAAAA-M/fkllur1Yq0I/s400/Jims+funeral+family+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256702538260085074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPF0_Wu1I/AAAAAAAAA90/VO97OusJuuk/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+009.jpg"&gt;Well I always knew Matt could, but not pushing a stroller and I have NEVER been a runner in my life, but we finished! Who thought a half marathon would be something I would actually say I accomplished.  Here we are at the KOA Lodge infront of a bison.  We are wearing out shirts and our metals from the race.  We finished in 2 hours and 21 minutes.  Horray for us!   (Ps this is not a link and I don't know why it is blue and underlined like one.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPHfu4EII/AAAAAAAAA-U/lj6zxm-H3WI/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPHfu4EII/AAAAAAAAA-U/lj6zxm-H3WI/s400/Jims+funeral+family+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256702549011468418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the race we put little Gabe down for a nap left him with Hills and went to Mt. Rushmore.  Pretty cool.  Yeah we ran a half marathon in the Black Hills. Next to Mt Rushmore and the Crazy Horse Mounument.  Pretty rad hu?  We must have inspired Gabe.  We got back and he was crawling... No seriously.  He is everywhere now, it is cute!  &lt;br /&gt;Well we are already thinking about doing another one!  January St. George.  Anyone up for it?  Godfrey's... Caverts....Christensens.... Bianco's.... ANYONE!!!  What am I doing?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7370065744156281181?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7370065744156281181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7370065744156281181&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7370065744156281181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7370065744156281181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOPF0_Wu1I/AAAAAAAAA90/VO97OusJuuk/s72-c/Jims+funeral+family+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3333091503538247541</id><published>2008-10-13T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:45:17.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some family time</title><content type='html'>As some of you know, my step dad Jim passed away September 23rd.  It was very sudden and needless to say I went home for a week where we had a lot of family time.  It was great to see all of them, but it wasn't under the best of circumstances.   We did get some great family shots in and that was fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK4rY0CkI/AAAAAAAAA9U/ii634BTYzTQ/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK4rY0CkI/AAAAAAAAA9U/ii634BTYzTQ/s320/Jims+funeral+family+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697896395606594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  While we were there Gabe got an ear infection which was great seeing as our insurance only works in Nebraska, luckily His pediatrician called in a prescription and some numbing drops so I got a little bit of sleep.  The funeral went well, I gave the Life sketch which was good for me to do I got a little bit of closure.   We have had so much support and I want to thank everyone for your love and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK5NE2qII/AAAAAAAAA9c/QyNLrHbFjWI/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK5NE2qII/AAAAAAAAA9c/QyNLrHbFjWI/s320/Jims+funeral+family+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697905438697602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma was happy to see both of her Grandson's loved her very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK5uei1QI/AAAAAAAAA9s/-oWJRkLaKXw/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK5uei1QI/AAAAAAAAA9s/-oWJRkLaKXw/s320/Jims+funeral+family+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697914404820226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dana got to meet Gabe.  Gabe even said her name.  (it isn't very hard when all you can say are three consiants and two of them are D and N.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK5U8u6zI/AAAAAAAAA9k/qMBiIRaJzJM/s1600-h/Jims+funeral+family+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK5U8u6zI/AAAAAAAAA9k/qMBiIRaJzJM/s320/Jims+funeral+family+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697907552119602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Godfrey got to see Gabe again, that made every one happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3333091503538247541?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3333091503538247541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3333091503538247541&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3333091503538247541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3333091503538247541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-some-of-you-know-my-step-dad-jim.html' title='Some family time'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SPOK4rY0CkI/AAAAAAAAA9U/ii634BTYzTQ/s72-c/Jims+funeral+family+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-5837504003030473421</id><published>2008-09-22T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:00:32.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>You did what?</title><content type='html'>As some of you know, I posted a while back that I was going to run a half marathon.  I told you that because I wanted to make my goal public, as so I would have to actually go good on my goal.  Well one way or another it really is going to happen.  I have been training for a very long run, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; very very long run, for a very very long time.  It takes a while to come back from, well never running before in your life, and having a baby.  So I tricked Matt into making this goal with me so I would actually have to do it.  He will be pushing Gabe in the stroller for all 13.1 miles.   Well here is the deal the run is in 2 weeks... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; less than that October 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and I am starting to freak out a little bit.  I am pretty sure I can do it, I just think it will probably take me the whole day to cross that finish line.  But whatever, the post is not really about me finishing the soon to be half marathon, that will come at a later date, like when I do it.  This is about Riverside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Riverfest&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Riverside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Riverfest&lt;/span&gt; is in Kansas City, MO.  We have some very dear friends of ours that left us in Omaha and moved to KC and invited us to come and run the 10k.  (and my "us" I mean me, strollers were not allowed.)  So we went. My friend Robyn made us some GREAT food, and we got to stay in their basement that I didn't have nightmares of spiders in, and we got up in the morning and Robyn and I rant the 10k.  We didn't have an AMAZING time like 32 min. like the first place man did, BUT we finished.  1 hour 03 min. I think that was pretty great for my first race ever.  My knees hurt and my back is killing me because of the gravel road, BUT I got a trophy.  Yes you heard or rather read correctly, a TROPHY!  I got 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place.  So did Robyn,  I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; why they did things the way they did, but I did get 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place for my "age group" I feel like a 6 year old, every one has to get a prize.  My trophy say 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place on it and I will take that.  I am after all in a pretty competitive age group.  AND that means that I wasn't the very last person to finish the race.  there was at least 1 other person in my age group that I was faster than.  Watch out, second place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; through.  I have my trophy displayed in my living room.  I am pretty proud.   I don't think I will be so lucky for the half marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-5837504003030473421?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5837504003030473421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=5837504003030473421&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5837504003030473421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5837504003030473421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-did-what.html' title='You did what?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6815285963805122142</id><published>2008-09-10T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:53:54.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats for dinner?</title><content type='html'>"Whats for dinner honey?" Matt questions.&lt;br /&gt;"Homemade BBQ pulled pork burritos Matt." Melissa answers.&lt;br /&gt;"Sounds great!" Matt says, "What can I do to help?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well darling, our child Gabriel is living up to his angel name and sitting quietly in the living room by himself playing with a single toy." states Melissa, "Would you mind rolling this tortilla dough flat and cooking them on the tortilla grill and then setting the table please? I have everything else finished."&lt;br /&gt;Matt smiles a reassuring smile and answers, "Of course darling, but first would it be alright if I emptied the dishwasher first. I know how you like to keep everything tidy, this way you can rinse them and we can load the dishwasher together after dinner."&lt;br /&gt;Melissa takes a deep breath and replies, "Sweety, I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who lives this way?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah right! If this was the case I would be begging to spend hours and hours in the kitchen preparing a delicious and nutritious meal that our family would enjoy.  As it is however, it is not like this at all.  Ok so Matt and I still love each other, and it isn't like Gabe is Gabezilla ALL the time, but everything else dream on buddy!  It isn't like Matt doesn't help out cleaning either, he helps.  And when he does I normally reward his effort by destroying the kitchen again and making him the best dinner of his life.  But then I am exhausted from my long day with Gabe and cooking and heaven knows what else, and needless to say the next morning the kitchen is still a mess, and Matt has watched another full season of MacGyver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now don't get me wrong I don't mind a kitchen mess every once in a while and if this was the only issue I wouldn't be writing this post.  I will spend an hour and a half to two hours in the kitchen making this super yummy dinner,  and we will have great leftovers that I will put into separate smaller Tupperware so that Matt will have a healthy and heartfelt lunch sometime during the week.  He wants peanut butter and jelly. Whatever!   I make a lunch for him put my Tupperware in his bag and leave a love note... he forgets it and goes to Mc-Yucky-Ducky's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever, I can handle that.   So I am thinking about maybe giving cooking a try again,  I think I will make some grilled chicken marinated in a yummy balsamic vinegar glaze and sate some fresh veggies with a side of brown rice..... no, Matt is all "clucked out".  Which means I am pretty much sick of everything you cook so thanks but no thanks... Ok you can have a nice big bowl of Life cereal, again.  enjoy.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I GIVE UP!  I AM ON COOKING STRIKE!     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I WILL NOT COOK UNLESS ALL THE FOLLOWING DEMANDS ARE MET:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I do not have to cook and clean and take care of the baby all by myself while the other people in the house are tuned out to the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I don't have to waste anymore food, I am not made of money or have all the time in the world to prepare more food to be tossed.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. If you don't like my idea for dinner, think of a new one OR STOP COMPLAINING!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Love me even though I posted this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6815285963805122142?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6815285963805122142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6815285963805122142&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6815285963805122142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6815285963805122142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-for-dinner.html' title='Whats for dinner?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1405806039382914285</id><published>2008-09-07T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:05:34.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am amazing!</title><content type='html'>I so made my own background. I feel like "the cutest blog on the block" has taught me something that will more than likely change my whole life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note, I have been spring cleaning my house... in the fall. I am officially sick of clutter and get mad at any kind of crumb or dust particle that falls on my freshly cleaned... well anything. I am wondering how I can keep this up? I know there are some either incredibly motivated or OCD people out there that can give me some pointers.  I have seen FLY LADY, but I try to keep my sink clean.  I need someone with OCD to give it to me.  I want this in my life... help me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1405806039382914285?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1405806039382914285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1405806039382914285&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1405806039382914285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1405806039382914285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-amazing.html' title='I am amazing!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-5693863501927075851</id><published>2008-08-29T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:08:33.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-984115866887bfc1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D984115866887bfc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35E4868BB8D41B6CA9FE2EEC31B720C7E3888FBE.787EB6965E9E19CA947DCE33C5BD29F0DD6C425D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D984115866887bfc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL9gVv0lp1PURNsl_l_HFugE8bF0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D984115866887bfc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35E4868BB8D41B6CA9FE2EEC31B720C7E3888FBE.787EB6965E9E19CA947DCE33C5BD29F0DD6C425D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D984115866887bfc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL9gVv0lp1PURNsl_l_HFugE8bF0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came out of the shower yesterday after our very hard run, and could hear Matt and Gabe and I started to laugh so I grabbed the camera.  I hope you enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-5693863501927075851?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=984115866887bfc1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5693863501927075851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=5693863501927075851&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5693863501927075851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5693863501927075851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/08/what.html' title='what the?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3468253848714939618</id><published>2008-08-25T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:57:32.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So as many of you are aware, I am not a big bug person... now don't get me wrong, I don't mind the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; bug show when camping or hiking in the great out doors. HOWEVER, when you walk outside your door and you see these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; LARGE beasts,wow. At least I know my HOUSE is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; bug free or else I wouldn't be able to sleep at night....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SLKz9i0EOsI/AAAAAAAAA8A/rUyA7nWqWQA/s1600-h/cicada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238447186483886786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SLKz9i0EOsI/AAAAAAAAA8A/rUyA7nWqWQA/s320/cicada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So one of the sounds you get used to in the summer is the sound of attacking cicadas. one might ask what is a cicada well it is a very large &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beetle&lt;/span&gt; looking thing that is the loudest insect in the world. Well when you step out side these very loud clumsy bugs seem to be swarming and on the hunt for none other but you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SLKvkEOEflI/AAAAAAAAA74/lRwD7fzHvWE/s1600-h/red+velvet+cow+killer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238442350728216146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SLKvkEOEflI/AAAAAAAAA74/lRwD7fzHvWE/s320/red+velvet+cow+killer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was walking outside the other day and saw one of these lovely things.... I was like hey I have never seen a red hairy ant before, well these are not ants but female wasps. They are actually called "cow killers" because of their very painful sting. oh the joy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SLKvkHx0HSI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ZuKioo4sLNg/s1600-h/argiope.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238442351683444002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SLKvkHx0HSI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ZuKioo4sLNg/s320/argiope.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My husband and my neighbor are funny. Let me share a story. I just got out of the shower and my wonderful husband comes upstairs and tells me that he has to show me something really cool. I hurry downstairs thinking it might be something that our son did... NO. our neighbor Tyler found this Large spider and thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; would rock to show it to me. I had a good couple of screams, he had a good couple of laughs and then he put it back. You heard right. He put the spider back where he found it. Now first of all this spider was not a normal looking spider, obviously as you can see by the picture. Second of all it was quite big. how big? oh lets say, the body was about an inch long, with legs bigger than that. now take your thumb and first finger and make an inch, than imagine legs... Um.... He didn't kill it, HE PUT IT BACK! I am glad that all my night mares are revolving around this yellow and black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;agiope&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks guys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3468253848714939618?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3468253848714939618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3468253848714939618&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3468253848714939618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3468253848714939618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/08/nebraska-bugs.html' title='Nebraska bugs'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SLKz9i0EOsI/AAAAAAAAA8A/rUyA7nWqWQA/s72-c/cicada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8031883370311422888</id><published>2008-08-22T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:07:49.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SK8ciQKI6UI/AAAAAAAAA7g/NAaeeuTnqgs/s1600-h/mosaic7851043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SK8ciQKI6UI/AAAAAAAAA7g/NAaeeuTnqgs/s400/mosaic7851043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436266433800514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this off some other blogs and thought it looked cool. Apparently this is my whole existence summed up into 12 pictures. Try it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/search/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Flickr Search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;b. Using only the first page, pick an image.&lt;br /&gt;c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into &lt;a href="http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;fd's mosaic maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your first name?&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;3. What high school did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;7. Dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;9. What you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you love most in life?&lt;br /&gt;11. One Word to describe you.&lt;br /&gt;12. Your flickr name. (kid version: favorite animal?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8031883370311422888?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8031883370311422888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8031883370311422888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8031883370311422888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8031883370311422888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SK8ciQKI6UI/AAAAAAAAA7g/NAaeeuTnqgs/s72-c/mosaic7851043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2547490097053990404</id><published>2008-08-22T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:58:25.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-19f8f07d5f09ecf3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19f8f07d5f09ecf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2488782E7B37774E61AB91586BF7E73D603C6C57.1D0628F1F314B393C112D80EFD50108344F22EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19f8f07d5f09ecf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAoE2mKZORvtgTdSlEDqXoxkcq20&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19f8f07d5f09ecf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2488782E7B37774E61AB91586BF7E73D603C6C57.1D0628F1F314B393C112D80EFD50108344F22EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19f8f07d5f09ecf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAoE2mKZORvtgTdSlEDqXoxkcq20&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a cute video of my cute boy who discovered my ball.  He is so cute I can't stand it!  Also yesterday, his first tooth "cut" through.  We are so proud of our little guy.  It didn't cost us very much, just some bad naps and a little more drool than normal.   WAY TO GO BUDDY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2547490097053990404?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=19f8f07d5f09ecf3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2547490097053990404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2547490097053990404&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2547490097053990404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2547490097053990404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-is-cute-video-of-my-cute-boy-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-142693917900896589</id><published>2008-08-21T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:33:33.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OLYMPIC FEVER</title><content type='html'>SO I must confess I haven't been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggerific&lt;/span&gt; lately.  And the following is not an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;excuse&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; my enabler. &lt;br /&gt;The following is an excerpt from my dear friend Amy.  She put into words what  I was feeling before I could, so I stole it from her... but I am planning on paying her royalties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2008 Summer Olympics have effectively consumed our lives. We can't get enough of it. It's like an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;additively&lt;/span&gt; abusive relationship. It steals our precious sleep, completely takes us away from social events, and makes us question our self worth. In spite of this, we crave it. Not only do we watch it every night, I find myself reading all about it online at work the next day. I love everything about my United States Olympians (Michael Phelps' ears included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nastia&lt;/span&gt; and Shawn (they're my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BFF's&lt;/span&gt;) are amazing. As I watch them, I imagine it's me tumbling through the air at insane speeds. I imagine that my thighs are only touching because of my massive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;quadricep&lt;/span&gt; muscles and that the Scrunchy isn't a thing of the past. The Scrunchy has its place right there on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-even bars, right next to the snow white chalk and the metallic spandex leotards. At 26 years old, I'm hanging onto the dream and shooting for the stars.Everyone knows that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nastia&lt;/span&gt; and Shawn should win gold medals for everything they do. Not only are they the most talented gymnasts in the 2008 Olympics, but they are also OF LEGAL AGE. Do the Chinese think we're that stupid? They can tell us all night every night that their gymnasts are 16 years old, but did you look like that when you were 16? Those leotards leave nothing to the imagination....unless that is exactly what you have. Nothing. They're seriously like 7 years old. I would win, too, if I weighed 23 pounds and lacked the life experience that would force me to ball up in a fetal position on the floor underneath the balance beam.&lt;br /&gt;My other new favorite Olympic sport is swimming. Let's be honest. Who didn't watch swimming and who isn't completely infatuated with Michael Phelps? He is half human, half dolphin and all MAN. He's in a league of his own. I wonder if the other competitors spend all day wondering what exactly they are doing in Beijing. If nothing else, I hope they ate some delicious Chinese food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-142693917900896589?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/142693917900896589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=142693917900896589&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/142693917900896589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/142693917900896589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-fever.html' title='OLYMPIC FEVER'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-4515024295827961085</id><published>2008-08-01T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T17:53:31.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hum....</title><content type='html'>So... it starts with a simple lesson of trying to teach Gabe how to scoot.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229713848313920834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SJOtCW2xPUI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/yntL3BEh2fA/s320/IMGP0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Just my cell phone and some links. No big deal... UNTIL Gabe turns into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GABEZILLA&lt;/span&gt; and starts screaming uncontrollably.  I know that the wrong way to teach him how to get something is by letting him scream and then I give it to him so I just let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GABEZILLA&lt;/span&gt; scream and fuss to get the goodies.  well needless to say he very quickly turns into a very angry/sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GABEZILLA&lt;/span&gt;.  I pick him up and say we will try to get the fun toys later.  I think it might be dinner and bed time.   Now I am starting to get a little frustrated after a good half hour of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GABEZILLA&lt;/span&gt; already and am ready for my dinner as well.  I start boiling some water for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;,  and pull some squash from the freezer for Gabe. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229713860514495490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SJOtDETnPAI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OsUoM6EA64U/s320/IMGP0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I give him a rice rusk and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GABEZILLA&lt;/span&gt; turns into Gabe again for a short time until the rusk is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dissolved&lt;/span&gt;/eaten, and then  you guessed it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GABEZILLA&lt;/span&gt; again.  I finish making my super yummy plate of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Prego&lt;/span&gt; and put it on a paper plate only to watch it tumble down to floor and land pretty much all over the place. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229713841434046978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SJOtB9OesgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/ZLwRV8XVlks/s320/IMGP0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;meanwhile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;GABEZILLA&lt;/span&gt; screams.  I cleaned up and headed for his food and after squash, oatmeal, peas and rice, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;applesauce&lt;/span&gt;, I have a sweet boy again and I finally get to remake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;.  Nurse Gabe, and as my friend Mindy says "Miller Time".   One might ask where my husband is... Golfing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-4515024295827961085?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4515024295827961085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=4515024295827961085&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4515024295827961085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4515024295827961085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/08/hum.html' title='hum....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SJOtCW2xPUI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/yntL3BEh2fA/s72-c/IMGP0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6354536919064785915</id><published>2008-07-29T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:32:37.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three years and going strong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SI84EGAH_nI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Wj3S7AJg-eA/s1600-h/burning+love-p002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SI84EGAH_nI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Wj3S7AJg-eA/s400/burning+love-p002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228459335382204018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6354536919064785915?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6354536919064785915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6354536919064785915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6354536919064785915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6354536919064785915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-years-and-going-strong.html' title='Three years and going strong.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SI84EGAH_nI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Wj3S7AJg-eA/s72-c/burning+love-p002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7301993888086699367</id><published>2008-07-14T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:32:12.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godfrey Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>I thought it might be fun to actually see if perhaps there was a small chance that Gabe looked even a little bit more like me than Matt... Nope. But at least it is only 6 percent more Matt than me. I can handle that. Arn't my boys cute anyway? &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" target="_blank" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter"&gt;&lt;img height="460" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/L/storage/site1/files/74/15/42/741542_5690567625b784ubwder49.JPG" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter"&gt;Look-alike Meter&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-pics"&gt;Family pics&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-family-tree-chart"&gt;Free family tree chart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNjA*MTU3ODIzOCZwdD*xMjE2MDQxNjE2NjYwJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTI=.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7301993888086699367?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7301993888086699367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7301993888086699367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7301993888086699367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7301993888086699367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/07/godfrey-look-alike-meter.html' title='Godfrey Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8547166193497404884</id><published>2008-07-12T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:48:47.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time and livin' is easy</title><content type='html'>We just got our window replaced yesterday. I am happy to say that we can now open up the window to help cool the outside a little. I have this theory that says it could work. Omaha is getting hot and sticky, which is so good for your hair and your complexion. It is also good for the pool. I took Gabe to the pool for his 6 month birthday because that is the official day he can wear sunscreen.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ0JbJnYI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/f1Zni0yK6Us/s1600-h/the+pool+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222153362237660546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ0JbJnYI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/f1Zni0yK6Us/s320/the+pool+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was mystified at first and then low and behold he loved it. We went to the pool with Gabe's girlfriend Olivia. Recently they have been inseparable. We even supervised them on their first date.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ0xQrSsI/AAAAAAAAA5o/xGISnQXFYoE/s1600-h/IMGP0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222153372931148482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ0xQrSsI/AAAAAAAAA5o/xGISnQXFYoE/s320/IMGP0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They went to lunch and then then shopping all day. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ1WrXFnI/AAAAAAAAA5w/48qjeLv48Vc/s1600-h/gabe+and+his+girlfriend+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222153382975182450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ1WrXFnI/AAAAAAAAA5w/48qjeLv48Vc/s320/gabe+and+his+girlfriend+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT FUN! These two are super cute together, but they are also both super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I took this very cute picture of Gabe yesterday. I think it is the first one where you can see his little tootheless grin.  Melts your heart hu?  LOOK MOM MY ROSEBUD CHEEKS! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ0TQ3UjI/AAAAAAAAA5g/gTr-8_TDSoE/s1600-h/the+pool+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222153364878873138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ0TQ3UjI/AAAAAAAAA5g/gTr-8_TDSoE/s320/the+pool+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8547166193497404884?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8547166193497404884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8547166193497404884&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8547166193497404884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8547166193497404884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-time-and-livin-is-easy.html' title='Summer time and livin&apos; is easy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SHjQ0JbJnYI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/f1Zni0yK6Us/s72-c/the+pool+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1732236232434969593</id><published>2008-06-30T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:04:15.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midwest living aka TAKE COVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So funny story, I was at the grocery store on Friday and I started hearing the tornado sirens. I thought to myself, "gee that is odd, the sky is bright and blue... oh well." needless to say as I was driving home I was NOT thinking that. I was thinking, "I am going to die, I am going to die!" I did not die. However, I WAS driving when it hit. It was the scariest thing ever. I was driving through fallen trees and dodging snapped, swinging power lines, and waiting for the hail to smash my windshield. I got home and I think Matt was a bit in shock. He handed Gabe to me and ran back down in the basement saying that there was an inch of water in the basement. Don't worry he was being dramatic. (he learned that from me) There was a steady stream of water going down our wall and large drops falling in the corner out of the beams, which we caught in a bucket. I then looked out our window and found that it had been shattered. The neighbors porch swing tried to take cover in our living room. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" authkey="'rHqbNSa6DTI#5217749121271303714"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SGkrLlR7jiI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/vap00KRHpuw/s400/IMGP0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It did not succeed, but it sure tried. After we composed ourselves a bit and the storm had passed, we went out and survey the damage. I had seen a little bit of it driving in, but was pretty much NEEDING to get indoors. There were A LOT of LARGE trees that had been uprooted or broken in half or snapped. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" authkey="'rHqbNSa6DTI#5217749235444649986"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SGkrSOm-kAI/AAAAAAAAA4g/FR7lQHtTHQs/s400/IMGP0072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" authkey="'rHqbNSa6DTI#5217749297814799282"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SGkrV29Lg7I/AAAAAAAAA4o/se2yeAcJ5U8/s400/IMGP0069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt went right to work with the chain saw. He was chopping trees and what not for a while that night. We were only out of power for 21 hours or so, but our friends on the other side of Village green are still with out power and they say it could be until Saturday, because of the tree that fell over on the line. Although the storm left major tree damage, our house was the ONLY damage. There was NO other unit that was hurt, there were no cars damaged at all. We were really lucky. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" authkey="'rHqbNSa6DTI#5217749332291795714"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SGkrX3ZIuwI/AAAAAAAAA4w/0ZCFR-iAMYU/s400/IMGP0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" authkey="'rHqbNSa6DTI#5217749179736604386"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SGkrO_FJPuI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/mQarXkM-CQ4/s400/IMGP0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We survived the storm and we are doing well.   It was a crazy adventure that I don't think I want to do again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1732236232434969593?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1732236232434969593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1732236232434969593&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1732236232434969593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1732236232434969593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/06/midwest-living-aka-take-cover.html' title='Midwest living aka TAKE COVER!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SGkrLlR7jiI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/vap00KRHpuw/s72-c/IMGP0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6773215198029403280</id><published>2008-06-18T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:14:50.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabe's new tricks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnM8Di2IdI/AAAAAAAAA2o/fdPwAA7xqN0/s1600-h/Spring+break+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213423375773737426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnM8Di2IdI/AAAAAAAAA2o/fdPwAA7xqN0/s320/Spring+break+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well Gabe has a new trick. It is called eating from a spoon. I have a hard time referring to it as "solids" because as most of you know it is actually NOT solid. It is a tiny tiny bit thicker than milk and when blown upon spatters all over the intended victim... that may be the table or mom. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnO_AxvfKI/AAAAAAAAA3I/swgdxUa8Zgw/s1600-h/Spring+break+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213425625593773218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnO_AxvfKI/AAAAAAAAA3I/swgdxUa8Zgw/s320/Spring+break+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabe gets so stinking exited about eating this "solid" food that he gets very upset if we don't give it to him as fast as he can swallow. Which of course leads to more excitement when we "finally" get the spoon full of "mush" to his mouth that it goes spattering once again in all directions. Oh man is he cute or what! He likes Oatmeal better than Rice and LOVES his squash. mmmmm. How strange it is that my life has become a random series of feeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gabe's new FAVORITE toy, above ALL other toys in the whole world, is... a piece of paper. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnOI9iELrI/AAAAAAAAA2w/1m6m57Uiu14/s1600-h/paper+toy+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213424697009778354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnOI9iELrI/AAAAAAAAA2w/1m6m57Uiu14/s320/paper+toy+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Any color, and size, any shape. If he sees it, he MUST have it or all else the world might implode. once he gets it after of course hyperventilating which is his way of asking nicely, it goes directly to his mouth.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnOJezajgI/AAAAAAAAA24/WiVM5AKiJGI/s1600-h/paper+toy+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213424705940917762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnOJezajgI/AAAAAAAAA24/WiVM5AKiJGI/s320/paper+toy+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I try to keep a Binky in so he doesn't swallow the whole paper. What a funny little munchkin.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnOJ55sdjI/AAAAAAAAA3A/7DAWezoUeEI/s1600-h/paper+toy+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213424713215014450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnOJ55sdjI/AAAAAAAAA3A/7DAWezoUeEI/s320/paper+toy+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He has even taken the great effort to try to roll from his back to his front. Way to go dude. &lt;/span&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/5376321715005862569-6773215198029403280?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6773215198029403280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6773215198029403280&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6773215198029403280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6773215198029403280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/06/gabes-new-tricks.html' title='Gabe&apos;s new tricks!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SFnM8Di2IdI/AAAAAAAAA2o/fdPwAA7xqN0/s72-c/Spring+break+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2437010465809962681</id><published>2008-06-08T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:23:22.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beans and Tornados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SExa-wxTLVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/QcWphUKRkDM/s1600-h/IMG_4083_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many of you folk out there know that Matt served his mission in Brazil. Well his favorite food to this day remains beans and rice, with a few ginger snaps or Christmas cookies. Well I have tried and tried to make these beans. The first and second time I absolutely burned the suckers. The third time wasn't terrible, although I think the beans were old and so a little crunchy... ick. However this week we had a break through! I made them. AND they were delightful. Matt said they were as good as the real thing in Brazil. Way to go me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have also been a few CRAZY weather things going on around here. Every night this past week we have had a pretty intense thunder storm... well last night around 2.30 I woke up. I thought to myself are those sirens tornado warnings... well it turns out that yes they were. We all relocated to the basement and turned on our nifty radio flashlight thing and waited the storm out. Gabe was a little confused, but all in all we survived. You gotta love Nebraska. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SExbg0wGHbI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/vNq7kundBUk/s1600-h/400px-Severe_thunderstorm_-_NOAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209639488435133874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SExbg0wGHbI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/vNq7kundBUk/s320/400px-Severe_thunderstorm_-_NOAA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I didn't take this picture but THAT is what the big deal is.  BIG SCARY cloud thingy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2437010465809962681?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2437010465809962681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2437010465809962681&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2437010465809962681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2437010465809962681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/06/beans-and-tornados.html' title='Beans and Tornados'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/SExbg0wGHbI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/vNq7kundBUk/s72-c/400px-Severe_thunderstorm_-_NOAA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7053907864346528030</id><published>2008-05-31T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T07:47:20.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; well I think I have put this off long enough... don't you! Man oh Man where have I been? It is funny how fast life goes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; well first thing is first. Here is a slide show of our Seattle trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmagodfrey%2Falbumid%2F5205479702325999265%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3D1WiVpcvouRc"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;? I know seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since we have been back:&lt;br /&gt;I read The Host (pretty freaking great).&lt;br /&gt;I planted a garden. I will take some pictures when it is not raining and show it to you. I am pretty darn proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;Matt is one more semester closer to being done with school and we have picked our final rotation/ clinical... drum roll please.... Murray Utah's own TOSH! (the orthopedic specialty hospital) I know we are pretty exited to be closer to family for a few months while we figure out what we want to do with the rest of our life's.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a digital scrapbook thing, and have started Gabe's book... and stuff... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; is fun on the computer... NO MESS!&lt;br /&gt;We bought a pass to the botanical gardens and have been there a few times. I opened up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; account and all my friends are mad that I haven't done it sooner. Matt is just bugged by it. I have fallen into the trap. He is just jealous...&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is about all that is happening in the BIG O as we so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lovingly&lt;/span&gt; refer to it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7053907864346528030?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7053907864346528030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7053907864346528030&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7053907864346528030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7053907864346528030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-well-i-think-i-have-put-this-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3186410917844016669</id><published>2008-05-27T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:37:56.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>Yes... it has been a while... We got back from Washington State a few weeks ago and have been rather busy with catching up!  We didn't have the internet for a while as well so that has been solved I am going to be updating the blog... soon... But not now... I would rather finish "The Host" and put Gabe down for a nap.  BUT we had a wonderful time and I can't wait to tell you all about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3186410917844016669?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3186410917844016669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3186410917844016669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3186410917844016669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3186410917844016669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/05/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3718785941889949797</id><published>2008-05-02T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:57:58.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip Toe through the Tulips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we are in Washington... still. We decided that we should get out and see the wonderful state. So Last week we set out on an adventure and boy did we have fun! We went to a place called Deception Bay and went a hiking.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'roK8WlXSLX8#5194357793911179106"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBYQ5IZbh2I/AAAAAAAAApk/CN3uipcs5_k/s400/IMGP0351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our first attempt in about a year to hike... Matt was kinda a wimp about it. It was only about a half a mile and boy was he complaining! Buck up little camper! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'roK8WlXSLX8#5194350436632200914"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBYKM4ZbhtI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/RS35AK5omWk/s400/IMGP0341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabe was so cute he was talking to the trees and looking around and learning with every blink and breath. (my boys are so stinking cute) We walked down to the ocean and looked around. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'roK8WlXSLX8#5194360181912995778"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBYTEIZbh8I/AAAAAAAAAqc/af2RgG39Fqk/s400/IMGP0357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we drove down on Widbey Island and took a ferry back to the "main land". After that we drove back up and made a quick stop at Tulip town.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'roK8WlXSLX8#5194371460497115234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBYdUoZbiGI/AAAAAAAAAug/c8B_kE91Nco/s400/IMGP0368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so glad that we were able to find it! There are acers and acers of beautiful bright colored tulips. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'roK8WlXSLX8#5194376842091137282"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBYiN4ZbiQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Xh3Kz4od9Io/s400/IMGP0379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW so beautiful. I felt like I was right in the heart of the Netherlands windmills and all. We are having so much fun here I can't believe we will only be here for another week! Where has the time gone?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3718785941889949797?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3718785941889949797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3718785941889949797&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3718785941889949797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3718785941889949797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/05/tip-toe-through-tulips.html' title='Tip Toe through the Tulips!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBYQ5IZbh2I/AAAAAAAAApk/CN3uipcs5_k/s72-c/IMGP0351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-5616370020438777298</id><published>2008-04-24T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:40:49.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest posting EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'Z9bveDH6ArA#5192825624457872802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCfZIZbhaI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2c2dz3TKBgM/s400/IMGP0323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well TA-DA! All I needed to do was go buy a thing that let me plug my card into the computer and TA-DA! pictures. So I will update a lot here for a moment. &lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCeloZbhJI/AAAAAAAAAi8/VHEvHEkLUaw/s400/IMGP0306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;My dear friend and I went to Lunch for my birthday and had a spectacular time. While we were eating I looked up at the lights and saw that there was an easter egg. I asked my waiter why it was still up and was wondering if inside the bright pink egg was a secret suprise like free dessert. He said no and that they just couldn't reach it to take it down after easter.... So Robyn was brave and stood on the table and got it for me. I think we should have recieved a prize or something, but we did get a laugh and a bright pink egg. &lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCeUIZbhFI/AAAAAAAAAic/_Ci9z_jZVoI/s400/IMGP0302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;After we went a lunchin' we went to the most beautiful grocery store of all time and ran into our dear friend Allyson and her mom. So we took a picture, and then were told that we couldn't take picures in the store. (weird) So here is the picture that we wern't supposed to take.&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCerIZbhKI/AAAAAAAAAjE/aTrmOSN7ams/s400/IMGP0307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Oh trust me I have more to update! Horray for that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;On our lovely drive up to Northern Washington I noticed that my Sister Taja lived right in the town we were driving to. I don't think I have seen her in 7 years. So Matt and I stopped and said hello and let her meet Gabe. I was so much fun to see her. She has turned into a beautiful young lady. I was so greatful to see her and her mom again. BUT it didn't stop there. They were helping Aunt Lori move in so we got to see Larisa, Lori, Luanne, Grandma Morton and Ashley. What a lucky bunch we were to see all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCfSYZbhXI/AAAAAAAAAkw/MRuQTVXNREo/s400/IMGP0320.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'Z9bveDH6ArA#5192825414004475218"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCfM4ZbhVI/AAAAAAAAAnM/D58PoYjvT4g/s400/IMGP0318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Here is Taja and Me. Isn't she beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCfXIZbhZI/AAAAAAAAAlA/PnFWGGfR0zo/s400/IMGP0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Here is Taja with Gabe. She is a proud Aunt can't you tell. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And last week Matt and I went over to the coast and walked around...kinda, I am still kinda sick and Gabe was sleeping most of the time. But we went to a town called Birch Bay and had yummy clam chowder and went over to the state park and drove around a little bit. It is so pretty up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;here I can't even put it into words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'Z9bveDH6ArA#5192826148443883010"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCf3oZbhgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/v3TM_H0VMS8/s400/IMGP0329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yes here I am at a little camp sight. There are lots of trees and it was kinda a chilly day. what can you do? braid your hair on the side and smile thats what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCgLYZbhjI/AAAAAAAAAmU/hqQkxAaa5ms/s400/IMGP0332.JPG" /&gt;Matt thought it was fun to go hiking litterally with the stroller. We almost lost it going down a hill... silly boy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'Z9bveDH6ArA#5192826281587869202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCf_YZbhhI/AAAAAAAAAmE/A_Yni8izJQs/s400/IMGP0330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Matt thought it would be fun to make me climb inside fo this bug infested hollowed out tree stump. I am glad he did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20href=" authkey="'Z9bveDH6ArA#5192826874293356146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCgh4ZbhnI/AAAAAAAAAm0/YgzX_uv6tDA/s400/IMGP0336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Here we are. Gabe is holding the camera or he would have been in the shot. I felt very west coast this day with my sweater jacket and side braid next to my ruggedly handsom husband on the cool driftwood next to the bay. Way to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So I am pretty sure that was a long post... but I had a lot to catch up on so thanks for putting up with my slacking for over a month. WAHOO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-5616370020438777298?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5616370020438777298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=5616370020438777298&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5616370020438777298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5616370020438777298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/04/hrefhttpwww.html' title='The Longest posting EVER!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/magodfrey/SBCfZIZbhaI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2c2dz3TKBgM/s72-c/IMGP0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1115119362427784868</id><published>2008-04-17T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:36:37.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Northern Washington!</title><content type='html'>As many of you know... or don't... Matt and I are up in the very Northwestern Corner of our Country for about a month.  We are here because of Matts clinical rotation.  On our way out here we stoped by Utah at Matts parents house and my family was able to come up so we could bless Gabe.  It was wonderful we are so glad we were able to do it where most of the family and friends could make it.  We made it here safely (don't recomend the drive with a 3 month old) and couldn't be staying with nicer people on the planet!  Ken and Ester have been married for 50 years and have 7 children and several grandchildren.  They live on a beatiful farm and they bake bread and cookies for us.  We are spoiled!  I have a TON of pictures of pretty much everything and as soon as I figure out how to get them on the web without putting them on Ken and Esters computer I will show them all to you.   In the mean time we also had some MORE pictures taken of Gabe and me by the same wonderfully talented girl Kellie Anderson kaptheblog.blogspot.com gotta run baby and all!  LOVE YOU ALL... except those I don't know :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1115119362427784868?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1115119362427784868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1115119362427784868&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1115119362427784868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1115119362427784868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/04/beautiful-northern-washington.html' title='Beautiful Northern Washington!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-4535410813947781325</id><published>2008-04-02T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T08:28:14.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well Hello Friends, or total strangers... whoever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I found this on a friends blog and laughed and laughed so I thought I would share it with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;1 . YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet &amp;amp; current car) Cricket Focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)  Half Baked Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;3. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name) M-Go or M-Tho some people also call me G-Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal) Green Gorilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born) Anne Moscow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)Godme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;7.SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink) The Blue Water (really diet coke, but water sound better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers) Carl Theodore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;9. STRIPPER NAME: (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy) Aero Dove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s &amp;amp; father’s middle names ) Kay Harlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter) Schnider Seattle - I think Seattle Schnider sounds better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;12. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower) Summer Gerbera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)Kiwi Bobby Pins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree) Yogurt Cherry Blossom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”)The Acting Sunshine Tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you enjoy what would be my name if I were anything but who I am.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-4535410813947781325?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4535410813947781325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=4535410813947781325&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4535410813947781325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4535410813947781325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-in-name.html' title='Whats in a name?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7428163734990968502</id><published>2008-03-27T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:13:17.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET THEM EAT CAKE!</title><content type='html'>I don't really have anything new to report. Gabe is still cute. He hasn't quite figured out why when he moves or hits things why they move, but he likes watching things move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good news I decided to figure out what kind of cake I would be...if I were a cake.  I am not hudge into cake, but I do love Ice Cream!  so I am ok with the assessment... exect for the high matanance part... I think Matt will get a kick out of this when he gets around to looking at the blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are an Ice Cream Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/cream-cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprising, unique, and high maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one of a kind, and you don't want anyone to forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fun in small doses, but it's easy for people to overdose on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7428163734990968502?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7428163734990968502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7428163734990968502&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7428163734990968502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7428163734990968502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-them-eat-cake.html' title='LET THEM EAT CAKE!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2493728365524867929</id><published>2008-03-20T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T07:33:54.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopppppy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/magodfrey/EasterCard/photo?authkey=3UKMcKYz3O0#5179830353516629154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/magodfrey/R-J0QzolDKI/AAAAAAAAAfY/IEcVAm1vXqE/s400/easter_gabe-p001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-2493728365524867929?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2493728365524867929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2493728365524867929&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2493728365524867929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2493728365524867929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/03/hopppppy-easter.html' title='Hopppppy Easter!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-4307081930817532166</id><published>2008-03-12T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:09:45.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We went to the zoo!!!</title><content type='html'>Many of you are aware that one of the things that Omaha'ns are most proud of is their zoo.  A few of us girls and our little munchkins went out on the first spring like day to check it out.  I was so exited to take Gabe.  I got him all dressed up in a zoo like outfit, one with animals on it and prepared for our adventure.  As you can see by the photos, he was so exited to be there!  We saw jellyfish, sharks, penguins, a python with his mouth WIDE open (freaky) and a bunch of really cool animals.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmagodfrey%2Falbumid%2F5176868772371893057%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DtB7MUKZwt-I" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad we all had a great time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-4307081930817532166?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/4307081930817532166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=4307081930817532166&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4307081930817532166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/4307081930817532166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-went-to-zoo.html' title='We went to the zoo!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7373824341930657206</id><published>2008-03-08T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T07:43:28.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found the camera!... Spring break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R9frd2IKCxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/c7qsa54RA-4/s1600-h/Spring+break+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176865194664135442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R9frd2IKCxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/c7qsa54RA-4/s320/Spring+break+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring Break! WOW! I will not be sad if we don't leave the house for a month! I tell you what it is so hard traveling with a little munch, a big munch and myself. There is just to much stuff! We did have a great time however! On Saturday morning we left before the sun came up and drove to denver where we stayed with some dear friends from Utah State. Gabe met a new friend as the Smiths had a baby just 5 weeks before Gabe and they sat on the floor talking to eachothere for about 30 min. It was so darn cute! We had a Birthday party for Matt at his Aunt and Uncle's (Peter and Toby). We had a great time! Monday Matt went skiing at Winter Park with some of his class mates and stayed up there on Monday night, probably thinking he might be able to get a full nights sleep uninterupted. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R9fre2IKCyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MMiTwq0oMCc/s1600-h/Spring+break+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176865211844004642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R9fre2IKCyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MMiTwq0oMCc/s320/Spring+break+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We drove back to Omaha on Wednesday morning, only to unpack start some laundry sleep and then leave Thursday to a cabin with some friends the Neilsons and the Boones. On our way there we stopped at a wild bird refuge in hope to see some bald eagles as this is mating season and there are supposidly a ton of them there. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R9frfGIKCzI/AAAAAAAAAXs/avYWsQNjs7U/s1600-h/Spring+break+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176865216138971954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R9frfGIKCzI/AAAAAAAAAXs/avYWsQNjs7U/s320/Spring+break+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't get so but we did see some wild turkeys and a red tailed chicken halk. But we learned a lot about birds and the area. Pretty cool. Once to the cabin we ate some pretty great food and played games all night long! So much fun! We only were there one night then packed up everything and then drove back. Needless to say poor Gabe NEVER wants to be in a car seat EVER again! poor thing. I can't even drop Matt off at school with out him screaming to get out! I will give him a day break and see if he forgets how much he hates it by tomorrow for church. (I doubt it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news we had some cute pictures taken of Gabe by a really great photographer named Kelly Anderson. Here is a link to her blog to see SOME of the cute pictures she took of little Gabe you can click on this link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kaptheblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kaptheblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they are so cute! I can't wait to see the rest of them.&lt;br /&gt;The little girl right below him is the one who I was visiting in the hospital the day I went into labor. She is very precious as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7373824341930657206?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7373824341930657206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7373824341930657206&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7373824341930657206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7373824341930657206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-did-you-put-camera-matt.html' title='I found the camera!... Spring break'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R9frd2IKCxI/AAAAAAAAAXc/c7qsa54RA-4/s72-c/Spring+break+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3834188039245163195</id><published>2008-03-04T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:09:50.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>improper parking?!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the joy of Nebraska!  Matt and I were driving just west of Lincoln Nebraska and to our amazement we saw about 15 cops in about 30 min.  Well, Matt started getting a little sleepy and asked if I could drive.  I of course said I would, I didn't want to die or get pulled over for drowsy driving.  We pulled over to the side of the road and Matt got out and I just slid over to the drivers side and then continued on our trip.  Well about 62 seconds after I started driving, I don't even think I was up to speed yet and there was a police car right behind me.  I looked at Matt and was wondering why I was being pulled over... after all we weren't speeding and we had all our seat belts on, I knew we didn't have a tail light out or anything like that.  We pulled over and the po-po came to our window while trying desperatly to find something else he could sight us for checking out the back seat and all that jazz.  He asked for the usual info and looking over EVERYTHING very cautiously said, "well I pulled you over because one of the State Troopers saw you pull over to the side of the road and the driver get out."  I said, "yes, we changed drivers."  He went back to his car and came back with a written warning saying that we were parked improperly.  WHAT THE HECK!  IMPROPER PARKING?  I told him that we were probably stopped for 90 seconds, he got all huffy and said, "Well you were stopped then weren't you?"  Whatever, I am sure that the all needed a head start on their quota for the month of March.   *jerks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3834188039245163195?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3834188039245163195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3834188039245163195&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3834188039245163195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3834188039245163195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/03/improper-parking.html' title='improper parking?!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-5110971981212680726</id><published>2008-02-20T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T08:33:53.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabes bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7xOr-tEfLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zIAYqqL65Aw/s1600-h/bathtime+fun!+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169092989787864242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7xOr-tEfLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zIAYqqL65Aw/s400/bathtime+fun!+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so I keep feeling that all I ever talk about is my dear sweet baby boy Gabriel, and I will continue to do so until something happens that is exiting for the whole family. So we gave Gabe his first bath, and to our suprise he loves it. These are pictures from his first, but since this bath, we have perfected the baby bath/shower. I now put his bath tub in the shower and tip the shower head upside down so it makes a sprinkler on his little belly. He likes it because it keeps him warm and I like it because when he pees it stays in the shower. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7xOsetEfMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/rZbq1W666d0/s1600-h/bathtime+fun!+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169092998377798850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7xOsetEfMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/rZbq1W666d0/s400/bathtime+fun!+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok seriously how cute is he? I am pretty sure I never knew how much I could love until this little munchkin was given to us. OH I LOVE HIM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On other news besides my beautiful baby boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was deciding if I should share this with every one because it makes it so final and what if I back out... But I suppose that if I share I will have the support of friends and family. Matt and I are going to run a half marathon this summer. It is going to take a lot of work especally since I can harly run a mile right now... but I just had a baby! I will get better. We found one in Soux City, ( just a little while from here) but it is in August, that will be a LONG HOT race, so we are looking for another one. I have started "training" for it. It is a lot of hard work I sure hope I can stick with it unil I feel like I am at least getting somewhere. Matt has given me workouts so I can get stronger, I really hate not being in shape, it really stinks to try to get back into it. YUCK! Well anyway I hear the sweety stirring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-5110971981212680726?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/5110971981212680726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=5110971981212680726&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5110971981212680726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/5110971981212680726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/02/gabes-bath.html' title='Gabes bath'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7xOr-tEfLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zIAYqqL65Aw/s72-c/bathtime+fun!+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8998425169694816679</id><published>2008-02-14T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:00:02.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7SddOtEfJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SssTEbJEIrc/s1600-h/bathtime+fun!+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166927797989702802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7SddOtEfJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SssTEbJEIrc/s320/bathtime+fun!+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok so I am officially a mean mom. Gabe told me this morning that his Valentines gift to me would be to let me dress him up like Cupid and take pictures. I said that I would probably use them as blackmail when he gets his first girl friend and gets married not to mention when he is a dad and I can show them to his kids.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He said he didn’t &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7SdeutEfKI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hRjBFoo-HPU/s1600-h/bathtime+fun!+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166927823759506594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7SdeutEfKI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hRjBFoo-HPU/s320/bathtime+fun!+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mind. Please note that I am doing this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Matt gets home from school. I don’t think he would approve of the idea. Hehe. Happy Valentines day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8998425169694816679?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8998425169694816679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8998425169694816679&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8998425169694816679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8998425169694816679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7SddOtEfJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SssTEbJEIrc/s72-c/bathtime+fun!+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6883432349348710986</id><published>2008-02-13T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T06:48:33.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HORRAY FOR BELLY BUTTONS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc7413cb307c0fae" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc7413cb307c0fae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CF6C02231F1869FC8BC7C6AE1D1CB6C411882B6.5B089154E1B47E4068951F29EDDFFE4E06376129%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc7413cb307c0fae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D51I83qaQfSQonULU8bFE-Ribq_M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc7413cb307c0fae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CF6C02231F1869FC8BC7C6AE1D1CB6C411882B6.5B089154E1B47E4068951F29EDDFFE4E06376129%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc7413cb307c0fae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D51I83qaQfSQonULU8bFE-Ribq_M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are so happy to anounce the arival of Gabriels belly button. This morning, one day before his 5 week birthday at 8.09 he no longer is attached to his umbilical cord. I am so exited. Think of all the great things we get to do today! Like not fold down the diaper any more to make room for the cord, and take a real bath! I will try to get a video of that so we can see what he thinks of it. Oh man oh man! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7MCqetEfCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nLSFFIX4L9M/s1600-h/BELLY+BUTTON!+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166476126343953442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7MCqetEfCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nLSFFIX4L9M/s320/BELLY+BUTTON!+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a great day!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This is a picture of him with out his cord... see how much happier he is? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6883432349348710986?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fc7413cb307c0fae&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6883432349348710986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6883432349348710986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6883432349348710986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6883432349348710986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/02/horray-for-belly-buttons.html' title='HORRAY FOR BELLY BUTTONS!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7MCqetEfCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nLSFFIX4L9M/s72-c/BELLY+BUTTON!+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-109722836638249561</id><published>2008-02-11T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:46:54.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MONTH OLD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7Dp0etEfAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/44bLRkB5YTM/s1600-h/Gabe+four+weeks+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165885860398529538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7Dp0etEfAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/44bLRkB5YTM/s320/Gabe+four+weeks+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Howdy- &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are things everywhere? Well here in Omaha they are great. My mom has been sad that I haven't updated any pictures of the little munch on the sight in a while so here they are. We had a photo shoot on his 4 week mark and he is so darn cute in this blue sweater outfit, and then Matt thought that he looked a little to "preppy" so he changed him out of it. I say that he gets to be preppy and MATCH (unlike his father who wears scout green socks to church with is very nice suit....grrr)!!! So here is the little guy. He is so alert and wide eyed. I was watching his eyes and staring at his pupils focus on different things and I thought what a miracle this little guy is... and I made him! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7DlCOtEe7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0jpB4Sfcbq0/s1600-h/Gabe+four+weeks+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165880599063591858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7DlCOtEe7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0jpB4Sfcbq0/s320/Gabe+four+weeks+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is getting very strong and can hold his head up and pick it up and move it around and he is learning to kick his feet into my stomach and scoot himself off my lap. I have to pay very close attention to him so he doesn't land on his head. He has the cutest sneeze. First he gets this look on his face and then lets out this little explosion and then has this high pitched little sigh of air he lets out like, "Oh! I wasn't sure I was going to make it through that one!" &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7DlC-tEe8I/AAAAAAAAATY/navSNQTIIGs/s1600-h/Gabe+four+weeks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165880611948493762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7DlC-tEe8I/AAAAAAAAATY/navSNQTIIGs/s320/Gabe+four+weeks+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh man I love him! He has the darkest blue eyes. and I am so  surprised every time I look at them. They are like dark blue sapphires. It is a good thing he is a boy and I can dress him in blue all the time because it makes them look even darker and more beautiful. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7DlDutEe9I/AAAAAAAAATg/n6IOvVKuFVk/s1600-h/Gabe+four+weeks+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165880624833395666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7DlDutEe9I/AAAAAAAAATg/n6IOvVKuFVk/s320/Gabe+four+weeks+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My one complaint over all of this is the lack of belly button! I can't believe that he still has this ugly black thing on him. About half of it is still full on attached. They told us at the hospital not to put alcohol on it, and it will come off faster... at his 2 week appointment his Dr. said that I can start and it will help dry it out. Well here are the results of me putting alcohol on it at least 2 times a day for 2 weeks. Does any one else have any suggestions? It is really ugly and I really want to be able to give him a bath sometime in his LIFE!!! At this rate he will have it until he is a year. GRRRR!!!! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7Dp0-tEfBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OiQwdRoo7xA/s1600-h/Gabe+four+weeks+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165885868988464146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7Dp0-tEfBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OiQwdRoo7xA/s320/Gabe+four+weeks+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt is such a great dad. He "works out" with him. That consists of tummy time and making him roll over so he can learn. They are two peas in a pod those too... I was watching them sleep the other night and they both had their heads turned to the same side one arm up over thier head and the other on down by their side. You would think they had the same genes or something... &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/5376321715005862569-109722836638249561?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/109722836638249561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=109722836638249561&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/109722836638249561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/109722836638249561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/02/howdy-how-are-things-everywhere-well.html' title='ONE MONTH OLD!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R7Dp0etEfAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/44bLRkB5YTM/s72-c/Gabe+four+weeks+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1232741618413884254</id><published>2008-01-30T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T12:30:07.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fire truck, an ambulance and a post office truck</title><content type='html'>Well we had some exitement around here.  Gabe and I were on the computer looking over our oh so exiting bank statements when all of a sudden we hear a rather loud thud and then some "oh shoot!  darn!  Oh my Goodness! OUCH!"  Gabe and I looked at eachother and I thought to myself I think we should go up and check that one out.  I opened the front door and Rick the postman was walking away from our house and that his bag was on our lawn and mail slightly scattered.  I quickly asked what had happened and he said that he had fallen and that he was pretty sure that he had broken his arm.  I didn't know what to do!  So I invited him in and ran and called his boss who arived shortly, who then called an ambulance. A first responce fire truck pulled up and shortly after an ambulance.  We ended up having about 9 medical/emergency guys a post office worker and Rick packed into our small living room.   Gabe and I stood on the stairs wishing there was something else we could do besides offer our home for Rick the carrier.  He was in so much pain!  But even through all of that he wanted to make sure that we got our mail.  I hope you have a speedy recovery Rick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe was so pumped after all the exitement that he had a hard time falling asleep for his mid afternoon nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1232741618413884254?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1232741618413884254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1232741618413884254&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1232741618413884254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1232741618413884254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/01/fire-truck-ambulance-and-post-office.html' title='a fire truck, an ambulance and a post office truck'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3236004302407279125</id><published>2008-01-28T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:36:07.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/magodfrey/Gabe/photo?authkey=bxIFUP4BNXw#5160578620573471170"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/magodfrey/Gabe/photo?authkey=bxIFUP4BNXw#5159634655481286786"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R54KgNrB0RI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/d97w3L_3ics/s1600-h/Gabe+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160573771555393810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R54KgNrB0RI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/d97w3L_3ics/s320/Gabe+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey howdy hey! Well so far being a parent hasn’t killed any of us! We are all doing rather well. Gabe had his two week appointment yesterday and he has grown 2.5 inches and now weighs 7 lbs 8 oz. that is a pound since last week! He is a good eater what can I say! He is starting to fill in all that extra skin of his and has started being more awake and alert during the day. He is so darn cute and fun! We really love him! Matt is getting really good at finding excuses to not do homework and just be with his son, I think it is really cute, but he never did that for me… in fact just the opposite! Hmm… I guess I can’t blame him really, he is really cute! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R54KfNrB0QI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wRruS7HomRU/s1600-h/Gabe+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160573754375524610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R54KfNrB0QI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wRruS7HomRU/s320/Gabe+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our first hard night last night... He was full of gas so his tummy hurt and as soon as we started rubbing is MASS amounts of gas came out of him and then he fell asleep, but Matt stayed up with him to make sure everything was ok, he is a good daddy. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R54KgtrB0SI/AAAAAAAAARA/3z9GK1LvAFs/s1600-h/Gabe+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160573780145328418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R54KgtrB0SI/AAAAAAAAARA/3z9GK1LvAFs/s320/Gabe+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to teach him to smile... so far it only works when he is almost asleep and even then I think he gets annoyed by me and gives me the what are you doing look! But mostly he is the cutiest thing... well... EVER!  More to come I hear the goat calling for food! &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/5376321715005862569-3236004302407279125?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3236004302407279125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3236004302407279125&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3236004302407279125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3236004302407279125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-howdy-hey-well-so-far-being-parent.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R54KgNrB0RI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/d97w3L_3ics/s72-c/Gabe+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-7976110600545987821</id><published>2008-01-21T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:01:12.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabe's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;object width="402" height="312" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c075ca3633e78068" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc075ca3633e78068%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A99F239A9190C7779C2626AA09CE5B4C91B27F3.791638B8D3CFD582E08BECBB75421690E94FC320%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc075ca3633e78068%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dqulm2MUn5U3TqRNbIFJqEGaCzp4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="402" height="312" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc075ca3633e78068%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A99F239A9190C7779C2626AA09CE5B4C91B27F3.791638B8D3CFD582E08BECBB75421690E94FC320%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc075ca3633e78068%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dqulm2MUn5U3TqRNbIFJqEGaCzp4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here is the cute story of Gabe's birth. It was a lot more fun telling it than writing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S6Srfr7YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zFWuEtySoJo/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157952303322099074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S6Srfr7YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zFWuEtySoJo/s320/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are starting to get the whole I am hungrey feed me thing figured out. durring the day he tries very hard to stay awake and at night he will eat and then fall right back asleep... or at least I turn off the lights and pray that he does while I drift. He is getting cuter and cuter every day and yesterday I couldn't put premie clothes on him and that made me a little sad because he is seriously growing like a weed. He doesn't pull his feet up to his bum very often and is starting to like being spralled out and kicking up a storm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom left on Saturday. (very sad face) I don't know what I am going to do with out her. She saved my life. We had a whole lot of fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some more super cute pictures of Gabe and his fun-ness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S81Lfr7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Pof7JDpZm00/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157955095050841490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S81Lfr7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Pof7JDpZm00/s320/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S82bfr7dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IabUeADcdTQ/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Gabes first bath time experiance at home!  He is such a good kid!   He really doesn't like being cold but other than that he does really well.  He has his daddy's forhead wrinkles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S817fr7cI/AAAAAAAAAE4/A5TX--xCXTo/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157955107935743426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S817fr7cI/AAAAAAAAAE4/A5TX--xCXTo/s320/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S81bfr7aI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EMRQaHVcXO8/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157955099345808802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S81bfr7aI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EMRQaHVcXO8/s320/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S81rfr7bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kp8ZJrNEPI0/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157955103640776114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S81rfr7bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kp8ZJrNEPI0/s320/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were trying to be like professional photographers so we don't have to venture out of the house where it is maybe above 0 today.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-7976110600545987821?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c075ca3633e78068&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/7976110600545987821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=7976110600545987821&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7976110600545987821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/7976110600545987821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/01/gabes-story.html' title='Gabe&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R5S6Srfr7YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zFWuEtySoJo/s72-c/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8527008872327617541</id><published>2008-01-16T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T11:52:56.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel Matthew Godrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R45ZVrfr7UI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_CYEvaxsiiA/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156156852373548354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R45ZVrfr7UI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_CYEvaxsiiA/s400/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after much deliberation and debate we have found the most perfect name for our little angel. Gabriel Matthew Godfrey! We both wanted it other names and it turned out that he was none of them and not only that, but that he had a few opinions of them as well. His first word was "ugh, uh!" when his dad tried to name him Emmet. Gabe is the absolute perfect name for him and we are so exited to let all of you meet him. I Can't believe how much he has changed and grown already! We love him so much it is almost frightning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has tiny ears and no hair, BIG HANDS and FEET (the doctor said that means he will be tall... *we laughed at that one*!). Matt is having a hard time studying and finds every excuse to come home and be with the little pill bug. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R45cX7fr7VI/AAAAAAAAADA/BP6B1Y5uOW0/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156160189563137362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R45cX7fr7VI/AAAAAAAAADA/BP6B1Y5uOW0/s320/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think he looks just like his daddy, but I also think it is still a little to early to tell. He is a sleeper, right now at least. He likes to eat and eat at night and then sleep for 4 or 5 hours... I don't mind that and his doc says he is looking great pooping and peeing great gaining weight... let him do it. That makes Mommy and Daddy very happy! It is kind of hard to belive that we are parents and that he made us that way. I kinda feel like he has been a part of the family for as long as I can remember. What a blessing Heavenly Father has given us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R45ekbfr7WI/AAAAAAAAADI/bCnBgRxBsL0/s1600-h/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156162603334757730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R45ekbfr7WI/AAAAAAAAADI/bCnBgRxBsL0/s320/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt has become the parent I always knew was in him. He held Gabe for the first 30 min. after he was born and just talked to him and loved him to bits. (Mindy, you are right about the husband playing with your little boy thing... BEST THING EVER!) He was so worried when he had his circumsision done. He paced and paced the hospital room and did everything he could to not think about the thing that was being done to his little boy... and when he got back he wouldn't let anyone hold him for a few hours, and just held on to him and they had man bonding time. (that is what this picture is) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come later... I NEED to feed him like NOW!!!  Love you all! &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/5376321715005862569-8527008872327617541?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8527008872327617541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8527008872327617541&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8527008872327617541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8527008872327617541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/01/gabriel-matthew-godrey.html' title='Gabriel Matthew Godrey'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R45ZVrfr7UI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_CYEvaxsiiA/s72-c/Gabriel+Matthew+Godfrey+Hospital+and+home+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8859409596681648559</id><published>2008-01-10T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T08:42:02.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY GODFREY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R4ZKP7fr7TI/AAAAAAAAACw/5ezhfIgFhi0/s1600-h/P1090044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R4ZKP7fr7TI/AAAAAAAAACw/5ezhfIgFhi0/s320/P1090044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153888461101198642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it happened!  Here is a picture of the little guy (no name yet)  and us.  wow... labor was fun... I am going to take a nap and then I will give you a better story of the whole thing.  we have a baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8859409596681648559?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8859409596681648559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8859409596681648559&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8859409596681648559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8859409596681648559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-godfrey.html' title='BABY GODFREY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/R4ZKP7fr7TI/AAAAAAAAACw/5ezhfIgFhi0/s72-c/P1090044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3663945748790348880</id><published>2008-01-07T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T03:39:19.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRAWBERRY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3243"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/flavor_quiz/sberry.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the what flavor of ice cream are you quiz... I think it hit it right on the dot!  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is as friendly and appealing as strawberry ice cream (especially the kind with chunky bits of real fruit). You've got a slightly sarcastic sense of humor, and you rarely stress out or take things too seriously. You are cute and sweet, but with a mischievous side. You are a bit of a troublemaker, but only because you're determined to avoid a plain vanilla life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3663945748790348880?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3663945748790348880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3663945748790348880&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3663945748790348880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3663945748790348880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/01/strawberry.html' title='STRAWBERRY!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6132442521837883829</id><published>2008-01-07T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T03:07:22.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at Last</title><content type='html'>Well hello again!  I know it has been a little while since I have been on the blog scene.  This does not mean however that I am not pregnant any more, but on the contrary, I am still a full blown Prego and loving ever single second… of… it… (big cheesy grin). &lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas and New Year.  We made it home from SLC a little late… ok try like 13 hours late.  Let me tell you how much fun that was!  Our flight was delayed so much out of SLC that we missed our flight in Denver and wouldn’t you know it was the last of the flights to Omaha…. I think they should have told us that in SLC before we boarded the plane, but that is me and my pregnant body speaking.  Anyway, we “slept” in the airport, and of course by slept Matt unpacked out carry on luggage and made me a “bed” to sleep on and of course I can’t sleep anymore anyway so I pretty much walked around the airport for 4 hours and slept perhaps 2 non sequential hours.  We finally boarded our plane and after deicing, and fixing the deicer and re deicing… we make it home a good 3 hours latter than anticipated!  Matt and I didn’t even get food.  We went straight to bed.  BUT at least they didn’t loose our Luggage.  I quite literally swelled up to twice my normal size and received my first stretch mark because of it.  (PS that does not make me happy)   Well I was sure glad to see all of you that we ended up seeing over the holidays.  I hope all is well.  We will keep you posted about Baby Goph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-6132442521837883829?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6132442521837883829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6132442521837883829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6132442521837883829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6132442521837883829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-at-last.html' title='Home at Last'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3160104717037735285</id><published>2007-11-29T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:12:15.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the Holidays... Plus some.</title><content type='html'>I love this time of year!   Every one always seems so happy!  Matt and I are in Idaho Falls for the next couple of weeks while he is on a rotation at ERMC.  So far so good.  My mom and I went shopping Black Friday.  We left the house lets say around 3.45.  I am completely aware of how insane it was.  But I do have 95% of all my shopping done and I saved some serious cash!  Forget that we waited in Kohl’s check out line for an hour and a half and that we waited out side in the FREEZING coldness for some stores to open.  We even showed up early to one place and they wouldn't give us the deal until 7am and so we hid what we wanted behind some paper towels so we wouldn't miss the other opening.  Forget that my sad pregnant body was like, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME! 4 HOURS OF SLEEP!!!"   But besides all of that mom and I got some great bonding time in just the two of us.  Good times. &lt;br /&gt;We will be back in Omaha around the 27th of December and then baby Goph can come ANY TIME HE WANTS.... But seriously how do you people have more than one child, let alone cary twins... I want to cry for you all.  I will probably cry for me too one day... I will try to get some more pictures up soon.  Blogs are sometimes boring if you can't see a picture right at the top.  Perhaps I will draw one.&lt;br /&gt;Oh also Matt and I went on a date last night.  (He is a cutie) We went to Enchanted and we LOVED it.  I would highly recommend it to anyone who love pure cheese and sarcasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3160104717037735285?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3160104717037735285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3160104717037735285&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3160104717037735285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3160104717037735285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-for-holidays-plus-some.html' title='Home for the Holidays... Plus some.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-3597571485544588220</id><published>2007-11-20T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:23:35.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have been "tagged"</title><content type='html'>OK Miss Mindy...  Here is the deal... I don't normally play along with the whole "tag you're it" thing... but I thought I would just amuse you all and play the game...&lt;br /&gt;So the rules as they have been explained to me are as follows.  I have to give 6 facts about myself, random but true, then I must tag 6 other people and they HAVE to do the same thing on their blog.  Here is the rule I am creating... when I do this I am automaticly exempt from any other tags for AT LEAST 6 months... if it is a fun one I might consiter it, but am NOT required to do it...  DEAL? good... now lets move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am addicted to Diet Coke.  I know, the first step to overcoming is to admit the problem... I still don't see it as a problem, I see it as a wonderful influance in my life... (I hope Matt doesn't read this) I find myself drawn to it and absolutly LOVE it.  I think it would probably be one of 5 things I could take with me to be stranded on a desert island with... of course it would HAVE to be a whole lot of Diet Coke, and I would have to limit myself, but its all good.  I once won a year supply of Coke products and I tried desperatly to not get Diet Coke, but in the end it was completly pointless and had cases and cases of the glorias beverage.   Of Course don't drink it while I am pregnant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am a Martha Stewart junkie!  I know that she is the "Poster child" for her own name, but I LOVE her crafts and I LOVE her recipies.  I LOVE that I get "Living" every month and I LOVE creating all the "Good Things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am the boss when it comes to sleeping... I always have been and I always will be.  I get 3/4ths of the bed.   There is nothing that anyone can do about it.  My sister can attest to that, she learned to sleep on a tooth pick while we shared a bed and a room.  When I would come home from collage I would sleep in her king size bed with her and same thing... I would get 3/4ths of it and she would be forsed on to the corner... but she is of course used to this by now.  Poor Matt, I am trying to get better, but I am afraid that instead of a fourth of the bed he gets a third... I have had to add a GIANT body pillow into the mix and sometimes I wonder if he wouldn't be more comfortable in the crib.  (sorry babe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I started reading baby books to by belly about 5 months into the pregnancy.  I talk to the belly as though he can hear me and respond.  Sometimes I convince myself that he is responding... like right now he must be laughing cause my whole belly is shaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I don't shower every day.   Why should I?  I have a ton of hair and it takes a long time to get it to look this good and it stays decent for a little while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have gas 98% of the time. I have become VERY good at not letting anyone know that I just passed some.  Most of the time they don't smell, but I am not ashamed of it.  since I have been pregnant I think I lost control of the control I once had and can't hold them in or am unsure of how that one slipped out.  So perhaps I have gas 98% of the time now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tag people in a min.   I have to go shopping at IKEA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-3597571485544588220?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/3597571485544588220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=3597571485544588220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3597571485544588220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/3597571485544588220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-been-tagged.html' title='i have been &quot;tagged&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-2885881504875007102</id><published>2007-11-14T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T08:55:10.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garth Brooks and KC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzslmVw4DxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pah9YSk8bpw/s1600-h/Garth+Brooks+Nov.+2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132737540926213906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzslmVw4DxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pah9YSk8bpw/s320/Garth+Brooks+Nov.+2007+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So if you can believe it, Matt and I made it to the Garth Brooks concert in Kansas City (henceforth referred to as KC). I can’t believe how great it was! I was very nervous about the tickets, they say “rear view” (but even then, it’s Garth’s rear view we are talking about…J) and I had nothing to worry about as you can see from the pictures. I can’t imagine better seats than these! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzsnBFw4DzI/AAAAAAAAACE/sN9E5IOvoxk/s1600-h/Garth+Brooks+Nov.+2007+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132739099999342386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzsnBFw4DzI/AAAAAAAAACE/sN9E5IOvoxk/s320/Garth+Brooks+Nov.+2007+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trisha Yearwood opened for him and made cute comments like, “Well it is almost time for my husband to come out here…” and the crowd went wild. He ended up playing for at least 2 hours and didn’t even come close to playing all the songs that I wanted him to! He played all his old stuff including, The River, We Shall Be Free, The Dance, Two of a Kind, Ain’t Goin’ Down ‘till the Sun Comes Up, you know Garth classics like that. What a great concert! &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Rzsn9lw4D1I/AAAAAAAAACU/W3hWf4RMjPU/s1600-h/Garth+Brooks+Nov.+2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132740139381428050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/Rzsn9lw4D1I/AAAAAAAAACU/W3hWf4RMjPU/s320/Garth+Brooks+Nov.+2007+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I dragged Matt up and down the KC Plaza, (big shopping place) he loved it so much (I am funny)! We met up with some of my friends from Utah State, Amber Dawn and Alac, and they took us to a GREAT BBQ place, which is what KC is known for. AD is a Preggo like me and expecting a boy in February, so they can be buddies!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went up to Liberty Jail and did some Church History stuff. But not before I had a MAJOR mood swing and wanted no needed a chocolate milk shake. I settled for a frosty, Matt is so good to put up with me I love him!&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/5376321715005862569-2885881504875007102?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/2885881504875007102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=2885881504875007102&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2885881504875007102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/2885881504875007102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2007/11/garth-brooks-and-kc.html' title='Garth Brooks and KC'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzslmVw4DxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pah9YSk8bpw/s72-c/Garth+Brooks+Nov.+2007+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-6511779780850160927</id><published>2007-11-06T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:31:30.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG SHINY BELLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzCwHoqXDII/AAAAAAAAAAk/2xzWzUzmzAE/s1600-h/October+2007+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129793620795657346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzCwHoqXDII/AAAAAAAAAAk/2xzWzUzmzAE/s320/October+2007+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here I am... I have a baby in my belly... Sometimes I wonder if I am ever going to be a normal size again. Shopping used to be such a thrill and now I find myself finding excuses to get out of talking fashion with friends. Baby Goph is really adorable though. He figured out how to wrap his toes around my ribs and pull or push while elbowing the belly button. (WHAT JOY!) I am starting to forget what it was like to sleep through the night... I don't think I will ever remember. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt is preparing for his finals for the next two weeks. He loves school! I miss my husband. I get to see him for a few minutes on Sunday night. Speaking of Sunday night...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129795772574272658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzCyE4qXDJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/umGY72HXkkw/s320/October+2007+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really wanted a pedicure so I scrubed and rubbed and oiled my feet, but decided that Matt should paint them because that takes to much time and bending effort.  He did a great job, except for that last toe... He kinda got carried away don't you think?  I left it on until this morning to make him feel bad about it.  I think he didn't care. Oh I love him a whole lot!&lt;/strong&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/5376321715005862569-6511779780850160927?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/6511779780850160927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=6511779780850160927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6511779780850160927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/6511779780850160927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2007/11/big-shiny-belly.html' title='BIG SHINY BELLY'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RzCwHoqXDII/AAAAAAAAAAk/2xzWzUzmzAE/s72-c/October+2007+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-8622262359033462431</id><published>2007-11-02T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:58:41.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Natal-Neuro-Sytocis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RytipIqXDGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G_xBafdnoqI/s1600-h/chicago+2007+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128301059530755170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RytipIqXDGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G_xBafdnoqI/s320/chicago+2007+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, another great day over here in the Heart of America. This picture was taken of Matt and I when we were in Chicago over our anniversary in July. What a great city.  SO MUCH SHOPPING!  We saw Wicked and I think for a few weeks Matt was singing Popular, with the correct words and tune, but then it went back to the old wrong way.  (I really love him!)  That was a great trip!  In January we will be expecting the arival of baby Goph. (we can't decide on any names other than that) Matt and I are super exited to announce that we will be going to Kansas City for the Garth Brooks concert, more to come on that seeing as it is one of my life goals that I never thought would be accomplished. It is kind of our last horrah before we go to Idaho Falls/Layton for six weeks and then come back and have a baby. (we keep hearing that our life will never be the same after that) :) I am starting to become baby obsessed, everything I see, is either about baby or food, which is ultamatly about baby. I have come up with a term for this it is called Pre-Natal-Neuro-sytocis, which really is a long way of saying Pregnant brain, but it is so much more fun.   Well I am off to yet another Doctor's visit.  This one is a fun one where I get to drink that really yummy orange drink and then give blood!  Hip Hip Horrah! (Needles are my friends)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-8622262359033462431?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/8622262359033462431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=8622262359033462431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8622262359033462431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/8622262359033462431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2007/11/pre-natal-neuro-sytocis.html' title='Pre-Natal-Neuro-Sytocis'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RytipIqXDGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G_xBafdnoqI/s72-c/chicago+2007+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376321715005862569.post-1401546739832462715</id><published>2007-11-01T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:10:00.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midwest living'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RypE3IqXDFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LummanPWkBw/s1600-h/June+2007+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127986839723379794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RypE3IqXDFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LummanPWkBw/s320/June+2007+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Living in the Midwest really helps a person get in touch with their inner cowboy... even if Matt is already one. However, I would like to point out that Matt is wearing a white polo shirt, a step up from "air conditioned" t-shirts. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376321715005862569-1401546739832462715?l=mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/feeds/1401546739832462715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376321715005862569&amp;postID=1401546739832462715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1401546739832462715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376321715005862569/posts/default/1401546739832462715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandmgodfrey.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05589817076840643545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/S3HTdcX_tZI/AAAAAAAACxg/BMJ720LvogI/S220/GF-488.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wv-7j5dB3GQ/RypE3IqXDFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LummanPWkBw/s72-c/June+2007+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
