<?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-7235589775350810015</id><updated>2012-01-29T23:08:52.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh &amp; Krystal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-8055078190954886911</id><published>2012-01-29T18:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:22:15.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take time to stop and smell the roses</title><content type='html'>We are told that the weather this year is not normal. Hmmm, I think I like it. Josh noticed this blossom the other day. (I am so glad he takes time to stop and smell the roses!) It is beautiful. If it decides to be winter in February, I will be disappointed. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8W_5ppySfa0/TyXUaLXxEfI/AAAAAAAAD0w/sWiZPXRhyWA/s1600/IMG_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8W_5ppySfa0/TyXUaLXxEfI/AAAAAAAAD0w/sWiZPXRhyWA/s400/IMG_0886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703198049328763378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-8055078190954886911?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8055078190954886911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=8055078190954886911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8055078190954886911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8055078190954886911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2012/01/take-time-to-stop-and-smell-roses.html' title='Take time to stop and smell the roses'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8W_5ppySfa0/TyXUaLXxEfI/AAAAAAAAD0w/sWiZPXRhyWA/s72-c/IMG_0886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-3377096274593081064</id><published>2012-01-29T16:45:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:08:11.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Look at all these parts!"</title><content type='html'>Even though Josh spends a lot of time at the clinic, I am glad that they (Mark, Alison, and Josh) get some comic relief. Josh downloaded his pictures from his phone to the computer. Ah, the resident's office. Close quarters. They have re-arranged, now Josh and Mark sit back to back. Good thing they all get along. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tyITs8LVCNM/TyXHkrJKzbI/AAAAAAAADyI/aGAaoMwcfKI/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tyITs8LVCNM/TyXHkrJKzbI/AAAAAAAADyI/aGAaoMwcfKI/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703183936005000626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is tiny when there aren't 3 people in here. I call it the closet, not the office. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZErF-csUeZg/TyXQZFb8FxI/AAAAAAAAD0k/QkRYAI32rCY/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZErF-csUeZg/TyXQZFb8FxI/AAAAAAAAD0k/QkRYAI32rCY/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703193632509269778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the lab, their favorite place! :) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTKE7ZoV4CY/TyXInB_N_rI/AAAAAAAADyU/JYpBhOvrDAo/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTKE7ZoV4CY/TyXInB_N_rI/AAAAAAAADyU/JYpBhOvrDAo/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703185076008648370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wPUn100CaH8/TyXJCq22WoI/AAAAAAAADyg/CSE8m4PcnD0/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wPUn100CaH8/TyXJCq22WoI/AAAAAAAADyg/CSE8m4PcnD0/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703185550835866242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hard at work. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2bmaMEtaBw/TyXJW4IfK4I/AAAAAAAADys/4EJB0zCE0e8/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2bmaMEtaBw/TyXJW4IfK4I/AAAAAAAADys/4EJB0zCE0e8/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703185897996888962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner time. I wonder what time it was when this picture was taken...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PjcFrINrbh0/TyXJ9_4EK9I/AAAAAAAADy4/kLN3IC81pB4/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PjcFrINrbh0/TyXJ9_4EK9I/AAAAAAAADy4/kLN3IC81pB4/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703186570090392530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thumbs up! Look at those tired eyes!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIP0o-5Le3k/TyXKQiLbV1I/AAAAAAAADzE/bxishdNbhc8/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIP0o-5Le3k/TyXKQiLbV1I/AAAAAAAADzE/bxishdNbhc8/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703186888536053586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh, not sure what exactly is going on here. Hmmmm, late at the lab, again, huh? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cfsm-5GQo1M/TyXKlTmu2wI/AAAAAAAADzQ/WC1WjTcZwFA/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cfsm-5GQo1M/TyXKlTmu2wI/AAAAAAAADzQ/WC1WjTcZwFA/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703187245401299714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Safety First! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EgEebBIUgU/TyXK_Ze7tII/AAAAAAAADzc/XY6moeF4bV8/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_EgEebBIUgU/TyXK_Ze7tII/AAAAAAAADzc/XY6moeF4bV8/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703187693655798914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Would you trust this face?! I don't plan on letting him have a mustache anytime in the future...especially a black one! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbxkWYVYSv8/TyXLZIGQFHI/AAAAAAAADzo/Yn4gkcd4tv4/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbxkWYVYSv8/TyXLZIGQFHI/AAAAAAAADzo/Yn4gkcd4tv4/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703188135665472626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Several months ago, I had 3 random visitors at work. I was taking my lunch and half way asleep in the break room when these guys came in. It was a surprise, and it made me smile. I think they had a good time on their little outing. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSrfbCWJN_w/TyXM7P--JZI/AAAAAAAADz0/P9KLDKMU2o8/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSrfbCWJN_w/TyXM7P--JZI/AAAAAAAADz0/P9KLDKMU2o8/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703189821409600914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As Josh would say, "Cool guys". Dr. Hall and Mark. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpOT94xrbwQ/TyXNP0AA5sI/AAAAAAAAD0A/yzv2vMLv_xY/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpOT94xrbwQ/TyXNP0AA5sI/AAAAAAAAD0A/yzv2vMLv_xY/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703190174675035842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a familiar sight. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8J5tnIaynA/TyXPy01CP3I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/dYBqw7bNwPo/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8J5tnIaynA/TyXPy01CP3I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/dYBqw7bNwPo/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703192975216099186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-3377096274593081064?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3377096274593081064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=3377096274593081064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3377096274593081064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3377096274593081064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-at-all-these-parts.html' title='&quot;Look at all these parts!&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tyITs8LVCNM/TyXHkrJKzbI/AAAAAAAADyI/aGAaoMwcfKI/s72-c/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7256878728636842247</id><published>2012-01-25T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:02:39.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I hope I can take the electric blanket back."</title><content type='html'>We were pretty sure that this would be our "First Christmas in Georgia". I was excited. I had the Christmas Eve dinner planned: turkey, au gratin potatoes, cheesy vegetables, rolls, dips, and pies. It was going to be D-licious! Josh found out on Dec 12 that  sterilization would be closed at work the week between Christmas and New Years. He could stay and do the never-ending lab work, and try to stay afloat in this residency, or he could take some time off, be away from the clinic, and then try to catch up later. After getting the ok from my boss, we decided to go to Idaho for the 5th straight year for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew home Christmas Eve. The Atlanta airport was DEAD! (Okay, it was the 1st time I stepped foot in that airport, but I am told it is busy.) All these years of traveling for Christmas, and we finally figure out that flying Christmas Eve wasn't nearly as stressful as trying to be home earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial departure from the plane was a little "brisk", but we survived without freezing to death. I told LaDonna she wasn't allowed to make fun of us if we were cold all the time :) I love flying in and out of Jackson. So beautiful. And a great place for diverse people watching. The mountains are so beautiful, especially with snow. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3BgIF9YOltw/Tx9jmaY_kbI/AAAAAAAADpg/S_DIETqsDYw/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3BgIF9YOltw/Tx9jmaY_kbI/AAAAAAAADpg/S_DIETqsDYw/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701385164844667314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have only gone "outside" when getting off the plane 2 other times (and those planes were tiny). I like it! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U1mU5UATS8o/Tx9kSacelgI/AAAAAAAADp4/tqbcGDPPkZw/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U1mU5UATS8o/Tx9kSacelgI/AAAAAAAADp4/tqbcGDPPkZw/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701385920773527042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "We aren't in Kansas anymore!" So unique! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eexPHQPyW4c/Tx9j6D-ex4I/AAAAAAAADps/ZMRn-mS9JIU/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eexPHQPyW4c/Tx9j6D-ex4I/AAAAAAAADps/ZMRn-mS9JIU/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701385502425270146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan was kind enough to pick us up from the airport. Kayson and CJ were so excited to see Uncle Josh. They insisted he sit in the back between them. It was cute and Josh loved it. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lo3-4bTboK8/Tx9kkm5Ba5I/AAAAAAAADqE/tLd9ZOaEnUw/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lo3-4bTboK8/Tx9kkm5Ba5I/AAAAAAAADqE/tLd9ZOaEnUw/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701386233352121234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand on a crisp winter day. Beautiful, wouldn't you say? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_s2gysZfG4/Tx9mBFYpJcI/AAAAAAAADqc/H7iwVotWdac/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_s2gysZfG4/Tx9mBFYpJcI/AAAAAAAADqc/H7iwVotWdac/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701387822085776834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve was spent with Josh's family. Only Bryan and Cliff and their families were there. Still a pretty rowdy house full, but not even half of the family was there. Kayson and Brecken eyeing the counter full of candies, cookies, and pies. I love the look on their faces- that is how I felt too. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R67LzHYXbME/Tx9p2VoF7qI/AAAAAAAADrY/nAEVQ-vatQI/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R67LzHYXbME/Tx9p2VoF7qI/AAAAAAAADrY/nAEVQ-vatQI/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701392035513495202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was tons of good food of course. How did I get so lucky to sit right in front of all of it?! I am surprised there were any leftovers... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2klpF4pL6g/Tx9m9-RhgMI/AAAAAAAADqo/XR6hf30tNag/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2klpF4pL6g/Tx9m9-RhgMI/AAAAAAAADqo/XR6hf30tNag/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701388868148887746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner we went downstairs and started the Christmas festivities. Josh and Cliff. Nice shirt Josh! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YY8_HTLtJk/Tx9wxUI15EI/AAAAAAAADss/xCBp0Iabgbw/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YY8_HTLtJk/Tx9wxUI15EI/AAAAAAAADss/xCBp0Iabgbw/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701399645796033602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was teasing Braden about riding BMX bikes with training wheels. He wasn't amused. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppuV_FnZ8Ck/Tx9nx29EhwI/AAAAAAAADq0/Cm8v649jkxo/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B704a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppuV_FnZ8Ck/Tx9nx29EhwI/AAAAAAAADq0/Cm8v649jkxo/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B704a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701389759537252098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing some Christmas bingo. This was new this year. I thought it was great. The bingo Queen! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vBkvK9N78Pc/Tx9qVdS2ETI/AAAAAAAADrk/2PUEssMhCog/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vBkvK9N78Pc/Tx9qVdS2ETI/AAAAAAAADrk/2PUEssMhCog/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701392570147803442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys loved it! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3io213KwmWY/Tx9ojewKnII/AAAAAAAADrA/csssRYleZM8/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3io213KwmWY/Tx9ojewKnII/AAAAAAAADrA/csssRYleZM8/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701390612034133122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brecken was concentrating. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wTQjv09zQU/Tx9o1XCwRfI/AAAAAAAADrM/ZLywvkGcXw8/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wTQjv09zQU/Tx9o1XCwRfI/AAAAAAAADrM/ZLywvkGcXw8/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701390919202260466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bridger, Kayson, and Braden &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ma1yYMpo7s/Tx9rLzymrkI/AAAAAAAADrw/IWvLatytE2g/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ma1yYMpo7s/Tx9rLzymrkI/AAAAAAAADrw/IWvLatytE2g/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701393503899528770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayson and CJ singing. They did a great job. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eC7L0o1ri54/Tx9rt0Q0SOI/AAAAAAAADr8/IFXwdbf3KT8/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eC7L0o1ri54/Tx9rt0Q0SOI/AAAAAAAADr8/IFXwdbf3KT8/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701394088141801698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, the peanut gallery...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeU3hzf78F4/Tx9t-7ewR8I/AAAAAAAADsI/0XOcnCKIwwE/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeU3hzf78F4/Tx9t-7ewR8I/AAAAAAAADsI/0XOcnCKIwwE/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701396581160339394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sang songs and read from the scriptures. It was a fun evening. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5tsWGYqi74/Tx9vM4N9VII/AAAAAAAADsg/JH9V5MTdjfo/s1600/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5tsWGYqi74/Tx9vM4N9VII/AAAAAAAADsg/JH9V5MTdjfo/s400/DSC_0167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701397920314381442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While we were singing, Santa left a sack at the door. The kids were excited for their Christmas pjs. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3n1CKcG7lI/Tx9uyQKEtnI/AAAAAAAADsU/lr-aI1rUuw8/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s3n1CKcG7lI/Tx9uyQKEtnI/AAAAAAAADsU/lr-aI1rUuw8/s400/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701397462884071026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas morning was relaxed and we were able to enjoy a nice Christmas program at church. One of the musical numbers was a piano/organ duet from Handle's Messiah. It was beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday evening we drove to my parents house. I made Josh pull over on the way so we could take this picture for Haley. This is the view on a clear winter day. The mountains look so clear and crisp. The sun was setting and it was beautiful. If only there was more snow to cover the brown! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9grJH2KhBuE/Tx9ynK4M3jI/AAAAAAAADs4/8K2L3GxOnh0/s1600/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9grJH2KhBuE/Tx9ynK4M3jI/AAAAAAAADs4/8K2L3GxOnh0/s400/DSC_0210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701401670534880818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My parents had no idea we were coming. I was nervous all day wondering if I should give them a call, or just wait til that evening. What if they called me? Do I answer and tell a string of lies? It was stressful! :) LaDonna and Bryant were the only ones at my parent's who knew we were coming. We planned to show up at my parent's just after they did. LaDonna wanted to see the look on Mom's face. We knocked on the door and when mom answered she said, "What are you doing here?!" It was perfect. We were so excited. It was so good to see everyone and spend time together. We spent the evening with my family singing songs and doing our family gift exchange. I felt like I was taking tons of pictures, but I don't know what happened. Brie, KayDee, and Brandon &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hOFTHU-6iqI/Tx9zstG60EI/AAAAAAAADtE/ALZQZKWgYzA/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hOFTHU-6iqI/Tx9zstG60EI/AAAAAAAADtE/ALZQZKWgYzA/s400/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701402865134391362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryant, LaDonna, Austin, and Kendall. I'm not sure what was said, but I am sure I said it-and it was funny. :) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ssz_NIrVYoA/Tx93KdNS--I/AAAAAAAADuA/yCiMT5YxXH4/s1600/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ssz_NIrVYoA/Tx93KdNS--I/AAAAAAAADuA/yCiMT5YxXH4/s400/DSC_0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701406674797132770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Boise State's biggest fan. Austin was so excited! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wezYNrqg5OU/Tx90YLVE2RI/AAAAAAAADtQ/CnCDxSL9rHk/s1600/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wezYNrqg5OU/Tx90YLVE2RI/AAAAAAAADtQ/CnCDxSL9rHk/s400/DSC_0223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701403611981207826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall and Ty got scopes to mount on their guns. Kendall said, "Those squirrels don't stand a chance! Unless they are very far away..." We were laughing so hard. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDM3Vha-VWI/Tx90zp0znyI/AAAAAAAADtc/Db7O9w52uqk/s1600/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDM3Vha-VWI/Tx90zp0znyI/AAAAAAAADtc/Db7O9w52uqk/s400/DSC_0228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701404084023828258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh, Ty, and Clay. (See Haley, he does wear the shirt!) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytawPgLD4wU/Tx91T83RdGI/AAAAAAAADto/RmlViHinaF0/s1600/DSC_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytawPgLD4wU/Tx91T83RdGI/AAAAAAAADto/RmlViHinaF0/s400/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701404638890259554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryant and his new silk scarf. Nice! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ztIHV_wq3U/Tx92jzCZrvI/AAAAAAAADt0/84KnxebaSUk/s1600/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ztIHV_wq3U/Tx92jzCZrvI/AAAAAAAADt0/84KnxebaSUk/s400/DSC_0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701406010642116338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mom enjoyed her oven mitts. These were completely Josh's idea. He wanted to get some for everyone, and I am boring and said "no". Shucks! They really are cute and kind of fun. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CRoFBZI62Q/Tx934yIpR5I/AAAAAAAADuM/lKweFuGg9fw/s1600/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CRoFBZI62Q/Tx934yIpR5I/AAAAAAAADuM/lKweFuGg9fw/s400/DSC_0237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701407470688749458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this picture of mom and dad- they sometimes have a hard time keeping their eyes open for pictures. This way, you can't tell. :) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-7a_38x5dE/Tx946FBE_DI/AAAAAAAADuk/cLVSmubTeVY/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H-7a_38x5dE/Tx946FBE_DI/AAAAAAAADuk/cLVSmubTeVY/s400/DSC_0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701408592448781362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I told dad, "Don't blink! Keep your eyes open!" This is what I got. I guess you take what you can get. They have lovey eyes...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYFHOptiBWY/Tx95W_RiOdI/AAAAAAAADuw/zRImZ1XqagU/s1600/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYFHOptiBWY/Tx95W_RiOdI/AAAAAAAADuw/zRImZ1XqagU/s400/DSC_0235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701409089123400146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Later, we conned everyone into eating boiled peanuts. Not NEARLY as good as fresh ones- especially if Haley makes them, but they got the general idea: salty and soggy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DmbDD7X91gw/Tx956-LdCVI/AAAAAAAADu8/TUm78xoh_tE/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DmbDD7X91gw/Tx956-LdCVI/AAAAAAAADu8/TUm78xoh_tE/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701409707304749394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I should have made everyone sit in front of the tree for a family picture. What was I thinking?! Grrr. Next time, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas dad hooked up the team. Luckily it wasn't as cold as last year. I love it. It was beautiful. I thought these were good pictures. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1I6ZMz9h_w/Tx9637cRvTI/AAAAAAAADvI/sOyT-9OaKA4/s1600/DSC_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1I6ZMz9h_w/Tx9637cRvTI/AAAAAAAADvI/sOyT-9OaKA4/s400/DSC_0243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701410754542026034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U_24ObT6ze0/Tx97QViGAxI/AAAAAAAADvU/R3Vn1153Ckk/s1600/DSC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U_24ObT6ze0/Tx97QViGAxI/AAAAAAAADvU/R3Vn1153Ckk/s400/DSC_0251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701411173862605586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOj5-RDswPs/Tx977D9D0RI/AAAAAAAADvg/AuimOfr-SK8/s1600/DSC_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOj5-RDswPs/Tx977D9D0RI/AAAAAAAADvg/AuimOfr-SK8/s400/DSC_0253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701411907878244626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukjDIBD603c/Tx98SR8Z6yI/AAAAAAAADvs/gkS2_USHagA/s1600/DSC_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukjDIBD603c/Tx98SR8Z6yI/AAAAAAAADvs/gkS2_USHagA/s400/DSC_0255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701412306770586402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rcRExCaftfA/Tx98yNI5VrI/AAAAAAAADv4/CifkhD8rUHI/s1600/DSC_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rcRExCaftfA/Tx98yNI5VrI/AAAAAAAADv4/CifkhD8rUHI/s400/DSC_0248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701412855236613810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VatJLoszXqg/Tx99J4IOmoI/AAAAAAAADwE/nO_3eLlir2U/s1600/DSC_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VatJLoszXqg/Tx99J4IOmoI/AAAAAAAADwE/nO_3eLlir2U/s400/DSC_0254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701413261913528962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to visit Grandpa Eddie. I am so dumb and didn't take a camera. Seriously! He is 95 years old (I think?). It was fun to visit with him. Josh was asking him questions. "What was your first car?" "When did you first get a wrist watch instead of a pocket watch?" etc. At one point a nurse came in to bring him his meds. We asked her if he behaved himself. She told us yes and that sometimes he was special. Grandpa got the silliest look on his face and of course we were dying laughing. It was priceless. Where is a camera when you need one? LAME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point in the evening somehow electric fences were mentioned and maybe what would happen if someone were to pee on one (theoretically of course!) Dad got a silly look on his face and then came my favorite quote of the century, "Confidence is the feeling you get right before you do a dumb ass thing." Well said, Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we were able to visit with Jack and Dannah and their kids too. It was a full house, but we missed Steve and LaDean (BOOOOO!) Cambree is too stinkin' cute, especially in KayDee's scarf and Brie's headband. She wasn't the center of attention at all... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSDecEd7fjE/TyC2Hcck_LI/AAAAAAAADwQ/67l8nNzgQx8/s1600/DSC_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSDecEd7fjE/TyC2Hcck_LI/AAAAAAAADwQ/67l8nNzgQx8/s400/DSC_0256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701757367262444722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After she opened her present. Yes, she is very photogenic! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kWuInWaEBPA/TyC4bAeMGRI/AAAAAAAADwo/UKN5j3D-zaM/s1600/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kWuInWaEBPA/TyC4bAeMGRI/AAAAAAAADwo/UKN5j3D-zaM/s400/DSC_0274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701759902373648658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was a little shy at first, but she eventually warmed up, especially to Clay (after all, he did have a bag of Oreo's). This is after the Oreo's, can you tell? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt6k7ZWBREY/TyC3RYQUkFI/AAAAAAAADwc/cfKgx-fcNVc/s1600/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt6k7ZWBREY/TyC3RYQUkFI/AAAAAAAADwc/cfKgx-fcNVc/s400/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701758637447614546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor thing, too many Oreo's! Hooray for the fat face ap, it entertains kids of all ages every time. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5ugp-Qyx6I/TyC8Qp_26oI/AAAAAAAADxk/u5PnzSrS1Ug/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5ugp-Qyx6I/TyC8Qp_26oI/AAAAAAAADxk/u5PnzSrS1Ug/s400/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701764122588670594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis waiting to open presents. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxiTcBy8Gfg/TyC4_Mm6blI/AAAAAAAADw0/IyCTA_9lh1I/s1600/DSC_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxiTcBy8Gfg/TyC4_Mm6blI/AAAAAAAADw0/IyCTA_9lh1I/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701760524106755666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sean with his new quilt from Grandma and Grandpa. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dDUw3fgg2ko/TyC56E56XcI/AAAAAAAADxA/firDdrMbafA/s1600/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dDUw3fgg2ko/TyC56E56XcI/AAAAAAAADxA/firDdrMbafA/s400/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701761535651241410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every little boy needs a coonskin hat! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYtumu2at94/TyC6jh5fASI/AAAAAAAADxM/E3_RZC4cp_8/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYtumu2at94/TyC6jh5fASI/AAAAAAAADxM/E3_RZC4cp_8/s400/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701762247808712994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dannah and Jack opening presents. I am not sure what Alexis is doing, but that is her in the pink pants. I hope she doesn't make a habit of that for every picture, but then again, she is Jack's kid! :) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnc5K7Xsn_k/TyC7T_jKhzI/AAAAAAAADxY/V_V7aq8qyRo/s1600/DSC_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnc5K7Xsn_k/TyC7T_jKhzI/AAAAAAAADxY/V_V7aq8qyRo/s400/DSC_0286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701763080401880882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whew, I think I finally got pictures of everyone on here. We had a great time. It is always good to be with family. After we left Idaho Falls, we went for a drive to Bozeman. Then we met up with Josh's entire family the night before we flew home. I didn't take a single picture, and that is horrible. Josh and I both fell asleep on the couch without even playing a single game! We are boring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to Jackson the next day was long because the pass was closed. We had to go through Palisades, it was beautiful though. The sun even decided to peak out from the clouds. I realized how much I dislike the wind. Ugh. Oh well. Josh is pretty good at taking pictures with his phone while we are moving. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hi02_l_kugg/TyC9rByDNFI/AAAAAAAADxw/tv7vNVroYtA/s1600/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hi02_l_kugg/TyC9rByDNFI/AAAAAAAADxw/tv7vNVroYtA/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701765675161433170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had to get our fill of mountains before we came back home. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lpOuczFMwaU/TyC_W1KhVPI/AAAAAAAADx8/emlUSJmyn7U/s1600/IMG_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lpOuczFMwaU/TyC_W1KhVPI/AAAAAAAADx8/emlUSJmyn7U/s400/IMG_0829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701767527200281842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was good to see everyone. Thank you for being you and making our time there meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7256878728636842247?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7256878728636842247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7256878728636842247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7256878728636842247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7256878728636842247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hope-i-can-take-electric-blanket-back.html' title='&quot;I hope I can take the electric blanket back.&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3BgIF9YOltw/Tx9jmaY_kbI/AAAAAAAADpg/S_DIETqsDYw/s72-c/Josh%2527s%2BIphone%2B12%2BJan%2B2012%2B669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-5608998324636952616</id><published>2011-12-18T19:29:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T17:26:33.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a first time for everything</title><content type='html'>This is the first time in my entire life I have purchased a tree from a Christmas Tree lot. Crazy! This is also the first time that we wore jeans and t-shirts to choose the above mentioned tree. :) 70 degrees is not too shabby. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zxQ1uI_R28/Tu6Wx4k_fvI/AAAAAAAADo8/UZDorXuF1OQ/s1600/photo%2B%252830%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zxQ1uI_R28/Tu6Wx4k_fvI/AAAAAAAADo8/UZDorXuF1OQ/s400/photo%2B%252830%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687649163160813298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems odd, but I like it at the same time. How weird is that?! Deep down, I am missing the snow...until I think of the cold. Our tree looked like this for over a week. Ooops. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8R0AmwsWRY/Tu6GZQZUKJI/AAAAAAAADok/e-FCP65USbU/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8R0AmwsWRY/Tu6GZQZUKJI/AAAAAAAADok/e-FCP65USbU/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687631147871512722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally got it decorated.Not my greatest work, but it is still pretty. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zlta1GlNd2Y/Tu6HYM9ZNHI/AAAAAAAADow/lffseig0JgU/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zlta1GlNd2Y/Tu6HYM9ZNHI/AAAAAAAADow/lffseig0JgU/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687632229280855154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is also the first December since Josh and I met that he isn't studying/cramming/going crazy over finals. That is how December has been for the last 9 years. Ah, this will be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-5608998324636952616?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5608998324636952616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=5608998324636952616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5608998324636952616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5608998324636952616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/12/theres-first-time-for-everything.html' title='There&apos;s a first time for everything'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zxQ1uI_R28/Tu6Wx4k_fvI/AAAAAAAADo8/UZDorXuF1OQ/s72-c/photo%2B%252830%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-5982608874492179412</id><published>2011-12-18T18:55:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:28:22.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"We need a little Christmas now"</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Thanksgiving in Macon. We love our friends there. Not only are they good company and kind enough to let us stay, but they are excellent cooks! :) I didn't take any pictures, but just know we had a great time. After we had sufficiently stuffed our faces, we drove to Pine Mountain, GA to see the Christmas lights at Callaway Gardens. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHxhWzdDUBo/Tu5-MbX_v6I/AAAAAAAADmI/sAiqe2Rrk3c/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHxhWzdDUBo/Tu5-MbX_v6I/AAAAAAAADmI/sAiqe2Rrk3c/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687622131387449250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tPygxd9HfE/Tu5-ySDxZvI/AAAAAAAADmU/I3BMhOvmXUk/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tPygxd9HfE/Tu5-ySDxZvI/AAAAAAAADmU/I3BMhOvmXUk/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687622781721732850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the trees with just colored spotlights were pretty. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7J1cpC8a1Q/Tu5-_GVa-sI/AAAAAAAADmg/dz9rET7Q6P0/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7J1cpC8a1Q/Tu5-_GVa-sI/AAAAAAAADmg/dz9rET7Q6P0/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687623001912834754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI_yUzm8kAA/Tu5_khsVbKI/AAAAAAAADms/BkhFu2O43KM/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI_yUzm8kAA/Tu5_khsVbKI/AAAAAAAADms/BkhFu2O43KM/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687623644911856802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winter wonderland. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I76UjBR92YQ/Tu5_yv3OmOI/AAAAAAAADm4/wyu-qFnqwD8/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I76UjBR92YQ/Tu5_yv3OmOI/AAAAAAAADm4/wyu-qFnqwD8/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687623889233811682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my favorite part. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb_CD27j-bQ/Tu6ABDHXodI/AAAAAAAADnE/9N1DXf-y-oU/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb_CD27j-bQ/Tu6ABDHXodI/AAAAAAAADnE/9N1DXf-y-oU/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687624134919954898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_tq1bhJiY4/Tu6AVTr6aOI/AAAAAAAADnQ/Uw5EnNvsu3o/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_tq1bhJiY4/Tu6AVTr6aOI/AAAAAAAADnQ/Uw5EnNvsu3o/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687624482965580002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swans on the water. The reflection was pretty. Too bad the picture isn't clear... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kxC0rVnWcc/Tu6ApseS18I/AAAAAAAADnc/FBsss1FgiGg/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kxC0rVnWcc/Tu6ApseS18I/AAAAAAAADnc/FBsss1FgiGg/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687624833216731074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have such a good time with our friends. Haley overcame many fears on this little outing. We even got her to sit on the bridge and we didn't get eaten by spiders. It was a Thanksgiving miracle! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_F6G7xiHO6U/Tu6BxQWhZDI/AAAAAAAADno/Jn6Sddws8Yk/s1600/DSC_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_F6G7xiHO6U/Tu6BxQWhZDI/AAAAAAAADno/Jn6Sddws8Yk/s400/DSC_0586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687626062618518578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a bit of a melt down on the rocks though...Good thing her pants were tucked in her socks. The spiders and bugs would have eaten her alive! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtOB-WjIlOM/Tu6CiNFueUI/AAAAAAAADn0/jfWbkE-vG9I/s1600/DSC_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtOB-WjIlOM/Tu6CiNFueUI/AAAAAAAADn0/jfWbkE-vG9I/s400/DSC_0623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687626903556356418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby steps. That is how we got her to go back to the rocks for "one more picture". Good thing- it ended up being her favorite picture. Already framed and on her mantle. :) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAX3i7uha60/Tu6DRypMg5I/AAAAAAAADoA/tXu5I75wGt8/s1600/DSC_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAX3i7uha60/Tu6DRypMg5I/AAAAAAAADoA/tXu5I75wGt8/s400/DSC_0612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687627721091089298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried some pictures too. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_45O6y9aaM/Tu6DsOrgIOI/AAAAAAAADoM/wv3801thsAs/s1600/DSC_0626%2Bedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_45O6y9aaM/Tu6DsOrgIOI/AAAAAAAADoM/wv3801thsAs/s400/DSC_0626%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687628175293554914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_ULoTy5yjw/Tu6EPkfMFrI/AAAAAAAADoY/GlS4D0kcDJY/s1600/DSC_0497%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_ULoTy5yjw/Tu6EPkfMFrI/AAAAAAAADoY/GlS4D0kcDJY/s400/DSC_0497%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687628782442911410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We laugh so hard when we go to Macon. We introduced our friends to the game of "Polly Wolly Bang Bang". It was a real hit! :) Luckily, we are still friends. Whew. We were a little nervous for a while. Thanks Burns' and Strandburg's for a wonderful Thanksgiving. We truly do have so much to be thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-5982608874492179412?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5982608874492179412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=5982608874492179412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5982608874492179412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5982608874492179412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-need-little-christmas-now.html' title='&quot;We need a little Christmas now&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHxhWzdDUBo/Tu5-MbX_v6I/AAAAAAAADmI/sAiqe2Rrk3c/s72-c/DSC_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-9148747943109949323</id><published>2011-12-05T22:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:22:37.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocks, Treats, Trains, and Snow!</title><content type='html'>On November 12th we spent the day in Atlanta, Stone Mountain to be exact. The weather was beautiful and it was the first day of the Christmas Village festivities there. What a treat! So we spent the day just enjoying being together and these 3 not in the clinic. Lets see, how many residents does it take to read a map? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgKNPPwACxA/TtKWWL3xMcI/AAAAAAAADeo/7xGrP0NB5ss/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgKNPPwACxA/TtKWWL3xMcI/AAAAAAAADeo/7xGrP0NB5ss/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679767387955605954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh thinks he has figured it out, Mark is still not sure, and Allison doesn't care because she was having a good hair day. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-8xixL1J4Q/Ttgu6ZncCDI/AAAAAAAADe0/xjQFViic8Ps/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-8xixL1J4Q/Ttgu6ZncCDI/AAAAAAAADe0/xjQFViic8Ps/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681342510771472434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw the Polar Express (just parts of it) in -D. Nice glasses dudes. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wuo_R4CqRRk/Tt2V5LxBE7I/AAAAAAAADlY/aYzqosycE0o/s1600/photo%2B%252828%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wuo_R4CqRRk/Tt2V5LxBE7I/AAAAAAAADlY/aYzqosycE0o/s400/photo%2B%252828%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682863114454897586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us. This was before the movie started. Thus, before the motion sickness :) Actually, it wasn't too bad, but there were a couple of parts that got us. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9W32mZjWL4/Tt2WUPwo80I/AAAAAAAADlk/v8kaVjEk13M/s1600/photo%2B%252829%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9W32mZjWL4/Tt2WUPwo80I/AAAAAAAADlk/v8kaVjEk13M/s400/photo%2B%252829%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682863579383526210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sledding anyone? They were making snow- different from making water...just to clarify. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ewy7iR3Nhdo/Ttgv2WbhwRI/AAAAAAAADfA/5CCKU_Rt8zY/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ewy7iR3Nhdo/Ttgv2WbhwRI/AAAAAAAADfA/5CCKU_Rt8zY/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681343540708360466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was such a beautiful day, we decided not to hike to the top of Stone Mountain, we rode up instead. Nice ride, huh? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsQ36Qzbja4/Ttg0qBjTpsI/AAAAAAAADfM/05yv1z8Q2wc/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsQ36Qzbja4/Ttg0qBjTpsI/AAAAAAAADfM/05yv1z8Q2wc/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681348826503554754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just enjoying the ride. So pretty...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXlR4ej9QtE/Ttg1dPmUMqI/AAAAAAAADfY/gxgcBI7Miv4/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXlR4ej9QtE/Ttg1dPmUMqI/AAAAAAAADfY/gxgcBI7Miv4/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681349706447598242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfP_3OIIaY/Ttg3yqE7e7I/AAAAAAAADfk/bYYm3OteArQ/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfP_3OIIaY/Ttg3yqE7e7I/AAAAAAAADfk/bYYm3OteArQ/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681352273355832242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made it to the top. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1kjfOkmdak/TthSSe99j4I/AAAAAAAADfw/6KpophjmShM/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1kjfOkmdak/TthSSe99j4I/AAAAAAAADfw/6KpophjmShM/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681381407431954306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of Atlanta in the distance. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ABZ0IyuRJI/TthS6zPTA7I/AAAAAAAADf8/86Dn1fCaRY8/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ABZ0IyuRJI/TthS6zPTA7I/AAAAAAAADf8/86Dn1fCaRY8/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681382100068139954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How do these trees grow on a solid piece of rock? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhT12kLHSOE/TthTPam05zI/AAAAAAAADgI/nzp_brJhac4/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhT12kLHSOE/TthTPam05zI/AAAAAAAADgI/nzp_brJhac4/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681382454233196338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one didn't make it, but I thought it was pretty. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqGBrHTCzbE/TthThJ6aOiI/AAAAAAAADgU/SL-UenqDgek/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqGBrHTCzbE/TthThJ6aOiI/AAAAAAAADgU/SL-UenqDgek/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681382758989576738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grateful for the fence for obvious reasons... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak6_zznR7Uo/TthUPq6G9JI/AAAAAAAADgg/uu9xT7HF7gQ/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak6_zznR7Uo/TthUPq6G9JI/AAAAAAAADgg/uu9xT7HF7gQ/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681383558120666258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes rocks are just made for you to kick back and relax.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LE1dGunECRQ/TthXOA9B00I/AAAAAAAADgs/XZfBXi87hrk/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LE1dGunECRQ/TthXOA9B00I/AAAAAAAADgs/XZfBXi87hrk/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681386828213637954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQdiUI6Bfa8/TthYLovjDiI/AAAAAAAADg4/070wrKAk6dY/s1600/DSC_0039%2Bedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQdiUI6Bfa8/TthYLovjDiI/AAAAAAAADg4/070wrKAk6dY/s400/DSC_0039%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681387886866533922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Classic. I love it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BnU1bDF1dCQ/TtlqlCG1LxI/AAAAAAAADhE/X5jYfEWhJgc/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BnU1bDF1dCQ/TtlqlCG1LxI/AAAAAAAADhE/X5jYfEWhJgc/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681689589357817618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time to play...and people watch :)  These boys were running down the rock. The picture doesn't look as steep as it really was. Josh had to be ready with the camera to capture the fall, that never happened. Whew. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npxR_yr8H3w/TtlrgcgItrI/AAAAAAAADhQ/Od8fcY5H2sI/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npxR_yr8H3w/TtlrgcgItrI/AAAAAAAADhQ/Od8fcY5H2sI/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681690610055558834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)I wonder where they are from... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0Z3iWFGmi4/TtlsUV8EpfI/AAAAAAAADhc/LK2yWWa1oMU/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0Z3iWFGmi4/TtlsUV8EpfI/AAAAAAAADhc/LK2yWWa1oMU/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681691501646882290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Copy cats &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jejOnyG90A/TtlsqutA3-I/AAAAAAAADho/2OTJVgciwB4/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jejOnyG90A/TtlsqutA3-I/AAAAAAAADho/2OTJVgciwB4/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681691886251728866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We watched this guy walk toward us with the water bottle on his head. It fell right after I snapped the picture...Oops. Surely it wasn't our fault. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saQliNOkFQU/Ttlti54UROI/AAAAAAAADh0/kbXEOG21lhg/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saQliNOkFQU/Ttlti54UROI/AAAAAAAADh0/kbXEOG21lhg/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681692851324601570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing back to the top. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDSSqe-f4bc/TtwNZcLklsI/AAAAAAAADiA/uzdAR67mzkw/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDSSqe-f4bc/TtwNZcLklsI/AAAAAAAADiA/uzdAR67mzkw/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682431560547342018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One last look at the view before we headed back down. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmg8JOZ6t1w/TtwOKSkfLNI/AAAAAAAADiM/DmhqVxt7hU0/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmg8JOZ6t1w/TtwOKSkfLNI/AAAAAAAADiM/DmhqVxt7hU0/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682432399781080274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we were finished playing in the rocks, we headed to the put put course to see how awesome we are. We stopped taking score on hole #2. :) These 3 are excited can you tell. Allison and Mark didn't even plan the pose. I love it! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SY7fv-yGOtk/TtwPG55DfQI/AAAAAAAADiY/We35gd_bqlc/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SY7fv-yGOtk/TtwPG55DfQI/AAAAAAAADiY/We35gd_bqlc/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682433441128480002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a nice shot I am sure...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kRxOncs0Prw/TtwPvg-Rc9I/AAAAAAAADik/hDmonQ-5KMY/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kRxOncs0Prw/TtwPvg-Rc9I/AAAAAAAADik/hDmonQ-5KMY/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682434138814116818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that form! He looks like a pro...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPyNjb3U6tw/TtwQQG4jL7I/AAAAAAAADiw/i4nCyFYh7Fw/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPyNjb3U6tw/TtwQQG4jL7I/AAAAAAAADiw/i4nCyFYh7Fw/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682434698746474418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we were finished with our shortened game of golf, we went to a little show called Holly Jolly Cabaret. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHNEOsVd_1M/TtwRBrnNtII/AAAAAAAADi8/G3foc7ATuAY/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHNEOsVd_1M/TtwRBrnNtII/AAAAAAAADi8/G3foc7ATuAY/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682435550419465346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite part was when they did a name that holiday tune. Josh was almost right when he guessed "Ding Dong Merrily Along". They felt bad for him and gave him the prize even though it was supposed to be "Ding Dong Merrily on High". Ooops. Oh well. We were excited that he won a funnel cake! :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mZMsfphlc3M/TtwSa5Nhn5I/AAAAAAAADjI/T5EM2eZku0A/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mZMsfphlc3M/TtwSa5Nhn5I/AAAAAAAADjI/T5EM2eZku0A/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682437083078172562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We hurried to claim the prize. It was delicious. Josh even sweet-talked the lady to put 2 toppings on it. Funnel cake, peaches, and ice cream. Yummmm! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnMkq6HyLUk/TtwTBbzqzhI/AAAAAAAADjU/FTLmhIr2PSU/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnMkq6HyLUk/TtwTBbzqzhI/AAAAAAAADjU/FTLmhIr2PSU/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682437745199992338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allison enjoyed her delicious treat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BX-z8PSkeN8/TtwTo43nJKI/AAAAAAAADjg/rdhiTaznL_Y/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BX-z8PSkeN8/TtwTo43nJKI/AAAAAAAADjg/rdhiTaznL_Y/s400/DSC_0091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682438423016055970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark was very excited for his treat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ooUFln9DmQ/TtwUacD8yrI/AAAAAAAADjs/c27IzQq5iDM/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ooUFln9DmQ/TtwUacD8yrI/AAAAAAAADjs/c27IzQq5iDM/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682439274276637362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I liked this sign on the toy store. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSFs4aKwn7s/Tt2WwHSH0tI/AAAAAAAADlw/TifzCtM3PkY/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSFs4aKwn7s/Tt2WwHSH0tI/AAAAAAAADlw/TifzCtM3PkY/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682864058144379602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, what do ya think? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2bhpE5Zfbc/Tt2XkiU2oWI/AAAAAAAADl8/0NJ5vfyS1_0/s1600/photo%2B%252827%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2bhpE5Zfbc/Tt2XkiU2oWI/AAAAAAAADl8/0NJ5vfyS1_0/s400/photo%2B%252827%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682864958756790626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the treats and wandering through toy stores, we had a train to catch. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxEq9gRWxGo/TtwVIOCG5BI/AAAAAAAADj8/0z4-YxRf1pA/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxEq9gRWxGo/TtwVIOCG5BI/AAAAAAAADj8/0z4-YxRf1pA/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682440060784796690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnIB5mZLt2c/TtwVzP96RzI/AAAAAAAADkE/rj45lu96Bn8/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnIB5mZLt2c/TtwVzP96RzI/AAAAAAAADkE/rj45lu96Bn8/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682440800038438706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2fCMUapcx4/TtwWXD9fZhI/AAAAAAAADkQ/wHSxZA4PxgI/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2fCMUapcx4/TtwWXD9fZhI/AAAAAAAADkQ/wHSxZA4PxgI/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682441415290742290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the train ride, we had to walk through the "winter wonderland". Well, we walked, Josh decided to do a little jig. This picture is classic. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SFJVbBL2o8/TtwXVkKHp7I/AAAAAAAADkc/3-SNAwMq9pU/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SFJVbBL2o8/TtwXVkKHp7I/AAAAAAAADkc/3-SNAwMq9pU/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682442489085536178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks everyone for a great day and a fun weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-9148747943109949323?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/9148747943109949323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=9148747943109949323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/9148747943109949323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/9148747943109949323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/12/much-needed-break.html' title='Rocks, Treats, Trains, and Snow!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgKNPPwACxA/TtKWWL3xMcI/AAAAAAAADeo/7xGrP0NB5ss/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-3008005066394503943</id><published>2011-12-05T20:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:09:17.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rutabaga anyone?</title><content type='html'>While Josh, Mark, and Allison were at the Georgia Tech game, Haley and I drove to Macon for the night, then we met up with them Friday afternoon (Veteran's Day). Friday afternoon, we ate at Janine's (southern cooking- it was delicious!). I had my first experience with rutabagas. They look interesting. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-exAnuxkNEf0/Tt2U36GlPpI/AAAAAAAADlM/CCPRumjOqAI/s1600/IMG_5379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-exAnuxkNEf0/Tt2U36GlPpI/AAAAAAAADlM/CCPRumjOqAI/s400/IMG_5379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682861993022013074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I must say, they were delicious. Haley had to capture the moment. :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoLTQ2mCgXs/Tt2S4VpC4-I/AAAAAAAADko/L68wbNwppek/s1600/IMG_5380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoLTQ2mCgXs/Tt2S4VpC4-I/AAAAAAAADko/L68wbNwppek/s400/IMG_5380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682859801391064034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a great time. When we walked into the restaurant, there was an older gentleman near the door. He was walking toward us and Haley told him there were 2 of us. The poor guy just smiled and kept walking. She thought he worked there and was going to seat us. Oops. It was so funny. We were seated and laughed and laughed. It was priceless. With our bellies full, we were ready to be on our way to Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;We were obsessed with the beautiful fall colors. I ♥ them! Here is a random picture as we left Macon. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8Ok1ZZs824/TsHGvzYK7HI/AAAAAAAADeQ/5-WbQft5EwM/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8Ok1ZZs824/TsHGvzYK7HI/AAAAAAAADeQ/5-WbQft5EwM/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675035530011274354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley was so focused on her driving. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxq3dy0q5lw/TsHHC_zjq4I/AAAAAAAADec/ApZgO6wx1mo/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxq3dy0q5lw/TsHHC_zjq4I/AAAAAAAADec/ApZgO6wx1mo/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675035859764882306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met up with Josh, Mark, and Allison in Atlanta. Luckily it was a holiday and traffic wasn't as bad as it normally would be. (yikes!) Allison's dad lives in Atlanta and we were able to stay with him. Before we met up with Allison's dad for dinner, we had time to kill so we wandered in a few stores. We spent most of our time here... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ-a29mSTqo/Tt2UCAagpGI/AAAAAAAADk0/qoSjod_9rG0/s1600/IMG_5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ-a29mSTqo/Tt2UCAagpGI/AAAAAAAADk0/qoSjod_9rG0/s400/IMG_5393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682861067003274338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kind of embarrassing. We are getting old and boring. At least it was relaxing. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXUoEZ3j54M/Tt2UUoYql3I/AAAAAAAADlA/to3fDgpPMp8/s1600/IMG_5386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXUoEZ3j54M/Tt2UUoYql3I/AAAAAAAADlA/to3fDgpPMp8/s400/IMG_5386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682861386970601330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we were completely relaxed, we met Allison's dad and had dinner. It was a fun evening and we had a good time at dinner. Lots of random conversations, during which the waitress would always walk into the room at interesting times. Too funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-3008005066394503943?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3008005066394503943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=3008005066394503943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3008005066394503943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3008005066394503943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/12/rutabaga-anyone.html' title='Rutabaga anyone?'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-exAnuxkNEf0/Tt2U36GlPpI/AAAAAAAADlM/CCPRumjOqAI/s72-c/IMG_5379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7809074603636275631</id><published>2011-11-14T20:21:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:46:14.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gggeorgia can get cccccold!</title><content type='html'>Josh, Mark, and Allison needed to be in Atlanta for a lecture last Friday. They drove there Thursday night and were able to go to the Georgia Tech game. Unfortunately, it was probably the coldest night so far this fall :) hahaha! (I have to laugh at their misfortune, otherwise I would cry because I didn't get to go) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTgU2s6wL-8/TsG_N8_JedI/AAAAAAAADdU/R0A0RBYMnuk/s1600/DSCN2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTgU2s6wL-8/TsG_N8_JedI/AAAAAAAADdU/R0A0RBYMnuk/s400/DSCN2170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675027251893729746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lets see, Mark wore Josh's coat. Josh wore his down coat, but needed something to block the wind. Allison was the only one properly prepared and let Josh borrow her fleece jacket to put over his coat. My goodness, it is a good thing they are all friends. If I had only packed his bag-he would have been so toasty warm. Oh well. Too bad for him. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKeb_W58sv4/TsHABYELFgI/AAAAAAAADdg/nKOZlD-h6nA/s1600/DSCN2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKeb_W58sv4/TsHABYELFgI/AAAAAAAADdg/nKOZlD-h6nA/s400/DSCN2167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675028135335892482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raise your hand if you are a wimp- especially if it is cold... Nice jacket :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNV_Yn1sHs8/TsHBe0-t9EI/AAAAAAAADds/sKzrex4-92U/s1600/DSCN2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNV_Yn1sHs8/TsHBe0-t9EI/AAAAAAAADds/sKzrex4-92U/s400/DSCN2169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675029740825474114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wait a second- she took gloves, a scarf, and a warm winter hat!? What a genius! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lly2Ojq2tlg/TsHCmvIn1qI/AAAAAAAADd4/a5TBJ4UNmUs/s1600/DSCN2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lly2Ojq2tlg/TsHCmvIn1qI/AAAAAAAADd4/a5TBJ4UNmUs/s400/DSCN2168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675030976206984866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allison and Mark- yes, they look frozen. Apparently it does get cold here sometimes. Who knew?! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l84Wv9CFxsw/TsHC6Kb3vkI/AAAAAAAADeE/AxEzurgCfR0/s1600/DSCN2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l84Wv9CFxsw/TsHC6Kb3vkI/AAAAAAAADeE/AxEzurgCfR0/s400/DSCN2175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675031309952990786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7809074603636275631?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7809074603636275631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7809074603636275631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7809074603636275631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7809074603636275631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/11/gggeorgia-can-get-cccccold.html' title='gggeorgia can get cccccold!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTgU2s6wL-8/TsG_N8_JedI/AAAAAAAADdU/R0A0RBYMnuk/s72-c/DSCN2170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2515261285872617755</id><published>2011-11-06T20:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T20:13:57.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've got skills...</title><content type='html'>Haley and I decided to work on a Thanksgiving craft. The great thing is that not only did we start the project, but we finished it! (What an accomplishment, eh?) It was fun and we enjoyed chatting and laughing together. Meet Tyrone the Turkey. That's right, Tyrone. This is the south, you know. By the way Dad, I still haven't ever heard the name Elrod....just thought you should know. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRyQVpq6lTw/TrcwSPEgw9I/AAAAAAAADdI/w8NTVeE2pFM/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRyQVpq6lTw/TrcwSPEgw9I/AAAAAAAADdI/w8NTVeE2pFM/s400/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672055345537663954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2515261285872617755?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2515261285872617755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2515261285872617755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2515261285872617755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2515261285872617755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/11/weve-got-skills.html' title='We&apos;ve got skills...'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRyQVpq6lTw/TrcwSPEgw9I/AAAAAAAADdI/w8NTVeE2pFM/s72-c/DSC_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-6078067106307422340</id><published>2011-11-06T12:20:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:19:41.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!!</title><content type='html'>The month of October has been great. I can't believe how fast it has gone by. Josh and the other residents were required to dress up for Halloween. After a lot of thinking they decided to be Johnny Depp characters. Mark was Edward Scissor Hands, Allison was a pirate (Captain Jack Sparrow), and Josh was the Mad Hatter. They did great. This picture was taken at the VA and it made me smile all day long. Would you want these characters working on your teeth?! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh6aMJW8EEQ/TrbHLTRKM_I/AAAAAAAADZ8/S7SdPh19Aig/s1600/photo%2B%252823%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh6aMJW8EEQ/TrbHLTRKM_I/AAAAAAAADZ8/S7SdPh19Aig/s400/photo%2B%252823%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671939777684452338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and I worked on his costume together. We studied pictures of the Hatter way too long, but it worked out. After a trip to Goodwill, a few sewing alterations, we spray painted his pants and jacket. We made his necktie and pink cuffs from blouses from Goodwill. The lace on his cuffs and the hat were from a tablecloth. Amazingly enough, he already owned the ankle boots-long story, don't ask. He got his hat and wig off of e-bay. The hat was tie-dyed pink, yellow, and blue until we got a hold of it. His finger-less gloves were made out of the scraps that we cut off of his pants. It was stressful, yet fun. This picture was taken at 6:45 a.m. It had been a long night and a crazy morning. Josh isn't used to putting on makeup- it takes some time! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmfoyD332I/TrcdQWTTeHI/AAAAAAAADaI/9UKOnljXy4M/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmfoyD332I/TrcdQWTTeHI/AAAAAAAADaI/9UKOnljXy4M/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672034422398089330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dressed up for our ward trunk or treat which was Saturday night. We invited Mark and Haley to come too. We had a makeup party at our house before we left. Mark and Josh wore the same costumes as the day before and Haley was  herself- Oops, I mean a witch and P was the cutest little monkey with tons of energy! :) Aren't they such a cute scary family?! (Oh, Haley did the scars on Mark's face- not with her nails, but with makeup- they turned out great!) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOpEFggfHjk/TrcfHkgKnkI/AAAAAAAADaU/2wteBWpKpWk/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOpEFggfHjk/TrcfHkgKnkI/AAAAAAAADaU/2wteBWpKpWk/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672036470614564418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw this a lot: a running monkey and a furious witch :) Nice shoes and TIGHTS! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-audCjCQqEng/TrcfxVrW-nI/AAAAAAAADag/sw1yAIPH76I/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-audCjCQqEng/TrcfxVrW-nI/AAAAAAAADag/sw1yAIPH76I/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672037188189485682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Edward Scissor Hands &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CY387zmQZzY/TrcgAQD2cQI/AAAAAAAADas/Y0dAud8XV_Y/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CY387zmQZzY/TrcgAQD2cQI/AAAAAAAADas/Y0dAud8XV_Y/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672037444379635970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Mad (and handsome) Hatter. Did I mention the running monkey? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8n-DNDZW-1Q/TrcgXNphRfI/AAAAAAAADa4/5BjbQaCzKY4/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8n-DNDZW-1Q/TrcgXNphRfI/AAAAAAAADa4/5BjbQaCzKY4/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672037838869317106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh was the Hatter, I was the Red Queen. We got my costume on e-bay. We had wigs and hats allover our dinning table trying to "shape" them. It was so much fun. Josh did my makeup. I was nervous, but it turned out and we had a great time. We got some stares as we drove to the church. It was priceless. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Lz7Cb0ba7w/Trch1mxl76I/AAAAAAAADbE/NyClfBjkDvU/s1600/319280_2291683927940_1124250243_32378423_1378581356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Lz7Cb0ba7w/Trch1mxl76I/AAAAAAAADbE/NyClfBjkDvU/s400/319280_2291683927940_1124250243_32378423_1378581356_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672039460521766818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhLluFAe0cw/Trcrty1ExKI/AAAAAAAADc8/INoHQYNDYWg/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhLluFAe0cw/Trcrty1ExKI/AAAAAAAADc8/INoHQYNDYWg/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672050321434920098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ward had a chili cook off and chili dogs for dinner. There were also games for the kids, a haunted house, and then the trunk or treat. We took our ghost to decorate our trunk. Too bad it wasn't quite dark enough for him to truly be appreciated. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0wtWbO6wuM/TrcjB0bJtzI/AAAAAAAADbc/w5mJEp6Q7wI/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N0wtWbO6wuM/TrcjB0bJtzI/AAAAAAAADbc/w5mJEp6Q7wI/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672040769855797042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaahh. My favorite part of the evening was when Haley told us about the barking dog. P was running around and there was a lady there with a dog that wouldn't stop barking. Haley was so kind and apologized to the lady for the little monkey that was scaring her dog. The lady then said, "It's your face!" Huh? Haley took a good 45 seconds to remember her face was bright GREEN! Hahahahahaha! I love it. We were laughing so hard when she told us what happened. It is too funny. Definitely my favorite quote of the evening. Yes, she is scary AND evil! :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCRwG6fg0fs/TrckDlYKgkI/AAAAAAAADbo/3LZZ4gRXWEg/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCRwG6fg0fs/TrckDlYKgkI/AAAAAAAADbo/3LZZ4gRXWEg/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672041899688100418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "It's not like we are going to be life-long friends"... ;) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2OUEryJp_0/TrckgxoCy6I/AAAAAAAADb0/AGRj5aWYWwE/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2OUEryJp_0/TrckgxoCy6I/AAAAAAAADb0/AGRj5aWYWwE/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672042401192135586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark showing us his scissor skills. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m49xiu3iMQ8/TrclwYLEcoI/AAAAAAAADcA/Xi39sZWjea0/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m49xiu3iMQ8/TrclwYLEcoI/AAAAAAAADcA/Xi39sZWjea0/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672043768749257346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh giving out candy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EPJXAWqHVo4/TrcmLo4KPXI/AAAAAAAADcM/htyxnIhE5hU/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EPJXAWqHVo4/TrcmLo4KPXI/AAAAAAAADcM/htyxnIhE5hU/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672044237089815922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the reasons I ♥ Halloween: my ghost, candy bars, Josh, and friends. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8rA7bNd4Hk/TrcnRbV-GaI/AAAAAAAADcY/n_Fu5XAXQRo/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8rA7bNd4Hk/TrcnRbV-GaI/AAAAAAAADcY/n_Fu5XAXQRo/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672045436047595938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my twin :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo0AS9tgH_k/TrcoF3ai6bI/AAAAAAAADck/6rEbw0xBLFU/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yo0AS9tgH_k/TrcoF3ai6bI/AAAAAAAADck/6rEbw0xBLFU/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672046336936176050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a great evening. We are so glad that Mark and Haley were able to come with us. We felt the same way as P when we had to go home. Poor little guy was being dragged by the witch. I guess all monkeys have to go to bed sometime. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6DDB_KZEK28/TrcooArkJOI/AAAAAAAADcw/BEnHzd01AD0/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6DDB_KZEK28/TrcooArkJOI/AAAAAAAADcw/BEnHzd01AD0/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672046923539031266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great Halloween! So much fun. Thanks for the memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-6078067106307422340?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6078067106307422340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=6078067106307422340' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6078067106307422340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6078067106307422340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-your-face.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh6aMJW8EEQ/TrbHLTRKM_I/AAAAAAAADZ8/S7SdPh19Aig/s72-c/photo%2B%252823%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7385437524503325551</id><published>2011-10-29T09:11:00.045-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T22:07:14.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Festivus for the rest of us!</title><content type='html'>We were invited to the 6th Annual Burns Family Fall Festival. We have been looking forward to this for months and we were not disappointed. Haley's family does an incredible job at putting this together for family and friends. We went to Macon on  Friday night and were able to help with setting some things up and last minute preparations for Saturday afternoon. Haley and I made treat bags, stuffed pinatas, and even managed to not ruin the boiled peanuts. Josh and Mark helped set up hay ride stuff and get things ready outside. :) We absolutely loved it! Josh and I felt like we had to contribute somehow. So, we brought bloody fingers (of course) and Josh provided sno cones; Josh was very excited. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xHXtpBwmoE/Tqv8-0L-_WI/AAAAAAAADH0/vlVWDawO8hA/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xHXtpBwmoE/Tqv8-0L-_WI/AAAAAAAADH0/vlVWDawO8hA/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668902712066899298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had homemade syrup (Josh really got into this) in flavors FrankenLime, Witch's Blood, and BooRaspberry. Is he clever or what? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4z5SM3I_9Y/Tqv8jxDDTGI/AAAAAAAADHo/Hgx-QVUqDHo/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4z5SM3I_9Y/Tqv8jxDDTGI/AAAAAAAADHo/Hgx-QVUqDHo/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668902247367658594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sno cones were a hit. We even convinced people to put cream on them. Delicious! (We can convince "these people" to do almost anything. We just have to say that in Idaho we do.... Then everyone thinks they must try it to be almost as cool as us!) Mark and Haley partaking of the goodness :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYQsJa7_9Wg/Tqv9PRsxiDI/AAAAAAAADIA/y2d5XZ59YvQ/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYQsJa7_9Wg/Tqv9PRsxiDI/AAAAAAAADIA/y2d5XZ59YvQ/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668902994866964530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SANl5T7xACc/Tqv9jcVOMZI/AAAAAAAADIM/bxmbrws37-U/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SANl5T7xACc/Tqv9jcVOMZI/AAAAAAAADIM/bxmbrws37-U/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668903341318353298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After getting our sno cones "to go" we went for a train ride. Honestly, Josh thought he was in heaven. Sno cones AND trains?! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-zvJN1ek0c/Tqv_D9iaT4I/AAAAAAAADIY/L4Gp37sLVKw/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-zvJN1ek0c/Tqv_D9iaT4I/AAAAAAAADIY/L4Gp37sLVKw/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668904999499485058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark and Haley &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xYbmWPSu5bE/Tqv_VSw9BzI/AAAAAAAADIk/pX6FGl-Nuxo/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xYbmWPSu5bE/Tqv_VSw9BzI/AAAAAAAADIk/pX6FGl-Nuxo/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668905297255401266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Josh. Not sure what the orange thing is on my shoulder...maybe it is a ghost?! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YFIzt39yaRo/Tqv_oswgH_I/AAAAAAAADIw/MjIUg2yR3o0/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YFIzt39yaRo/Tqv_oswgH_I/AAAAAAAADIw/MjIUg2yR3o0/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668905630650343410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the decorations in the front yard. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pfPaFrUjY8/TqwAzkdhZpI/AAAAAAAADI8/GeASSgi4GoM/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pfPaFrUjY8/TqwAzkdhZpI/AAAAAAAADI8/GeASSgi4GoM/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668906916913440402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved this sign at the entrance of the driveway. "Dr. Killer Driller, DDS Agonizing Pain Guaranteed".  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjwsPrUS4ZE/TqwBJ-45kVI/AAAAAAAADJI/pK593v-HcuM/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjwsPrUS4ZE/TqwBJ-45kVI/AAAAAAAADJI/pK593v-HcuM/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668907301964714322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the spooks along the train ride. I must say, I hated this snake!  It honestly startled me the first time I saw it. Ew! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7u4H74bJVc/TqwBdLAW5YI/AAAAAAAADJU/QVREjLr6eV0/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7u4H74bJVc/TqwBdLAW5YI/AAAAAAAADJU/QVREjLr6eV0/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668907631634736514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This may be one of my favorites. Isn't it gross? But it was perfect :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAIkY3IhKcE/TqwCBTiwSsI/AAAAAAAADJg/MKfUuQHnPrU/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QAIkY3IhKcE/TqwCBTiwSsI/AAAAAAAADJg/MKfUuQHnPrU/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668908252401781442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The witch- too bad she doesn't cackle :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-GQsLE-8LY/TqwChu_cqKI/AAAAAAAADJs/ea4D1hXVGvA/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-GQsLE-8LY/TqwChu_cqKI/AAAAAAAADJs/ea4D1hXVGvA/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668908809525700770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the pinatas. Isn't it cute! Somehow the pinatas were forgotten- oh well. Hopefully next year. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPu1JtE4cEE/Tq3Up8oiHBI/AAAAAAAADKE/VkMMsEcquwI/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPu1JtE4cEE/Tq3Up8oiHBI/AAAAAAAADKE/VkMMsEcquwI/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669421323045182482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two more house guests ;) Love these two! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2iPUTPs-JmA/Tq3leyi-62I/AAAAAAAADNQ/rgLULN1J7wE/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2iPUTPs-JmA/Tq3leyi-62I/AAAAAAAADNQ/rgLULN1J7wE/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669439823056661346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark and P. who was obviously bored with Mark's conversation. He just wanted to run and run and run...and he did!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrzbM0c0zA8/Tq3TX4dt2AI/AAAAAAAADJ4/VtS1LvfAUJ0/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrzbM0c0zA8/Tq3TX4dt2AI/AAAAAAAADJ4/VtS1LvfAUJ0/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669419913176799234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and I didn't know a lot of the family and friends, but we entertained ourselves quite nicely. There were obstacle courses and slides. Josh got a running start and took a dive. I must say, the photographer was on her game. I love that his cowboy boots are also in the picture. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tU0DV3dXYKM/Tq3VONp9PAI/AAAAAAAADKQ/YVmTZtMhgdk/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tU0DV3dXYKM/Tq3VONp9PAI/AAAAAAAADKQ/YVmTZtMhgdk/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669421946089847810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Success! He made it through without getting stuck. Head first, through the entire thing. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5HFz6pZQhA/Tq3WwUMQ6bI/AAAAAAAADKc/B85dWN5orWU/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5HFz6pZQhA/Tq3WwUMQ6bI/AAAAAAAADKc/B85dWN5orWU/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669423631471536562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Round two... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vSVbpCgmhuc/Tq3X1-G2maI/AAAAAAAADKo/fy2GNOkXmy8/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vSVbpCgmhuc/Tq3X1-G2maI/AAAAAAAADKo/fy2GNOkXmy8/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669424828134103458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kresP7RUrAg/Tq3YPSHme8I/AAAAAAAADK0/brP2_z94eiY/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kresP7RUrAg/Tq3YPSHme8I/AAAAAAAADK0/brP2_z94eiY/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669425263002680258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to sit back up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7W3429J-zc/Tq3YvuxHanI/AAAAAAAADLA/-7GJ225S6Fg/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7W3429J-zc/Tq3YvuxHanI/AAAAAAAADLA/-7GJ225S6Fg/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669425820448811634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My turn to try to show him how it is done. Ha! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RzxvVKSJfmE/Tq3aQJDaMXI/AAAAAAAADLM/FDoLb_u-Fw0/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RzxvVKSJfmE/Tq3aQJDaMXI/AAAAAAAADLM/FDoLb_u-Fw0/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669427476772303218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yeah! Look at that form. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JlQKa2geaI/Tq3auFJuYjI/AAAAAAAADLY/kC-6BRH0x3g/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JlQKa2geaI/Tq3auFJuYjI/AAAAAAAADLY/kC-6BRH0x3g/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669427991121125938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Light at the end of the tunnel. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKAd9sgO7Sw/Tq3cD5ukUYI/AAAAAAAADLk/azaMz9BFbvM/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKAd9sgO7Sw/Tq3cD5ukUYI/AAAAAAAADLk/azaMz9BFbvM/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669429465523179906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have so much fun together :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sx3UIbzrqGQ/Tq3cm5_qcpI/AAAAAAAADLw/PJFgO7Knu3o/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sx3UIbzrqGQ/Tq3cm5_qcpI/AAAAAAAADLw/PJFgO7Knu3o/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669430066890306194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next stop: the inflatable slide! Josh decided to not slide down, instead he bounced down. Unfortunately, there were younger people watching who decided to follow his example. Fortunately, nobody was hurt. Yikes. That could have been bad. I had little sympathy for this guy when he woke up Sunday morning with a sore neck and back. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NZmsaWt4Yo/Tq3dkPvHgeI/AAAAAAAADL8/3_yPpgEkWlY/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NZmsaWt4Yo/Tq3dkPvHgeI/AAAAAAAADL8/3_yPpgEkWlY/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669431120698507746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to set a better example...too late buddy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_y-0xuYlEM/Tq3eQw1x0jI/AAAAAAAADMI/m9VcvBg_PYg/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_y-0xuYlEM/Tq3eQw1x0jI/AAAAAAAADMI/m9VcvBg_PYg/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669431885499060786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGB_mvGlsBY/Tq3ev6YzpMI/AAAAAAAADMU/i41d4Ea6dUo/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGB_mvGlsBY/Tq3ev6YzpMI/AAAAAAAADMU/i41d4Ea6dUo/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669432420637844674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley's mama, Becky, going down the slide. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-9KKxMKgDY/Tq3fRCTJ4uI/AAAAAAAADMg/ccUv6VKZwjU/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-9KKxMKgDY/Tq3fRCTJ4uI/AAAAAAAADMg/ccUv6VKZwjU/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669432989697303266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe that all this fun was before we even ate supper. (That's right, supper. House rules. While in Macon, I will call dinner supper just to make them feel good.) After the fun on the slides and obstacle course, it was time for a break and  snack. There were 4 huge pots of boiled peanuts. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSadZSmYUEQ/Tq3g22phiAI/AAAAAAAADMs/rLY_1op66Us/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSadZSmYUEQ/Tq3g22phiAI/AAAAAAAADMs/rLY_1op66Us/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669434738916558850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummmmm! I wish the picture could capture the delicious smell! I was craving these all week long and the anticipation was killing me! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njMWfVVKIE4/Tq3ifRCXC9I/AAAAAAAADM4/lJPq3Hv4q-s/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njMWfVVKIE4/Tq3ifRCXC9I/AAAAAAAADM4/lJPq3Hv4q-s/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669436532706446290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided to hang out by the peanuts for a while and enjoyed "several"...cup fulls. :) I ♥ them! It was a perfect setup. After several cups of peanuts, I was all salted out. Then it was time for something sweet. I helped myself to another sno cone, and then it was time for more salt. What a vicious, yet delicious, cycle! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIiTKU-ZwoI/Tq3kHxyfUhI/AAAAAAAADNE/PtbQyg7Nu5k/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIiTKU-ZwoI/Tq3kHxyfUhI/AAAAAAAADNE/PtbQyg7Nu5k/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669438328204644882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After lots of snacks and games, it was time for dinner...Oops, I mean supper. Greg and Becky thanking everyone for coming. Nice orange cup! :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4Dqdn8sfdo/Tq3xgXDAe-I/AAAAAAAADNc/id1G1ZQ4T3M/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4Dqdn8sfdo/Tq3xgXDAe-I/AAAAAAAADNc/id1G1ZQ4T3M/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669453044174060514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were listening intently. Me, Gary, Haley, Carol, P, and Mark. Gary and Carol are Mark's parents. We met them in Augusta a few weeks ago and they are great. So good to see them again, they make us laugh. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXgJrS14fVo/Tq3yR6DMZFI/AAAAAAAADNo/LpdjdKzHeAc/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXgJrS14fVo/Tq3yR6DMZFI/AAAAAAAADNo/LpdjdKzHeAc/s400/DSC_0123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669453895383671890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dessert table. The bloody fingers were a hit. It is a shame we can't get people's reactions to them on camera. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8FFa51II6o/Tq3zRNtLrFI/AAAAAAAADN0/xCHzq3OJVGg/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8FFa51II6o/Tq3zRNtLrFI/AAAAAAAADN0/xCHzq3OJVGg/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669454982991817810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Haley put P to bed, she and Mark were able to play with us on the toys. Here they are racing through the obstacle course. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ksnMrHzl9cA/Tq30K1qmiiI/AAAAAAAADOA/LMKQsto-D1w/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ksnMrHzl9cA/Tq30K1qmiiI/AAAAAAAADOA/LMKQsto-D1w/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669455972970957346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laughing at the end. (Haley, I think this should definitely make the 2011 picture board!)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gU2ma79Jgac/Tq32exdU5MI/AAAAAAAADOM/1gTabZsK-GM/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gU2ma79Jgac/Tq32exdU5MI/AAAAAAAADOM/1gTabZsK-GM/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669458514462172354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great picture of Mark laughing at Josh. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JgsJ4IHMls/Tq35BQhQ0zI/AAAAAAAADOY/DFv9fcB3KZI/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JgsJ4IHMls/Tq35BQhQ0zI/AAAAAAAADOY/DFv9fcB3KZI/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669461305938989874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was hard to take good pictures once it got dark. After we were finished playing on the toys we went on a haunted hay ride. Then we enjoyed some more sno cones and then got warm by the fire. This is the first time since we moved to Georgia that we have worn jackets. Crazy! Isn't the fire pit great? What a pretty fire. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzCF3tzvJPE/Tq36FwuQR8I/AAAAAAAADOk/FUqvPvVEhog/s1600/photo%2B%252824%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzCF3tzvJPE/Tq36FwuQR8I/AAAAAAAADOk/FUqvPvVEhog/s400/photo%2B%252824%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669462482814519234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a great time in Macon. We loved the food, people, and the memories. I want to come back for Fall Festivus in 2012! ;) We were told since the sno cones were a hit, we could come back next year. Whew! We made it "in"! Thanks so much to the Burn's family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7385437524503325551?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7385437524503325551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7385437524503325551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7385437524503325551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7385437524503325551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/10/festivus-for-rest-of-us.html' title='Festivus for the rest of us!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xHXtpBwmoE/Tqv8-0L-_WI/AAAAAAAADH0/vlVWDawO8hA/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-4386662578597363490</id><published>2011-10-28T18:28:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T22:06:31.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>October = bLoOdY fInGeRs!</title><content type='html'>I love making bloody fingers. I look forward to it each year. I call my sister as I make them and we laugh and laugh. We laugh at our family members (names withheld) that think they are disgusting, wrong, and gross. HA! It is art, really. We laugh as we remember the look on Grandma Robertson's face when she ate one for the first time. Sometimes I make 1/2 a finger, just for my mom. :) Ah, what a great tradition.Can it get any better than this?  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ui3RrZZBA4s/TqsuDxrYPOI/AAAAAAAADHQ/VSRYg-Ygryc/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ui3RrZZBA4s/TqsuDxrYPOI/AAAAAAAADHQ/VSRYg-Ygryc/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668675198385667298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  What is it about straight rows of bloody fingers that just make me smile?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tf0jpiUyaRY/Tqst1Z0-0nI/AAAAAAAADHE/nYgryxQcqEs/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tf0jpiUyaRY/Tqst1Z0-0nI/AAAAAAAADHE/nYgryxQcqEs/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668674951465325170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how they were arranged when we served them. Yes, they are fabulous! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrV1LV3gznU/Tqv691nvGVI/AAAAAAAADHc/vc-KHxzUbvg/s1600/photo%2B%252822%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrV1LV3gznU/Tqv691nvGVI/AAAAAAAADHc/vc-KHxzUbvg/s400/photo%2B%252822%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668900496248609106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-4386662578597363490?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4386662578597363490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=4386662578597363490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4386662578597363490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4386662578597363490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-bloody-fingers.html' title='October = bLoOdY fInGeRs!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ui3RrZZBA4s/TqsuDxrYPOI/AAAAAAAADHQ/VSRYg-Ygryc/s72-c/DSC_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-5226996642143822115</id><published>2011-10-25T20:11:00.029-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:37:33.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Muirvelous Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WVT3T5gjwmE/Tqdhgmv4GjI/AAAAAAAADG4/SUmU80DerfQ/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WVT3T5gjwmE/Tqdhgmv4GjI/AAAAAAAADG4/SUmU80DerfQ/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667605868854123058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh's birthday was last week. We went to Mark and Haley's and had a delicious meal. This sign greeted us at the door. Our friend thinks she is so funny. (But you must admit, she is very talented. We call her Monet II- that's how good she is!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last couple of years it has rained on his birthday...not sure what that means, but we just go with it. The guys grilling in the rain. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zw-TMdtiPM/TqdQ5fZBbGI/AAAAAAAADCw/INDpKZsNkZ0/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zw-TMdtiPM/TqdQ5fZBbGI/AAAAAAAADCw/INDpKZsNkZ0/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667587604678274146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since it was Josh's birthday I let him choose his own clothes without making him change. He chose a 1970's orange velour shirt that his dad wore a LONG time ago :) Nice, Josh. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRl_vSE-gVM/TqdRhFHaE4I/AAAAAAAADC8/MbI0Iw-xUpg/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRl_vSE-gVM/TqdRhFHaE4I/AAAAAAAADC8/MbI0Iw-xUpg/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667588284819837826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were so excited David was able to join us. He is always working when we all get together. Allison and David &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ffHjVuU-JZo/TqdR1W94N1I/AAAAAAAADDI/3R8qa4Qjt3o/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ffHjVuU-JZo/TqdR1W94N1I/AAAAAAAADDI/3R8qa4Qjt3o/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667588633209091922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday boy enjoying his dinner. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdug5ZFy8Tk/TqdSW2FHFLI/AAAAAAAADDU/6AFSmryq5Ok/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdug5ZFy8Tk/TqdSW2FHFLI/AAAAAAAADDU/6AFSmryq5Ok/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667589208496608434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let the festivities begin! I thought about going bowling or doing karaoke for his birthday. But, it was a "work" night, and Mark and Haley would have had to find a babysitter. It was easier (and most enjoyable) to plan something that we could do together at their house. Pumpkin carving it was! Luckily, Allison is a pro and a very good tutor. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-05QCQBkSPr0/TqdTMSLVsSI/AAAAAAAADDg/oi3WnUI444w/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-05QCQBkSPr0/TqdTMSLVsSI/AAAAAAAADDg/oi3WnUI444w/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667590126571991330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What you finding in there, Mark? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvBsR2zkcHk/TqdTdjaNq3I/AAAAAAAADDs/qcQId3zioWU/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvBsR2zkcHk/TqdTdjaNq3I/AAAAAAAADDs/qcQId3zioWU/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667590423255559026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He doesn't look a day over 31 :)I did warn him that he would probably want to bring a T-shirt in case he got too hot during the "activity". He didn't know what we were doing. So, if you noticed Josh is wearing 2 different shirts, you are correct. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kRvT9qWjboU/TqdT4tVnD3I/AAAAAAAADD4/RJzy-jlFImE/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kRvT9qWjboU/TqdT4tVnD3I/AAAAAAAADD4/RJzy-jlFImE/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667590889777074034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark still looking and Josh still digging...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEpulof1Z4o/TqdUN-NQmmI/AAAAAAAADEE/v6ro_G5NePk/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEpulof1Z4o/TqdUN-NQmmI/AAAAAAAADEE/v6ro_G5NePk/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667591255082703458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He finally found what he was looking for :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KD2UMF2_nsU/TqdUoYxLTTI/AAAAAAAADEQ/atJ68Smj70o/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KD2UMF2_nsU/TqdUoYxLTTI/AAAAAAAADEQ/atJ68Smj70o/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667591708889271602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley wanted a piece of that. This is an awesome picture. I can't believe the seed didn't fall into her mouth. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hlG6lXBeHo0/TqdV3yu800I/AAAAAAAADEc/bfX1bgYAssI/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hlG6lXBeHo0/TqdV3yu800I/AAAAAAAADEc/bfX1bgYAssI/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667593073068921666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When not taking pictures of everyone else, I busied myself separating seeds so we could roast them. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HuFZ2DMMICw/TqdWoKQdVzI/AAAAAAAADEo/QhQtOH6XqoU/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HuFZ2DMMICw/TqdWoKQdVzI/AAAAAAAADEo/QhQtOH6XqoU/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667593904017200946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with the camera. So glad we don't have to worry about "wasting film". &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jz4pKnMj9bs/TqdXLqQxbUI/AAAAAAAADE0/YAwD33QNzos/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jz4pKnMj9bs/TqdXLqQxbUI/AAAAAAAADE0/YAwD33QNzos/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667594513903873346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All cleaned out. I must say, it was VERY clean. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0l0XmnHRo4M/TqdXnGqUm3I/AAAAAAAADFA/_WpAYcfjC-Q/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0l0XmnHRo4M/TqdXnGqUm3I/AAAAAAAADFA/_WpAYcfjC-Q/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667594985383697266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the girls were done carving, we decided it was time for cake. There were so many candles! 7 matches later, we had a bonfire on the cake. Here is Josh spitting on the cake. I have decided I need to either make a larger cake so the candles aren't as close, or just do 1 candle and call it good. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-StvadbiN7b4/TqdYRFmNuxI/AAAAAAAADFM/KZla5vuHcrM/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-StvadbiN7b4/TqdYRFmNuxI/AAAAAAAADFM/KZla5vuHcrM/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667595706652539666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Success! Hmmm, this picture is a little hazy, I wonder why? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmpjipdOtwI/TqdYzf6OHoI/AAAAAAAADFY/K6laci8bYSM/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmpjipdOtwI/TqdYzf6OHoI/AAAAAAAADFY/K6laci8bYSM/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667596297831325314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not to brag, but I made this pumpkin cheesecake from scratch. It was absolutely delicious! Doesn't this just make your mouth water?! Pecan and graham cracker crust, pumpkin,cream cheese, and crystallized ginger in the whipped topping. Just a little piece of heaven... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwDpAeaMbcg/TqdZ8a6w78I/AAAAAAAADFk/wtN_2vZkYhI/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwDpAeaMbcg/TqdZ8a6w78I/AAAAAAAADFk/wtN_2vZkYhI/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667597550621880258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allison and her bat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3jV_ueFty0/TqdbFS_SRUI/AAAAAAAADFw/8oKzKJg2bdg/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3jV_ueFty0/TqdbFS_SRUI/AAAAAAAADFw/8oKzKJg2bdg/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667598802623808834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley and her ghost. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36Jg8dArMjw/TqdbfR5aOxI/AAAAAAAADF8/HLsfyu1TbKw/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36Jg8dArMjw/TqdbfR5aOxI/AAAAAAAADF8/HLsfyu1TbKw/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667599249007328018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark and his mosquito (mascot for Georgia Tech) Hahahaha. Just kidding...it is a hornet. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aoEpbMIEajU/Tqddsmd0CZI/AAAAAAAADGI/YtPBiEcG5Vs/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aoEpbMIEajU/Tqddsmd0CZI/AAAAAAAADGI/YtPBiEcG5Vs/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667601676890278290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh took longer than most to finish his pumpkin. P even woke up and came out to join us for a while. P and Mark watching Christmas Vacation. For some reason it was on TV and for some reason we just had to watch it as we carved pumpkins. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGz6Vu2CC4k/TqdewYxhc8I/AAAAAAAADGU/pS_z5g6lsVs/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGz6Vu2CC4k/TqdewYxhc8I/AAAAAAAADGU/pS_z5g6lsVs/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667602841445954498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, Josh and his masterpiece. A witch and her cauldron. Very impressive, wouldn't you say? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koC3YFWOKgs/TqdfTPXoRaI/AAAAAAAADGg/hwMAbsWIrD0/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koC3YFWOKgs/TqdfTPXoRaI/AAAAAAAADGg/hwMAbsWIrD0/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667603440216851874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Glowing pumpkins. We admired their hard work for a while. It was relaxing- kind of like sitting by a Christmas tree (maybe because we were watching a Christmas movie). I am very impressed. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5gbaz0OCQ0/TqdgJMU0cOI/AAAAAAAADGs/BAboUo6oxWY/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5gbaz0OCQ0/TqdgJMU0cOI/AAAAAAAADGs/BAboUo6oxWY/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667604367112696034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks everyone for a great night! We had such a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-5226996642143822115?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5226996642143822115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=5226996642143822115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5226996642143822115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5226996642143822115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/10/muirvelous-birthday.html' title='A Muirvelous Birthday!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WVT3T5gjwmE/Tqdhgmv4GjI/AAAAAAAADG4/SUmU80DerfQ/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-8790056061109633470</id><published>2011-10-14T18:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T13:39:34.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisgah</title><content type='html'>For the last month, we have been looking forward to a backpacking trip together. Josh was excited since he has wanted to do this forever. I was excited because I knew it would be fun and I would get the entire weekend with my hubby. We drove to North Carolina and went into Pisgah National Forest (it is just south of the Smoky Mountains and was over an hour closer for us to drive).We got a late start, but it worked out just fine. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTKNdillpD4/Tpd4LPdpPsI/AAAAAAAAC-E/NJ3YdpTH_4w/s1600/DSCN2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTKNdillpD4/Tpd4LPdpPsI/AAAAAAAAC-E/NJ3YdpTH_4w/s400/DSCN2105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663127190966451906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sQDEWUNJBk/Tpd5X5Qv8mI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/mD3D3WiqnGA/s1600/DSCN2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sQDEWUNJBk/Tpd5X5Qv8mI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/mD3D3WiqnGA/s400/DSCN2106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663128507856712290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOpSGiO7nr4/Tpd5gDz9GoI/AAAAAAAAC-c/MmzU33V924M/s1600/DSCN2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOpSGiO7nr4/Tpd5gDz9GoI/AAAAAAAAC-c/MmzU33V924M/s400/DSCN2107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663128648127683202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather was beautiful! We were hiking in short sleeve shirts and enjoyed hiking along the creek. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mxZhpWjpTI/Tpd6gdeLrUI/AAAAAAAAC-o/PFMtgB2sUcc/s1600/DSCN2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mxZhpWjpTI/Tpd6gdeLrUI/AAAAAAAAC-o/PFMtgB2sUcc/s400/DSCN2109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663129754527313218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh I wish this picture looked as good as the "real" picture. The picture really doesn't do it justice. We had to cross the creek here. Not a big deal because there were plenty of rocks to step across. I could have sat here for hours and just listened to the water. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROSCpj9I6TE/Tpd_-3C5ZBI/AAAAAAAAC-0/0gNYy5Y_CMg/s1600/DSCN2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROSCpj9I6TE/Tpd_-3C5ZBI/AAAAAAAAC-0/0gNYy5Y_CMg/s400/DSCN2156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663135774346404882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QrWwXFo2AfM/TpeAMrc7tnI/AAAAAAAAC_A/bXyHrQsXLcs/s1600/DSCN2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QrWwXFo2AfM/TpeAMrc7tnI/AAAAAAAAC_A/bXyHrQsXLcs/s400/DSCN2157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663136011752552050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This tree was growing out of this boulder. Crazy! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjw4ZVXgN-4/TpeYPg0o7_I/AAAAAAAAC_M/9Hf0118V9YA/s1600/DSCN2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjw4ZVXgN-4/TpeYPg0o7_I/AAAAAAAAC_M/9Hf0118V9YA/s400/DSCN2116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663162448717869042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The original plan was to hike  a 15ish mile loop and camp for 2 nights. Unfortunately, we had to change the plan after Josh's knee started hurting. What a bummer! We took our time and just before dark we stopped to set up our camp. We weren't all the way to the top, but our camp was beautiful, out of the wind, and we thought it was great. Here are the best shots we got of the sunset. It was pretty, but hard to see through all the trees. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T11Zot30_98/TpeZamFp1rI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Jgcz444OS0o/s1600/DSCN2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T11Zot30_98/TpeZamFp1rI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Jgcz444OS0o/s400/DSCN2118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663163738621597362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4O7BvKWs7vY/TpeZu9AxwmI/AAAAAAAAC_k/RgI1BNXAxMI/s1600/DSCN2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4O7BvKWs7vY/TpeZu9AxwmI/AAAAAAAAC_k/RgI1BNXAxMI/s400/DSCN2121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663164088372544098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCxKYIlQG9c/TpeZ9Od9HGI/AAAAAAAAC_w/S05RZVMMGGE/s1600/DSCN2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCxKYIlQG9c/TpeZ9Od9HGI/AAAAAAAAC_w/S05RZVMMGGE/s400/DSCN2122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663164333576494178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No campfires are allowed in this area. We took a little backpacking stove and it worked great. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-30kf84ox6Z4/TpeaVZGBeYI/AAAAAAAAC_8/YTTXj1BIZ88/s1600/DSCN2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-30kf84ox6Z4/TpeaVZGBeYI/AAAAAAAAC_8/YTTXj1BIZ88/s400/DSCN2128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663164748745767298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome guy! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7HHWyJtKOk/Tpeaxzo4z0I/AAAAAAAADAI/_pRAVItZ-PY/s1600/DSCN2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7HHWyJtKOk/Tpeaxzo4z0I/AAAAAAAADAI/_pRAVItZ-PY/s400/DSCN2126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663165236907659074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready for bed...we had to get food, toothpaste, etc out of our tent. We decided to hang it from a tree out of reach of bears and other animals. Our last camping trip was in Ohio and the racoons were out of control. We didn't have trusty Mr. Bigz with us this time to scare them away. :)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aASgpR1tCyU/TpeceBf7foI/AAAAAAAADAU/_CbdEFz4LWo/s1600/DSCN2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aASgpR1tCyU/TpeceBf7foI/AAAAAAAADAU/_CbdEFz4LWo/s400/DSCN2133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663167096054054530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We woke up the next morning and it was cold, windy, and overcast. (Okay, we have been in Georgia for too long and anything below 60 degrees is cold now.) Josh was glad that he had his down coat, and his sleeping bag from Bulgaria kept me very warm during the night. Here is Josh lowering the colors. :) Hooray, our food survived the night and so did we! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjIKgbuZWPo/TpedRlVRWNI/AAAAAAAADAg/5S_wWoUco1w/s1600/DSCN2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjIKgbuZWPo/TpedRlVRWNI/AAAAAAAADAg/5S_wWoUco1w/s400/DSCN2137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663167981846354130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures of our campsite in the daylight. The fall colors were gorgeous. Fall is my favorite time of year. Who would have thought that green leaves could turn bright red and orange? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVSsHwk8R04/Tpedz9au9MI/AAAAAAAADAs/AoG7DPoIah0/s1600/DSCN2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVSsHwk8R04/Tpedz9au9MI/AAAAAAAADAs/AoG7DPoIah0/s400/DSCN2138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663168572427269314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQI07-b7rFE/TpeePqd90EI/AAAAAAAADA4/rxCj4up_1g0/s1600/DSCN2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQI07-b7rFE/TpeePqd90EI/AAAAAAAADA4/rxCj4up_1g0/s400/DSCN2140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663169048376889410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to go back down. We decide the wise thing to do would be to go home the way we came. Sad but the smart thing to do. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20IJNpebN10/TpefmPVE5xI/AAAAAAAADBE/MSr3QQl4L4U/s1600/DSCN2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20IJNpebN10/TpefmPVE5xI/AAAAAAAADBE/MSr3QQl4L4U/s400/DSCN2139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663170535740466962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4IXpGfjJDc/TpeiPKfuKKI/AAAAAAAADBQ/iCmJ9kWOFj8/s1600/DSCN2143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4IXpGfjJDc/TpeiPKfuKKI/AAAAAAAADBQ/iCmJ9kWOFj8/s400/DSCN2143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663173437840828578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going down the trail...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1RHc-QGd98/TpezRxgxP0I/AAAAAAAADBc/3D2HYkdLkjM/s1600/DSCN2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1RHc-QGd98/TpezRxgxP0I/AAAAAAAADBc/3D2HYkdLkjM/s400/DSCN2146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663192174371618626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More cool trees &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5rxzVXLYIyk/TpitOKY0EJI/AAAAAAAADBo/NxuLDvW-Ajw/s1600/DSCN2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5rxzVXLYIyk/TpitOKY0EJI/AAAAAAAADBo/NxuLDvW-Ajw/s400/DSCN2148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663466990236602514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Water was running out of this log.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ0715WPOkU/Tpitsljd5aI/AAAAAAAADB0/TOxEXx8Mo0E/s1600/DSCN2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ0715WPOkU/Tpitsljd5aI/AAAAAAAADB0/TOxEXx8Mo0E/s400/DSCN2150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663467512925119906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "You owe me an acorn." &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xq0x3q1T_cU/TpiuJQypHrI/AAAAAAAADCA/DR2Z-rgmho4/s1600/DSCN2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xq0x3q1T_cU/TpiuJQypHrI/AAAAAAAADCA/DR2Z-rgmho4/s400/DSCN2155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663468005567831730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We came to an area and several of the trees looked like this. How do they grow like this? I tried to get Josh to go put his head through the gap, but he wouldn't. Party pooper :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-M8KYIJthE/Tpiu3j2Vi3I/AAAAAAAADCM/pvx7HEHUYOA/s1600/DSCN2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-M8KYIJthE/Tpiu3j2Vi3I/AAAAAAAADCM/pvx7HEHUYOA/s400/DSCN2160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663468800957582194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a great time, even if it was cut short. About 30 minutes away from home, we passed this cotton field. I have never seen one before. I was very excited. I reminded myself of Maggie when she would get excited to see a huge wheat field or hay field. How funny. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfXPmM4X8oA/Tpiv7R6Nl4I/AAAAAAAADCY/-BLs_jWoyT4/s1600/DSCN2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfXPmM4X8oA/Tpiv7R6Nl4I/AAAAAAAADCY/-BLs_jWoyT4/s400/DSCN2165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663469964373104514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A closer look...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DASUl89Xd7k/TpiwbObpARI/AAAAAAAADCk/piPwQnLZ4I8/s1600/DSCN2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DASUl89Xd7k/TpiwbObpARI/AAAAAAAADCk/piPwQnLZ4I8/s400/DSCN2164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663470513195385106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great weekend and can't wait to try it again. Somebody realizes he needs to do the exercises and stretches he was told to do to strengthen the knee...otherwise I will have to have fun without him. But wait, who would carry my tent? Hmmmmm. I guess I'll wait for him. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-8790056061109633470?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8790056061109633470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=8790056061109633470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8790056061109633470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8790056061109633470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-was-always-in-back-because-of-my-weak.html' title='Pisgah'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTKNdillpD4/Tpd4LPdpPsI/AAAAAAAAC-E/NJ3YdpTH_4w/s72-c/DSCN2105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-8588869221062522558</id><published>2011-10-07T18:38:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T18:54:13.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hash, anyone?</title><content type='html'>These pictures are a little late being posted, but we went to Sconyers with the Strandburgs a few weeks ago. We enjoyed ribs, pulled pork, turkey, potato salad, pickles, and hash. Everything was delicious. This was our first experience with hash. It doesn't sound very appealing. Who wants to eat something that rhymes with trash? Just to set the record straight, Josh and I shared this plate, but the waitress did give me the large spoon...I am still not sure what that is supposed to mean?! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H4o7EUhJCHM/To-AfP9LxKI/AAAAAAAAC9s/5V5n1tRptNM/s1600/IMG_5052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H4o7EUhJCHM/To-AfP9LxKI/AAAAAAAAC9s/5V5n1tRptNM/s400/IMG_5052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660884530975458466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We enjoyed our soft peppermint sticks. There was a sign that said something to the effect of, "Only feed ducks in the water". Does that mean I have to stand in the water to feed the ducks, or only feed the ducks that are in the water? Just wondering...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7sQMBLZEhig/To-CVV1MseI/AAAAAAAAC90/rueoKF7YQOI/s1600/IMG_5054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7sQMBLZEhig/To-CVV1MseI/AAAAAAAAC90/rueoKF7YQOI/s400/IMG_5054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660886559777141218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group shot. Josh, Krystal, Mark, Preston, and Haley. Oh, we love our friends. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-To8fCR7_X0g/To-CkYVw6kI/AAAAAAAAC98/QqGsi2bFncI/s1600/IMG_5062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-To8fCR7_X0g/To-CkYVw6kI/AAAAAAAAC98/QqGsi2bFncI/s400/IMG_5062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660886818148641346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little guy had a great time, he just doesn't realize it yet. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-8588869221062522558?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8588869221062522558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=8588869221062522558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8588869221062522558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8588869221062522558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/10/hash-anyone.html' title='Hash, anyone?'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H4o7EUhJCHM/To-AfP9LxKI/AAAAAAAAC9s/5V5n1tRptNM/s72-c/IMG_5052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-8843435455854333092</id><published>2011-10-02T20:56:00.049-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:08:08.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A river, a factory, and a mountain</title><content type='html'>Tuesday September 20 I took Sharon, Jen, and Kristie to the Augusta canals, also known as the Savannah Rapids park. It is beautiful here. This is one of my favorite places in Augusta. We were looking for turtles swimming in the water. We only saw a few. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NneAjhTlkoU/TokI4wpLQWI/AAAAAAAAC50/qDXna0ngL2w/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NneAjhTlkoU/TokI4wpLQWI/AAAAAAAAC50/qDXna0ngL2w/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659064177991041378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06kkbRZMwV8/TokJFxg5JHI/AAAAAAAAC58/CJ8YBCkGlIs/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06kkbRZMwV8/TokJFxg5JHI/AAAAAAAAC58/CJ8YBCkGlIs/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659064401563034738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristie, Jen, and Sharon looking over the wall at the Savannah River. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omZXUNMKRXA/TokJgJ4JvEI/AAAAAAAAC6E/kHLogLYCYx4/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omZXUNMKRXA/TokJgJ4JvEI/AAAAAAAAC6E/kHLogLYCYx4/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659064854779640898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Jen. I happened to see Jen standing on this little stool to see over the wall. :) I love this picture. I think it is hilarious! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9qT65CXQNJc/TokJ7nXLupI/AAAAAAAAC6M/qZzbLUFCjsU/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9qT65CXQNJc/TokJ7nXLupI/AAAAAAAAC6M/qZzbLUFCjsU/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659065326550891154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Savannah River.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AfYJpf97mbQ/TokKfTsFyiI/AAAAAAAAC6U/n6uWJ0zH90I/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AfYJpf97mbQ/TokKfTsFyiI/AAAAAAAAC6U/n6uWJ0zH90I/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659065939745163810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8z9RFZDIRw/TokKuCEK0JI/AAAAAAAAC6c/s7ypBJ4snrk/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8z9RFZDIRw/TokKuCEK0JI/AAAAAAAAC6c/s7ypBJ4snrk/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659066192712355986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LicIrtLra-o/TokLZZ-EIQI/AAAAAAAAC6k/hWEtjkZtWoI/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LicIrtLra-o/TokLZZ-EIQI/AAAAAAAAC6k/hWEtjkZtWoI/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659066937863577858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we were at the canal we headed to Mark &amp; Haley's for "supper". Haley wanted to cook us a real southern meal and it was delicious. Unfortunately, I didn't take one picture there!?!?!? Grrr! She was a surprisingly efficient hostess and we had a great time. :) Thank you so much! &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, September 21 we headed to Atlanta to go to the Coca-Cola factory. I have only been to Atlanta one other time and we didn't venture anywhere near downtown. It was an adventure and it was great. Outside of the factory. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTvvVlksuug/TokNyPJgvqI/AAAAAAAAC6s/emszZGDj7v4/s1600/DSCN2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTvvVlksuug/TokNyPJgvqI/AAAAAAAAC6s/emszZGDj7v4/s400/DSCN2038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659069563478785698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen sure does make friends quickly. Cheers! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hha1kj3f1j4/TokOTcJZU8I/AAAAAAAAC60/5yEGPGYR1qA/s1600/DSCN2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hha1kj3f1j4/TokOTcJZU8I/AAAAAAAAC60/5yEGPGYR1qA/s400/DSCN2047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659070133903643586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned that the Coca-Cola logo was written free-hand by a bookkeeper. We even tried to imitate it on our own- no such luck. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z3dfrj5rLzM/TokSZL_R64I/AAAAAAAAC68/vhYl1yXwrks/s1600/DSC_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z3dfrj5rLzM/TokSZL_R64I/AAAAAAAAC68/vhYl1yXwrks/s400/DSC_0987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659074630691974018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;An original bottle mold. I thought this was neat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt_7Vk0fTRs/To5f89DFA2I/AAAAAAAAC8E/lXT8RTlOzYs/s1600/DSCN2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rt_7Vk0fTRs/To5f89DFA2I/AAAAAAAAC8E/lXT8RTlOzYs/s400/DSCN2060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660567282435556194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say "Cheese"! Why pay $30 for a picture that employees take of you with a bear, when you can con someone else to take the picture for you with your own camera!? I think it turned out cute. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQqnFeQk-DE/To5fZSdqlaI/AAAAAAAAC78/EV4nftfU4Us/s1600/DSC_0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQqnFeQk-DE/To5fZSdqlaI/AAAAAAAAC78/EV4nftfU4Us/s400/DSC_0998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660566669708924322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coca Cola is an Olympic sponsor. Here are some of the more recent Olympic torches from the games. I thought they were neat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfrlJoX_Ef0/To5gj1LN6SI/AAAAAAAAC8M/yQ2Dag_SZMY/s1600/DSCN2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfrlJoX_Ef0/To5gj1LN6SI/AAAAAAAAC8M/yQ2Dag_SZMY/s400/DSCN2062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660567950337108258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now we are all rich and famous...not really. This is the American Idol couch from Carrie Underwood's season. Do I watch American Idol? No. But I sat on the couch. Doesn't that count for something? :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tM_OdUOmJug/To5hC0n4BxI/AAAAAAAAC8U/j5TpmALFVzs/s1600/DSC_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tM_OdUOmJug/To5hC0n4BxI/AAAAAAAAC8U/j5TpmALFVzs/s400/DSC_1002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660568482764818194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We watched a 3-D movie about trying to discover the secret recipe for Coca Cola. We got wet, got punched in the back, and a little car sick. Regardless, those glasses are awesome!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWYIpj8yr1I/To5hsfcfO2I/AAAAAAAAC8c/tl9Rz74iKrw/s1600/DSCN2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWYIpj8yr1I/To5hsfcfO2I/AAAAAAAAC8c/tl9Rz74iKrw/s400/DSCN2067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660569198634416994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The self guided tour stops with all you can drink Coca Cola from around the world. Some drinks were okay, others were horrible. After we already had a sugar high, we had to wash out the "foreign flavors" with the "real stuff". Now S-dawg looks really happy with her diet coke! :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GT8gtbJz-NA/To5inf7C2oI/AAAAAAAAC8k/pshF4PE6z9I/s1600/DSCN2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GT8gtbJz-NA/To5inf7C2oI/AAAAAAAAC8k/pshF4PE6z9I/s400/DSCN2078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660570212374862466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only thing missing from our afternoon was a river made of chocolate, a crazy guide, and a room full of bubbles. Oh well. The room full of many flavors and being able to take home a glass bottle of coke will just have to do. It made me feel like a kid just reaching in the prize chest... :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gitppcLuoV8/To5jyXFSdKI/AAAAAAAAC8s/DUtEZyU9B48/s1600/DSC_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gitppcLuoV8/To5jyXFSdKI/AAAAAAAAC8s/DUtEZyU9B48/s400/DSC_1018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660571498492097698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we were finished at the Coca Cola factory, we drove to Stone Mountain. Luckily we escaped downtown Atlanta before rush hour hit. That could have been cRaZy! Stone Mountain is pretty neat. I am excited to go back. It was beautiful! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bv7X_IcnvNE/To5l64_2iMI/AAAAAAAAC80/oOr-qgxUidc/s1600/DSCN2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bv7X_IcnvNE/To5l64_2iMI/AAAAAAAAC80/oOr-qgxUidc/s400/DSCN2083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660573844058310850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stone Mountain is the largest exposed piece of granite in the world. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QX1YF5kB3_s/To5m9Lrj77I/AAAAAAAAC88/T71Yfn7GDLk/s1600/DSCN2085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QX1YF5kB3_s/To5m9Lrj77I/AAAAAAAAC88/T71Yfn7GDLk/s400/DSCN2085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660574982944845746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One side of the mountain has a carving in it. It is a monument for confederate soldiers. This gives just a little bit of an idea in the scale of this mountain with the lake and trees below. You can hike up to the top, but we didn't have time (and lets be honest, we drank too much coke!) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7hvRTEuxaY/To5n-Lfk0iI/AAAAAAAAC9E/n4Y4Fxkm8OQ/s1600/DSCN2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7hvRTEuxaY/To5n-Lfk0iI/AAAAAAAAC9E/n4Y4Fxkm8OQ/s400/DSCN2093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660576099586069026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Closer look at the carving. The 3 confederate generals are Jefferson Davidson, Stonewall Jackson, and Robert E. Lee. A 6' man standing would fit in the horse's mouth. It really is amazing to see. I can't wait to go back and take Josh with me :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCXgGErjYD8/To5qQAWNmaI/AAAAAAAAC9M/bJ2WBDUwSdM/s1600/DSCN2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCXgGErjYD8/To5qQAWNmaI/AAAAAAAAC9M/bJ2WBDUwSdM/s400/DSCN2092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660578604854909346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FhQ1ACckzBc/To5q2J_Ax3I/AAAAAAAAC9U/tOOUhnE3JP8/s1600/DSCN2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FhQ1ACckzBc/To5q2J_Ax3I/AAAAAAAAC9U/tOOUhnE3JP8/s400/DSCN2100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660579260276983666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a busy week! We are so glad we were able to go so many places and just be together. 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The day started out sunny, then was overcast again. We thought the water may be too cold, but decided to make the best of it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMUYfOcCT24/Toj6l8cuq_I/AAAAAAAAC3s/CSL35veGJvo/s1600/DSC_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMUYfOcCT24/Toj6l8cuq_I/AAAAAAAAC3s/CSL35veGJvo/s400/DSC_0489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659048461579758578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cameron enjoyed most of our time there, sprawled out sleeping. What a great place to take a nap. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rE-8mCNh9-8/Toj67pYRKgI/AAAAAAAAC30/qR3GmKsBoj4/s1600/DSC_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rE-8mCNh9-8/Toj67pYRKgI/AAAAAAAAC30/qR3GmKsBoj4/s400/DSC_0520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659048834417895938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decisions, Decisions. To get in, or not to get in... Me, Sharon, and Kristie testing the water. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykyv-vN8sd4/Toj6ZIzaWaI/AAAAAAAAC3k/6horR5p3uV0/s1600/DSCN0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykyv-vN8sd4/Toj6ZIzaWaI/AAAAAAAAC3k/6horR5p3uV0/s400/DSCN0980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659048241557821858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were actually glad the skies were overcast for most of our time there, otherwise we would complain it was too hot. We are hard to please! Sharon and I had to show the other two amateurs how it's done! :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb6DDhKyPLU/Toj7lWanNJI/AAAAAAAAC38/wa8Exn1hl1c/s1600/DSCN0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb6DDhKyPLU/Toj7lWanNJI/AAAAAAAAC38/wa8Exn1hl1c/s400/DSCN0983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659049550881961106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen came out to join us while Kristie was with Cameron. Look at those awesome waves! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VnW-eMxI_mE/Toj8VjEMeTI/AAAAAAAAC4E/5Ujn6BuRipU/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VnW-eMxI_mE/Toj8VjEMeTI/AAAAAAAAC4E/5Ujn6BuRipU/s400/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659050378911316274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen, Kristie, and Krystal. We didn't even coordinate the swimsuit color (Sharon felt left out). I guess great minds think alike. :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULXvFoYCQVA/Toj8rzHSc0I/AAAAAAAAC4M/Cdv8KNIo1bo/s1600/DSCN1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULXvFoYCQVA/Toj8rzHSc0I/AAAAAAAAC4M/Cdv8KNIo1bo/s400/DSCN1005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659050761176380226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My turn with the camera while Kristie, Sharon, and Jen rode the waves. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esEMn6318dI/Toj9dfKJl0I/AAAAAAAAC4U/qkRO4NjYtrI/s1600/DSC_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esEMn6318dI/Toj9dfKJl0I/AAAAAAAAC4U/qkRO4NjYtrI/s400/DSC_0522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659051614813132610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then they were beach models. Such grace, elegance, and poise! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFVQKUGGmwo/Toj-OWjVcnI/AAAAAAAAC4c/ukRJfjsrrVY/s1600/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFVQKUGGmwo/Toj-OWjVcnI/AAAAAAAAC4c/ukRJfjsrrVY/s400/DSC_0504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659052454316438130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Sharon, Jen, and I were in the water Sharon felt something on her leg and screamed. Jen felt it next and started thrashing in the water also screaming. I was next in line and was very nervous because I didn't know what they were freaking out about. Then I felt it too. Luckily, we figured out what it was before I had to make a fool of myself as well. Some idiot was fishing on the beach. Yes, fishing. We found his line. I was laughing so hard! He was disgusted with us. We were equally (if not more) disgusted with him. He nearly caught the greatest prize in the ocean, but we were smarter than that. :) So, here is the fishing pole, abandoned by its owner, just for good times sake. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7L2ZdsPEcgI/Toj_NnlKXjI/AAAAAAAAC4k/55gnwJJkcdk/s1600/DSC_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7L2ZdsPEcgI/Toj_NnlKXjI/AAAAAAAAC4k/55gnwJJkcdk/s400/DSC_0532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659053541219262002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we enjoyed a few hours at the beach, we decided to drive to Savannah and do a bus tour. We were lucky enough to arrive just in time for the last tour. Jen and Sharon &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-du35ouGKqwk/TokBg2C_u5I/AAAAAAAAC4s/RDU3jKmnAzI/s1600/DSC_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-du35ouGKqwk/TokBg2C_u5I/AAAAAAAAC4s/RDU3jKmnAzI/s400/DSC_0543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659056070543260562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristie and Cameron &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g01Inq-t-wE/TokBz9OQSBI/AAAAAAAAC40/2oYc4e7gzrc/s1600/DSC_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g01Inq-t-wE/TokBz9OQSBI/AAAAAAAAC40/2oYc4e7gzrc/s400/DSC_0545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659056398887045138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was interesting and some of the old homes are beautiful. I liked the iron-work on top of this building. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGa-pKAi8_Q/TokCTeeP0GI/AAAAAAAAC48/IzhWbEorlyo/s1600/DSC_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGa-pKAi8_Q/TokCTeeP0GI/AAAAAAAAC48/IzhWbEorlyo/s400/DSC_0555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659056940388438114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this gate was beautiful! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_ZOPlEv0LQ/TokC13M-UEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/dnwINu9t3FM/s1600/DSC_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_ZOPlEv0LQ/TokC13M-UEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/dnwINu9t3FM/s400/DSC_0564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659057531142426690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another live oak tree. This one is really old and big...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AObanHtguE/TokDQjywfxI/AAAAAAAAC5M/CQHVmmmM4Os/s1600/DSC_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_AObanHtguE/TokDQjywfxI/AAAAAAAAC5M/CQHVmmmM4Os/s400/DSC_0570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659057989788663570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The curved entrance and front door on this house were unique. The picture is hard to really tell what is going on, but I liked it anyway. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syFUFrtLA3I/TokDu62InmI/AAAAAAAAC5U/v6ZU1-vX5pw/s1600/DSC_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syFUFrtLA3I/TokDu62InmI/AAAAAAAAC5U/v6ZU1-vX5pw/s400/DSC_0581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659058511372918370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Home for sale! This little beauty is just that: LITTLE! This is the smallest home in Savannah. Just over 500 square feet, with a detached bathroom in back. Any takers? Oh, I forgot to mention the price tag; it is listed for $275,000! Yikes! I am glad the road sign and the garbage cans out front provide some sense of scale. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5GzV3CvW-Uk/TokEmD7MbsI/AAAAAAAAC5c/DFqNQEeESNQ/s1600/DSC_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5GzV3CvW-Uk/TokEmD7MbsI/AAAAAAAAC5c/DFqNQEeESNQ/s400/DSC_0574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659059458702864066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the oldest home in Savannah. There are many pirate and ghost stories to go along with it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1dYIm-cAcaI/TokFOe1_H1I/AAAAAAAAC5k/i4Zr55t7N5g/s1600/DSC_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1dYIm-cAcaI/TokFOe1_H1I/AAAAAAAAC5k/i4Zr55t7N5g/s400/DSC_0578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659060153123544914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These windows were kind of creepy and cool at the same time. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SO5WJc9bEOA/TokFveoGc_I/AAAAAAAAC5s/T-zjFqLPjHI/s1600/DSC_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SO5WJc9bEOA/TokFveoGc_I/AAAAAAAAC5s/T-zjFqLPjHI/s400/DSC_0582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659060720000988146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After our tour we headed to the Paula Deen restaurant for dinner. Sharon, Kristie, and Jen enjoyed their meal. By the time we got there I did not feel good. I ate about 5 bites and was finished. What a waste! I think being in the heat all day, not much salt and not enough water made me sick. I sat there and tried not to look at food or smell it. Blah! I slept all the way home to Augusta and Tuesday we relaxed for most of the day and just enjoyed not being rushed to go places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-1249933222181117357?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1249933222181117357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=1249933222181117357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1249933222181117357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1249933222181117357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/10/boogie-boarding-and-bus-tour.html' title='Boogie Boarding and a Bus tour'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMUYfOcCT24/Toj6l8cuq_I/AAAAAAAAC3s/CSL35veGJvo/s72-c/DSC_0489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2122201173461649879</id><published>2011-10-01T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:01:07.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The beach, a plantation, and a swamp</title><content type='html'>We love visitors and were able to meet Kristie, Cameron, Jen, and "S-dawg" at Hilton Head for a great weekend, then they came to Augusta and we got to hang out here. Unfortunately, they brought colder weather with them. What a bummer. We made the most of it and enjoyed our time together. Saturday September 17 we walked to the beach. It was overcast and windy, so we were't there very long. Uncle Josh and Cameron. This little guy loved the water and waves. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t03R5UmBuOw/ToUHcvUOJFI/AAAAAAAACzM/tV3iYNPJWi0/s1600/DSC_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t03R5UmBuOw/ToUHcvUOJFI/AAAAAAAACzM/tV3iYNPJWi0/s400/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936697179907154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh, to be young and carefree... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnMZprrpQE/ToUICdwy4BI/AAAAAAAACzU/607l0DYfg-Q/s1600/DSC_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnMZprrpQE/ToUICdwy4BI/AAAAAAAACzU/607l0DYfg-Q/s400/DSC_0285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657937345302945810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon, Jen, Josh &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKNtgFTQP1g/ToUIf7G_GEI/AAAAAAAACzc/diVir1xNO5A/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKNtgFTQP1g/ToUIf7G_GEI/AAAAAAAACzc/diVir1xNO5A/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657937851396855874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids :) Krystal, Josh, Cameron, Jen, and Kristie &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LRseBlMgIk/ToUI6AKWVCI/AAAAAAAACzk/bwlWRAt-Koo/s1600/DSC_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LRseBlMgIk/ToUI6AKWVCI/AAAAAAAACzk/bwlWRAt-Koo/s400/DSC_0879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657938299429737506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristie found these cute shells in Charleston, and decided to carry them around all day so she could take them home to Lexie. She put them in a plastic bag, and then put them in her purse, until Friday night.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQmBRkeSftA/ToUK9HTeyKI/AAAAAAAACz0/xHPKYZ9EDbw/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQmBRkeSftA/ToUK9HTeyKI/AAAAAAAACz0/xHPKYZ9EDbw/s400/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657940551909951650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It wasn't until she showed us her treasure at 11pm Friday night that she discovered she had 2 pets, not 2 shells. Notice the legs? Look again...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwbOpAPUGig/ToULhedfnbI/AAAAAAAACz8/-8q-JU-hFWg/s1600/DSC_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwbOpAPUGig/ToULhedfnbI/AAAAAAAACz8/-8q-JU-hFWg/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657941176601255346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, the hermit crabs spent the night in the sink, while Sharon spent the night worrying they would climb out. It was pretty funny. Kristie dropped her toothbrush on the tile floor in the bathroom Friday night. Sharon was in the living room panicking because she thought the crab crawled out of the sink and fell onto the floor. I was laying in bed trying so hard not to laugh out loud. It was priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk back to the condo. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwX4QjYz25M/ToUNXGIHjII/AAAAAAAAC0E/thCATBjw1lQ/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwX4QjYz25M/ToUNXGIHjII/AAAAAAAAC0E/thCATBjw1lQ/s400/DSC_0310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657943197293710466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just chillin' like a villian.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9cuuCQNrTcA/ToUNzVKl6sI/AAAAAAAAC0M/0ZO8_phfNnc/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9cuuCQNrTcA/ToUNzVKl6sI/AAAAAAAAC0M/0ZO8_phfNnc/s400/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657943682366958274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since the weather was less than ideal, we decided to drive to Tybee Island and eat at the Crab Shack. We were there in June and ♥'d it! We thought we better go back because anywhere else may be a disappointment. Waiting for our supper :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J59FlgQEiVA/ToUOjwCYBxI/AAAAAAAAC0U/nFCrKlmUUj8/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J59FlgQEiVA/ToUOjwCYBxI/AAAAAAAAC0U/nFCrKlmUUj8/s400/DSC_0316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657944514213971730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a walk before dinner. It was beautiful. You can see the Tybee Island lighthouse in the distance. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgZwnYWdMP8/ToUO8lAfpbI/AAAAAAAAC0c/gxNI0SKI7Rc/s1600/DSC_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgZwnYWdMP8/ToUO8lAfpbI/AAAAAAAAC0c/gxNI0SKI7Rc/s400/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657944940750022066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-046OntDEHik/ToUPQh4jLMI/AAAAAAAAC0k/YP3Y2sAk6n4/s1600/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-046OntDEHik/ToUPQh4jLMI/AAAAAAAAC0k/YP3Y2sAk6n4/s400/DSC_0325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657945283508776130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cameron was on Josh's shoulders until this happened. I still don't know how Josh managed to come away clean. Not even a drop on his hat! In Josh's words, "That was lucky!" &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYK990nwxyY/ToUQFuKnYCI/AAAAAAAAC00/n_FSkQnt0Ko/s1600/DSC_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYK990nwxyY/ToUQFuKnYCI/AAAAAAAAC00/n_FSkQnt0Ko/s400/DSC_0327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657946197338841122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this was a cute picture of Kristie and Jen. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mgI48gJj30/ToUPmSS5ccI/AAAAAAAAC0s/-HNiBVZNcxc/s1600/DSC_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mgI48gJj30/ToUPmSS5ccI/AAAAAAAAC0s/-HNiBVZNcxc/s400/DSC_0324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657945657281442242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner is served! It makes my mouth water just thinking about it! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3g8k0aG0A0/ToURM25KzzI/AAAAAAAAC08/rf7IBWvTfk4/s1600/DSC_0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3g8k0aG0A0/ToURM25KzzI/AAAAAAAAC08/rf7IBWvTfk4/s400/DSC_0905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657947419452297010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delicious! I am not sure what Josh is doing in this picture, but it is a classic Joshua C. picture :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yh_g06GCU_4/ToURu03m_3I/AAAAAAAAC1E/y0jxuzB-6WA/s1600/DSC_0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yh_g06GCU_4/ToURu03m_3I/AAAAAAAAC1E/y0jxuzB-6WA/s400/DSC_0906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657948003024437106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just being silly. I love this picture of Cameron. What a little stinker! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zm9xUo6g6OY/ToUSkgMe_AI/AAAAAAAAC1M/h2RKf9QVO8Y/s1600/DSC_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zm9xUo6g6OY/ToUSkgMe_AI/AAAAAAAAC1M/h2RKf9QVO8Y/s400/DSC_0924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657948925187783682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Precious! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6MbibVSA8U/ToUS-kGtTaI/AAAAAAAAC1U/B-FqHo7HGRQ/s1600/DSC_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6MbibVSA8U/ToUS-kGtTaI/AAAAAAAAC1U/B-FqHo7HGRQ/s400/DSC_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657949372913896866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to feed the alligators too. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DZgsWLk7Gc/ToUUupjm7SI/AAAAAAAAC1c/19GEeAjwDak/s1600/DSC_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DZgsWLk7Gc/ToUUupjm7SI/AAAAAAAAC1c/19GEeAjwDak/s400/DSC_0356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657951298522639650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwY9ixi3Jxw/ToUVRtP2-VI/AAAAAAAAC1k/eTmup_dcFTE/s1600/DSC_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwY9ixi3Jxw/ToUVRtP2-VI/AAAAAAAAC1k/eTmup_dcFTE/s400/DSC_0345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657951900808968530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to church in Hilton Head and then drove, yet again, to Savannah. We went to Wormsloe, an old plantation. It was beautiful. The original house is not standing, and the family house there now is not open to the public. But we walked on the grounds and enjoyed the day. I would love a driveway that looks something like this: live oak trees and Spanish moss. Absolutely beautiful! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-so2v519DxwI/TofIruS7zfI/AAAAAAAAC1s/mQo2sipMMdk/s1600/DSC_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-so2v519DxwI/TofIruS7zfI/AAAAAAAAC1s/mQo2sipMMdk/s400/DSC_0384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658712110301695474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, an entry like this would be okay too, if I didn't have strangers standing in it taking pictures. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7Ce-yjcooo/TofJXqDQfYI/AAAAAAAAC10/YWp4Bq-oqNY/s1600/DSC_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7Ce-yjcooo/TofJXqDQfYI/AAAAAAAAC10/YWp4Bq-oqNY/s400/DSC_0932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658712865076444546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh took over with the camera. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUNBJ6gny1U/TofJ5fwFJtI/AAAAAAAAC18/tpHBqsLXubc/s1600/DSC_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUNBJ6gny1U/TofJ5fwFJtI/AAAAAAAAC18/tpHBqsLXubc/s400/DSC_0393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658713446427207378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqxE_jpkc6w/TofK8jt_r6I/AAAAAAAAC2E/0vUfNeuLTtg/s1600/DSC_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqxE_jpkc6w/TofK8jt_r6I/AAAAAAAAC2E/0vUfNeuLTtg/s400/DSC_0392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658714598543437730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked to the old plantation. Here is what is left. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpEIC28Om4s/TofMCpZ8xFI/AAAAAAAAC2M/BE0pWnTqkKo/s1600/DSC_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpEIC28Om4s/TofMCpZ8xFI/AAAAAAAAC2M/BE0pWnTqkKo/s400/DSC_0938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658715802660815954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and "tired eyes" at the foundation of the Wormsloe house. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIFu1y40__k/TofbqFHanaI/AAAAAAAAC20/rroRf69DKew/s1600/DSCN2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIFu1y40__k/TofbqFHanaI/AAAAAAAAC20/rroRf69DKew/s400/DSCN2016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658732972788587938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did I mention that the trees here were absolutely beautiful? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QwfK_60LqE/TofNCS5hEfI/AAAAAAAAC2U/qNtaM1bNfi8/s1600/DSC_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QwfK_60LqE/TofNCS5hEfI/AAAAAAAAC2U/qNtaM1bNfi8/s400/DSC_0434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658716896130830834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_V6YMQyOD5Y/TofOBWYs3lI/AAAAAAAAC2c/2j37rv37KGA/s1600/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_V6YMQyOD5Y/TofOBWYs3lI/AAAAAAAAC2c/2j37rv37KGA/s400/DSC_0410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658717979398692434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We braved the swamp...ha ha. We did hear some splashes in the water. Still don't know what it was!? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-CiiLI0GRE/TofWPGrYXkI/AAAAAAAAC2k/lceAbMraAAY/s1600/DSC_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-CiiLI0GRE/TofWPGrYXkI/AAAAAAAAC2k/lceAbMraAAY/s400/DSC_0464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658727011793264194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bwu8IHHp3M/TofXRrgwVjI/AAAAAAAAC2s/MySRBjB88_w/s1600/DSC_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bwu8IHHp3M/TofXRrgwVjI/AAAAAAAAC2s/MySRBjB88_w/s400/DSC_0429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658728155552175666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_ywPzXGs8U/TofclwDB-rI/AAAAAAAAC28/3I6tgEjF3gI/s1600/DSC_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_ywPzXGs8U/TofclwDB-rI/AAAAAAAAC28/3I6tgEjF3gI/s400/DSC_0458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658733997925202610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWAHyAXGh1o/TofdnSf05VI/AAAAAAAAC3E/yvAGY7sBmtw/s1600/DSCN2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWAHyAXGh1o/TofdnSf05VI/AAAAAAAAC3E/yvAGY7sBmtw/s400/DSCN2032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658735123864282450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We watched a guy making pewter  spoons. It was interesting. Pouring the melted pewter into the mold. When the shininess is dull, the mold is ready to open. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RixPSilLOVM/TofeamM587I/AAAAAAAAC3M/JdMv6bKnTME/s1600/DSC_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RixPSilLOVM/TofeamM587I/AAAAAAAAC3M/JdMv6bKnTME/s400/DSC_0481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658736005326959538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tada! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ5162LCWKU/ToffKc3djEI/AAAAAAAAC3U/nCGj3cxq0tQ/s1600/DSC_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ5162LCWKU/ToffKc3djEI/AAAAAAAAC3U/nCGj3cxq0tQ/s400/DSC_0482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658736827454819394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After visiting Wormsloe, we went into Savannah and had dinner. We ate at the six pence pub. The food was delicious, as was the giant eclair. Yummm. The store front was cute with the red phone booth next door. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxkkdp78h7s/Tofgb2c-ESI/AAAAAAAAC3c/vLH9asdhxFE/s1600/DSC_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxkkdp78h7s/Tofgb2c-ESI/AAAAAAAAC3c/vLH9asdhxFE/s400/DSC_0553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658738225892430114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us girls headed back to Hilton Head and Josh drove back to Augusta for work Monday morning. :( We missed him for the rest of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2122201173461649879?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2122201173461649879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2122201173461649879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2122201173461649879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2122201173461649879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/09/beach-plantation-and-swamp.html' title='The beach, a plantation, and a swamp'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t03R5UmBuOw/ToUHcvUOJFI/AAAAAAAACzM/tV3iYNPJWi0/s72-c/DSC_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-5304993858676349695</id><published>2011-09-04T22:09:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T22:45:33.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The color RED</title><content type='html'>Lots of things are red. It is a great color that can mean many things: love, heat, warning, anger, embarrassment, etc. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4IEzc46L4Y/TmQ1kPKuG4I/AAAAAAAACy8/_xWAoJXj0jo/s1600/col_20083_scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4IEzc46L4Y/TmQ1kPKuG4I/AAAAAAAACy8/_xWAoJXj0jo/s400/col_20083_scan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648698729292503938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We were with friends ready to dig in to a delicious meal of hamburgers, pasta salad, corn on the cob, coleslaw, and deviled eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our friends, we'll call him Mark, was so disgusted to discover that we had kroger ketchup instead of Heinz. The conversation, with someone else that we will call Josh, went something like this:(not word for word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark:"Where did the Kroger ketchup come from? We still can afford to buy Heinz ketchup. We can spend the extra 50 cents to get the good kind." &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDKnPdaS81E/TmQ1-38CUxI/AAAAAAAACzE/J5p98IQxCzk/s1600/MEDIUM_8a78c6e02140d93101214a5620e339b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDKnPdaS81E/TmQ1-38CUxI/AAAAAAAACzE/J5p98IQxCzk/s400/MEDIUM_8a78c6e02140d93101214a5620e339b7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648699186913366802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: "Oh we brought that." (said in a joking, sarcastic voice. Trying to make a joke as usual)&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Promptly goes to the fridge to retrieve the "real" ketchup. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57ik6M4DJQs/TmQ1W6j77NI/AAAAAAAACy0/p-Muy19jQoM/s1600/q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 83px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57ik6M4DJQs/TmQ1W6j77NI/AAAAAAAACy0/p-Muy19jQoM/s400/q.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648698500422823122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: finished his joke and then says, "Just kidding, Mark. I don't know who brought it. Krystal, did we bring this ketchup?"&lt;br /&gt;Krystal: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;Mark turned a very deep shade of red. He was so embarrassed- he matched the ketchup. The red glow wouldn't leave his face. He eventually had to leave the room for just a minute as the rest of us continued to laugh...hard. Poor guy. It looks like we will be buying him ketchup for Christmas. I haven't decided which kind yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the kroger ketchup was delicious. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-5304993858676349695?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5304993858676349695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=5304993858676349695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5304993858676349695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5304993858676349695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/09/color-red.html' title='The color RED'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4IEzc46L4Y/TmQ1kPKuG4I/AAAAAAAACy8/_xWAoJXj0jo/s72-c/col_20083_scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2475349530997844657</id><published>2011-09-04T21:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T22:08:57.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a little brown frog, swimming in the water...</title><content type='html'>This residency is hard. There, I said it. It is such an incredible experience and opportunity for Josh. We are grateful every day to be here. I am even more grateful when he comes home and we can spend an evening together. Friday night we went canoeing, ate dinner on a dock, and just listened to the beautiful sounds of the frogs, crickets, birds, and other nameless critters. We looked at the stars and were able to talk. It was great. We heard a HUGE splash nearby several times- I like to think it was a beaver because it was too loud for a fish and I didn't want to think about alligators! Me and Josh (did I mention Josh had only gotten maybe 4 hrs of sleep the night before?) Poor guy is exhausted. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8cyZigWDDc/TmQtnWPDezI/AAAAAAAACyk/XLZzseZJN_Y/s1600/photo%2B%252818%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8cyZigWDDc/TmQtnWPDezI/AAAAAAAACyk/XLZzseZJN_Y/s400/photo%2B%252818%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648689986636315442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were beautiful houses along the river. We got there when it was too dark to take any good pictures, but this was the view across the river from us. It really was a beautiful evening. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axnZhgHU_po/TmQuN_JTM3I/AAAAAAAACys/t0Dp6ov1-ww/s1600/photo%2B%252819%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axnZhgHU_po/TmQuN_JTM3I/AAAAAAAACys/t0Dp6ov1-ww/s400/photo%2B%252819%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648690650453062514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Joshua C for a great date. ♥s you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2475349530997844657?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2475349530997844657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2475349530997844657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2475349530997844657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2475349530997844657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-little-brown-frog-swimming-in-water.html' title='I&apos;m a little brown frog, swimming in the water...'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8cyZigWDDc/TmQtnWPDezI/AAAAAAAACyk/XLZzseZJN_Y/s72-c/photo%2B%252818%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-8755393264498957766</id><published>2011-09-04T21:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T22:48:40.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shave and a haircut, two bits!</title><content type='html'>Josh needed a haircut. Who better to see than a one-eyed "hairologist" named Kool? Kool works at the VA. Apparently he likes to cut hair, wink at the girls with his good eye, and talk on his cell phone- all at the same time. Some of the previous residents and the program director have had Kool cut their hair; others simply refuse. Josh joined the brave as he let Kool take the scissors to his mop. He looks pretty nervous...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXhuug_8PY4/TmQqF9gWPaI/AAAAAAAACyU/iExzdRWPzoo/s1600/photo%2B%252820%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXhuug_8PY4/TmQqF9gWPaI/AAAAAAAACyU/iExzdRWPzoo/s400/photo%2B%252820%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648686114527395234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It turned out okay- not the greatest, but not the worst either. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoofW4xxnPo/TmQqd2flSVI/AAAAAAAACyc/o3mCZckqgg4/s1600/photo%2B%252821%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoofW4xxnPo/TmQqd2flSVI/AAAAAAAACyc/o3mCZckqgg4/s400/photo%2B%252821%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648686524961999186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-8755393264498957766?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8755393264498957766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=8755393264498957766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8755393264498957766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8755393264498957766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/09/shave-and-haircut-two-bits.html' title='Shave and a haircut, two bits!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXhuug_8PY4/TmQqF9gWPaI/AAAAAAAACyU/iExzdRWPzoo/s72-c/photo%2B%252820%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-4767972332112132898</id><published>2011-08-14T21:16:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T22:14:27.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>Last night we went out with friends for Allison and David's birthdays. Allison works with Josh. We went to Miyako Japanese Steakhouse. We enjoyed ourselves; there was an incident of a glass of water being knocked over, somebody asked the chef if he would make a volcano out of onions, and Mark has a new nickname. "Oh" and we had our first glimpse of gypsies in Augusta. Interesting. Here are some pictures of the group (of us, not the gypsies, sorry). Mark &amp; Haley (he also works with Josh), Matt &amp; Leigh, Birthday boy David, and Birthday girl Allison. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SF_DuVPpQa8/Tkh4Y9r2FqI/AAAAAAAACws/2cM3FMYwFvk/s1600/DSCN1974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SF_DuVPpQa8/Tkh4Y9r2FqI/AAAAAAAACws/2cM3FMYwFvk/s400/DSCN1974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640890903552202402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other end of the grill: Allison, Mandy, Krystal, Josh &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BHSgj95NGyg/Tkh44Ma-HaI/AAAAAAAACw0/yVDRgmDGIww/s1600/DSCN1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BHSgj95NGyg/Tkh44Ma-HaI/AAAAAAAACw0/yVDRgmDGIww/s400/DSCN1975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640891440083901858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh, David and Allison with their birthday treats. The pineapple was delicious. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpLwhNviXFQ/Tkh5rF_FLgI/AAAAAAAACw8/SXGauHcpr_o/s1600/DSCN1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tpLwhNviXFQ/Tkh5rF_FLgI/AAAAAAAACw8/SXGauHcpr_o/s400/DSCN1981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640892314529639938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet Mark &amp; Haley. Mark works with Josh and Haley and I keep each other company and somewhat sane during this crazy year. She seriously makes me laugh...a lot...and really hard, "bless her heart"! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LnPiU9QY8XM/Tkh6bLeMV0I/AAAAAAAACxE/v2AldKVFunE/s1600/DSCN1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LnPiU9QY8XM/Tkh6bLeMV0I/AAAAAAAACxE/v2AldKVFunE/s400/DSCN1976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640893140636030786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner we went to David and Allison's house for some rock band. It was great. We found out that Haley has a great singing voice, and her performance on the drums had the highest energy...oh wait, no that was someone else. Oops! Maybe next time:) Mark, Josh, Haley, and Allison &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xsHnWGax8E/Tkh9BxRO2cI/AAAAAAAACxM/nd7DD1Q9Km8/s1600/DSCN1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xsHnWGax8E/Tkh9BxRO2cI/AAAAAAAACxM/nd7DD1Q9Km8/s400/DSCN1988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640896002640501186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Krystal, Haley, and Allison &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NzYKrIrOxko/Tkh9YSe0pPI/AAAAAAAACxU/tGuZiOct8F8/s1600/DSCN1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NzYKrIrOxko/Tkh9YSe0pPI/AAAAAAAACxU/tGuZiOct8F8/s400/DSCN1990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640896389512996082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark gave the evening a thumbs up! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--G5DxbMUytg/Tkh9zsfv13I/AAAAAAAACxc/oGjZjw1JfYk/s1600/DSCN1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--G5DxbMUytg/Tkh9zsfv13I/AAAAAAAACxc/oGjZjw1JfYk/s400/DSCN1992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640896860352665458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the rock concert was over, we played XBox Kinect. It was fun. We look like idiots, but we had to jump and lean to steer a raft, plug holes in an aquarium, pop bubbles, and duck and jump over bars in an obstacle course. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ApdEae-pqTo/Tkh-kekXbII/AAAAAAAACxk/hpxT3H1-WIw/s1600/DSCN1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ApdEae-pqTo/Tkh-kekXbII/AAAAAAAACxk/hpxT3H1-WIw/s400/DSCN1996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640897698427530370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such concentration and focus...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cs9cRDniy3Q/Tkh--a8_n2I/AAAAAAAACxs/6DyGqdTYXR8/s1600/DSCN1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cs9cRDniy3Q/Tkh--a8_n2I/AAAAAAAACxs/6DyGqdTYXR8/s400/DSCN1997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640898144133685090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just goofy... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AboGtStigeI/Tkh_W0gbTXI/AAAAAAAACx0/KTLOJ2vFDmY/s1600/DSCN1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AboGtStigeI/Tkh_W0gbTXI/AAAAAAAACx0/KTLOJ2vFDmY/s400/DSCN1998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640898563310046578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZRCULzxXso/Tkh_xDTRr7I/AAAAAAAACx8/fSkiH1UqOpI/s1600/DSCN2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZRCULzxXso/Tkh_xDTRr7I/AAAAAAAACx8/fSkiH1UqOpI/s400/DSCN2000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640899013958021042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my biggest fan. :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7TZKjag_qo/TkiANx_d6AI/AAAAAAAACyE/qoeQ6S0Df6o/s1600/DSCN2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7TZKjag_qo/TkiANx_d6AI/AAAAAAAACyE/qoeQ6S0Df6o/s400/DSCN2011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640899507527739394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a great evening and fun to do something fun with friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-4767972332112132898?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4767972332112132898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=4767972332112132898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4767972332112132898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4767972332112132898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/08/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SF_DuVPpQa8/Tkh4Y9r2FqI/AAAAAAAACws/2cM3FMYwFvk/s72-c/DSCN1974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-8536019162813387131</id><published>2011-08-14T21:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T07:57:45.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Bike Ride</title><content type='html'>We went mountain biking again last weekend. We planned on leaving our house early to beat the heat, but of course that didn't happen. Josh had to replace the brakes on his bike, then he discovered his chain was broken, so by the time we got to the trail it was hot. Here are some pictures. (Obviously this is before the ride...we are still dry.) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tlDc1YKVrM/TkhxIMXl23I/AAAAAAAACwU/R9uzx9tcKUI/s1600/photo%2B%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tlDc1YKVrM/TkhxIMXl23I/AAAAAAAACwU/R9uzx9tcKUI/s400/photo%2B%252810%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640882918854613874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUFPnOTjEBE/TkhxRJvBw0I/AAAAAAAACwc/xgoWO092eE0/s1600/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUFPnOTjEBE/TkhxRJvBw0I/AAAAAAAACwc/xgoWO092eE0/s400/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640883072766427970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't go for a very long ride, but it was so hot we stopped more than 1/2 way through and cooled off for a bit. The heat index was up to 104...maybe that is why we were dying! Josh turned the tracker on his phone, here is what the trail looks like on a map. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3kr_i7Cawk/TkhxmitkVTI/AAAAAAAACwk/x4_0xFGay8s/s1600/photo.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3kr_i7Cawk/TkhxmitkVTI/AAAAAAAACwk/x4_0xFGay8s/s400/photo.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640883440248444210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Forks Area Trail System (FATS) is the name of the trail system. It is in South Carolina about 7 miles from our house. There are several loops in the trail system. We happened to go on the skinny loop that day. It was fun, even though it was very hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-8536019162813387131?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8536019162813387131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=8536019162813387131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8536019162813387131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8536019162813387131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-want-to-kiss-lucky-egg.html' title='Another Bike Ride'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tlDc1YKVrM/TkhxIMXl23I/AAAAAAAACwU/R9uzx9tcKUI/s72-c/photo%2B%252810%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-9039656972886406894</id><published>2011-07-31T17:53:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:08:45.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Festive treats...</title><content type='html'>My mom gave me a new cookbook for my birthday. I made a new cake recipe a couple of weeks ago. Not only was it beautiful, it was delicious. I followed the recipe almost perfectly (I even measured the vanilla instead of just dumping it in) and it turned out great. These pictures make my mouth water. Unfortunately we ate half the cake before I thought to take pictures :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpxlDaxzwic/TjXQL-hjKpI/AAAAAAAACu8/ToMZk_xDtGw/s1600/photo%2B%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpxlDaxzwic/TjXQL-hjKpI/AAAAAAAACu8/ToMZk_xDtGw/s400/photo%2B%25288%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635639412904897170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCztseB6XeQ/TjXQTtZwZqI/AAAAAAAACvE/49qK2CDcqrg/s1600/photo%2B%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gCztseB6XeQ/TjXQTtZwZqI/AAAAAAAACvE/49qK2CDcqrg/s400/photo%2B%25286%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635639545747760802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OKDZm1AqdRM/TjXQaXxwuII/AAAAAAAACvM/Bhw0zWsEoRo/s1600/photo%2B%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OKDZm1AqdRM/TjXQaXxwuII/AAAAAAAACvM/Bhw0zWsEoRo/s400/photo%2B%25287%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635639660201949314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember me talking about boiled peanuts? Haley made some just for us (who are we kidding? They love them too so it wasn't so difficult to make a great big pot!). They were pretty tasty! Picture is a little blurry, but you get the salty idea.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kN1PgI0Hwk4/TjXQ9puIFxI/AAAAAAAACvU/am1hwStUv6M/s1600/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kN1PgI0Hwk4/TjXQ9puIFxI/AAAAAAAACvU/am1hwStUv6M/s400/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635640266313963282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cake and the peanuts for a couple of days, we felt like we had to do something to prevent heart failure, so we went for a mountain bike ride. Georgia has some great trails. Unlike Columbus, they are very close to our house. This one is only 7 miles away. It was great. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ_eSBLN3Zw/TjXRiy3WluI/AAAAAAAACvc/G04EC0dL7s0/s1600/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ_eSBLN3Zw/TjXRiy3WluI/AAAAAAAACvc/G04EC0dL7s0/s400/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635640904423741154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On an earlier blog post I think I mentioned that I haven't taken any pictures in Georgia. Still true. These pictures were all taken with Josh's phone. Pretty nice- especially since he ALWAYS has it with him. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-9039656972886406894?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/9039656972886406894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=9039656972886406894' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/9039656972886406894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/9039656972886406894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/07/festive-treats.html' title='Festive treats...'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpxlDaxzwic/TjXQL-hjKpI/AAAAAAAACu8/ToMZk_xDtGw/s72-c/photo%2B%25288%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-5508195323969343285</id><published>2011-07-31T09:51:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T10:38:08.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Idaho June 2011</title><content type='html'>After we went to Savannah and Charleston, we flew home with Sharon to visit family before Josh started work July 1. I was horrible at taking pictures-especially in Idaho Falls-(as usual) but we did take a few. Josh pulled these kids in the wagon. They loved it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5brbMOh9eKo/TjVej-CdgoI/AAAAAAAACtk/HyRH8gAmPR0/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5brbMOh9eKo/TjVej-CdgoI/AAAAAAAACtk/HyRH8gAmPR0/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635514480765796994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_Q4nZceuRE/TjVevLdmhRI/AAAAAAAACts/F6-gxrMWP-M/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_Q4nZceuRE/TjVevLdmhRI/AAAAAAAACts/F6-gxrMWP-M/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635514673347855634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids on the porch swing. Not sure where Ty and Kendall were... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kovpzox0EQc/TjVfEdW7eEI/AAAAAAAACt0/CQHUOzuSjzU/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kovpzox0EQc/TjVfEdW7eEI/AAAAAAAACt0/CQHUOzuSjzU/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635515038928959554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Cambree- the surprised look on both faces was not planned.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv9DzaJc5PM/TjVlB7sU0QI/AAAAAAAACuk/RpoaURa7vqU/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv9DzaJc5PM/TjVlB7sU0QI/AAAAAAAACuk/RpoaURa7vqU/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635521592601923842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We visited Grandpa Eddie, but LaDonna and mom have those pictures. :) We had a great time. We had smoked pulled pork sandwiches and were able to visit with Tobe, Glenn, and Jennie for a while. It was a full house but we enjoyed it. The night before we left, we took mom, dad, and Clay to Sundae's. The 5 of us devoured a lot of ice cream and toppings. It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Idaho, we spent time with Josh's family at the Playmill. We saw Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat. I love that show, but the last time I saw it was definitely better. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bF1ehUxFMaA/TjVghTDtXmI/AAAAAAAACt8/MxMFSr598qk/s1600/DSC_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bF1ehUxFMaA/TjVghTDtXmI/AAAAAAAACt8/MxMFSr598qk/s400/DSC_0420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635516633891823202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems like whenever we go home, we persuade everyone to play some of the awesome games we have recently played in Ohio. Last year it was minute to win it. This year, we played reverse charades. It was pretty funny. The guys made a miraculous comeback to win by 1 point. Grrrrr! Somehow I am sure they cheated :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3H4hnZzK7E/TjVha4m7yKI/AAAAAAAACuE/HDP02QytdpE/s1600/DSC_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3H4hnZzK7E/TjVha4m7yKI/AAAAAAAACuE/HDP02QytdpE/s400/DSC_0456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635517623224223906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure what they are doing here, but Jake and Blaine are pulling the same face. I think it is funny. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3tMFMn2lCE/TjViAjwq8rI/AAAAAAAACuM/1Qxp_BN1BOg/s1600/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3tMFMn2lCE/TjViAjwq8rI/AAAAAAAACuM/1Qxp_BN1BOg/s400/DSC_0435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635518270462948018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its almost as if you can see Sharon's baton and hear the crowd cheer ;) What a pro! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KBnFmouSMnQ/TjViftbAh0I/AAAAAAAACuU/SzfLsIYFPoU/s1600/DSC_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KBnFmouSMnQ/TjViftbAh0I/AAAAAAAACuU/SzfLsIYFPoU/s400/DSC_0452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635518805632386882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love playing games with Jen- she gets so animated. I honestly can't remember what we were trying to do... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsV8xwIixis/TjVjKYIQ-vI/AAAAAAAACuc/Mu7zxJFNNfs/s1600/DSC_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsV8xwIixis/TjVjKYIQ-vI/AAAAAAAACuc/Mu7zxJFNNfs/s400/DSC_0454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635519538651003634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the game we went outside and tried our luck at a family photo by setting the timer on the camera. I thought it turned out okay considering we were just looking at a camera on a tripod. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1P4Gjm1V3_w/TjVlX-UodUI/AAAAAAAACus/0pyY3DcIUTA/s1600/DSC_0038%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1P4Gjm1V3_w/TjVlX-UodUI/AAAAAAAACus/0pyY3DcIUTA/s400/DSC_0038%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635521971264976194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roger &amp; Sharon and their grand kids.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybYi-TRvAuw/TjVnf1z67hI/AAAAAAAACu0/Sfm4rXkSkFs/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ybYi-TRvAuw/TjVnf1z67hI/AAAAAAAACu0/Sfm4rXkSkFs/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635524305442500114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time. Thanks to everybody. We enjoyed being with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Josh started his residency on July 5th, we now realize we probably won't be back home until next July. So that made being with everyone even more special. We missed seeing LaDean and KayDee, but hopefully next time we can all be there :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-5508195323969343285?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5508195323969343285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=5508195323969343285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5508195323969343285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5508195323969343285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/07/trip-to-idaho-june-2011.html' title='Trip to Idaho June 2011'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5brbMOh9eKo/TjVej-CdgoI/AAAAAAAACtk/HyRH8gAmPR0/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-9173529098601294557</id><published>2011-07-28T22:10:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:11:25.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn to speak Georgian, MmmHmmm</title><content type='html'>We haven't taken any pictures since we have been in Georgia, but we have learned some great phrases from some great friends. These same friends, we'll just call them Mark &amp; Haley, were a little distraught that I hadn't mentioned them on my blog. (Not that it matters, they don't even have a blog...) But, just to humor them (and myself), here are some things we have learned from them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Boiled peanuts are delicious!&lt;br /&gt;2.Being a proper hostess when you have company over is a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;3.Yes sirree Bob!&lt;br /&gt;4.Saying "yes ma'am" is just being polite.&lt;br /&gt;5.Mom = "Mama". Not matter the age of you or your mama.&lt;br /&gt;6.The last meal of the day is supper. I was curious and asked if they called the big meal at the end of November "Thanksgiving Supper". The answer was no. WHAT? Let's be consistent, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;7.People grow "hairy dust" on their antique china cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;8.Everybody has a junk drawer, some are just junkier than others.&lt;br /&gt;9.In 1982, Haley, Josh, and I were "hardly born". As opposed to all the way born?&lt;br /&gt;10.There is a difference in how you say the names Don and Dawn. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;11.Apparently we say the word "both" weird. &lt;br /&gt;12.We had to explain what a swimmin' hole is to people in Georgia! Apparently not everybody is a redneck. They assumed we meant swimming pool. Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;13."I'm fixin' to..." is just another way of saying "I'm going to..."&lt;br /&gt;14.MmmmmmHmmmmmm is kind of like the period at the end of a sentence. MmmmmmHmmmm&lt;br /&gt;15."peCAN pie" &lt;br /&gt;16.Great minds think a like. For example, we got together and ate pizza last weekend. I quickly chopped some veggies and made dip for a veggie tray. We got to their house, and Haley had also chopped veggies. It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;17.Apparently Josh says "oh" a lot. It is even better when Haley mimics him.&lt;br /&gt;18.Y'all&lt;br /&gt;19.Haley knows 2 kinds of people. "Y'all's people" and "Her people".&lt;br /&gt;20."kiss it!"-the best comeback that we have heard. Whenever we make fun of Haley, that is what she says. It is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;21."You aren't rememberin' right..." This is the polite way to say "You are dead wrong!" &lt;br /&gt;22.It is so good to have friends to laugh with and enjoy awesome games like Acquire and the Farming Game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come as soon as I decide to take some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-9173529098601294557?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/9173529098601294557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=9173529098601294557' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/9173529098601294557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/9173529098601294557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/07/learn-to-speak-georgian-mmmhmmm.html' title='Learn to speak Georgian, MmmHmmm'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-4375553516276704426</id><published>2011-07-17T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:49:57.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Trip...."Zing!"</title><content type='html'>We met our wonderful friends the Jumps in Florida for the "vacation of the century". We had such a great time. We were in St. Augustine and were also able to meet some of Stephanie's family. This was my first time to the sunshine state and it was great.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBi1XESocdc/Thy_ndoJG5I/AAAAAAAACo0/Fw6YuzBMhBo/s1600/DSC_0249.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBi1XESocdc/Thy_ndoJG5I/AAAAAAAACo0/Fw6YuzBMhBo/s400/DSC_0249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628584318995078034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; St. Augustine is only a 5 hour drive from our house. The drive isn't bad either. I am used to 5 hour drives to Boise across the desert, but this really was beautiful. For the first 2 nights we stayed at the World Golf Village Renaissance Resort. It was an awesome place, but we failed to take a picture. (lame, I know) We did take pictures of the trees on the way back to St. Augustine. This one is through the windshield, but it is still amazing to me. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKtTUdpR62Y/ThzA6U4BgtI/AAAAAAAACo8/_2Yznzzzih8/s1600/DSC_0256.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKtTUdpR62Y/ThzA6U4BgtI/AAAAAAAACo8/_2Yznzzzih8/s400/DSC_0256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628585742574912210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Backseat buddies. Cool shades, dude, especially pre-superglue. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCeINSwCKNk/ThzBX-bOMqI/AAAAAAAACpE/d4MZxX77o2I/s1600/DSC_0255.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCeINSwCKNk/ThzBX-bOMqI/AAAAAAAACpE/d4MZxX77o2I/s400/DSC_0255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628586251944604322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our handsome driver :) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GsdVQ7Xp8Aw/Th0EfH80vvI/AAAAAAAACpM/0wgr6IXOn_Q/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GsdVQ7Xp8Aw/Th0EfH80vvI/AAAAAAAACpM/0wgr6IXOn_Q/s400/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628660042039607026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheesin' it up &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjsUPpHVh8o/Th0EwoODOhI/AAAAAAAACpU/7GLAbBZAD78/s1600/DSC_0268.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjsUPpHVh8o/Th0EwoODOhI/AAAAAAAACpU/7GLAbBZAD78/s400/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628660342759569938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did a St. Augustine trolley tour which ended up being dumb. I want a tour that will teach me about the history...whatever. We went to the fort and that was neat to see. Here is some info about it. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rctV3q6I7vM/Th0GLB4SpsI/AAAAAAAACpc/ledbNJmI9II/s1600/DSC_0318.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rctV3q6I7vM/Th0GLB4SpsI/AAAAAAAACpc/ledbNJmI9II/s400/DSC_0318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628661895835854530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fort was made up of tiny little seashells. Assuming Dave doesn't have an unusually large thumb, here is a close up of the shells. They really are tiny. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a54T0jKfzHM/Th0GmQlbFYI/AAAAAAAACpk/G6NXqdQ1KbM/s1600/DSC_0287.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a54T0jKfzHM/Th0GmQlbFYI/AAAAAAAACpk/G6NXqdQ1KbM/s400/DSC_0287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628662363639715202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside the fort &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7Df_8iYB5A/Th0HV6ZM0iI/AAAAAAAACps/tpMPeecVxb0/s1600/DSC_0286.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7Df_8iYB5A/Th0HV6ZM0iI/AAAAAAAACps/tpMPeecVxb0/s400/DSC_0286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628663182316589602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can still see cannon ball holes in the walls. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcGTveIVxjY/Th0H7a5q_tI/AAAAAAAACp0/eDRynsIlzU8/s1600/DSC_0294.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcGTveIVxjY/Th0H7a5q_tI/AAAAAAAACp0/eDRynsIlzU8/s400/DSC_0294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628663826697879250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave &amp;amp; Stephanie &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xGLR-Cp4VY/Th0IZL6UbxI/AAAAAAAACp8/BYvG5MglJko/s1600/DSC_0304.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xGLR-Cp4VY/Th0IZL6UbxI/AAAAAAAACp8/BYvG5MglJko/s400/DSC_0304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628664338070138642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh &amp;amp; Krystal &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp04Ej82UkU/Th0ItnEw_LI/AAAAAAAACqE/1KBeLMMV_i4/s1600/DSC_0308.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp04Ej82UkU/Th0ItnEw_LI/AAAAAAAACqE/1KBeLMMV_i4/s400/DSC_0308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628664688959093938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends...(sniff, sniff, sigh...) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70dL07pibBg/Th0JPSSR6iI/AAAAAAAACqM/JO2FjxIRyqA/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70dL07pibBg/Th0JPSSR6iI/AAAAAAAACqM/JO2FjxIRyqA/s400/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628665267494185506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from the fort. Notice the lighthouse? Cannons fired from here could easily reach the lighthouse. The bridge is called the bridge of lions, it was also pretty neat. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enO5mTXhgxg/Th0J2b3CyoI/AAAAAAAACqU/kGEKgB18hdM/s1600/DSC_0311.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-enO5mTXhgxg/Th0J2b3CyoI/AAAAAAAACqU/kGEKgB18hdM/s400/DSC_0311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628665940079200898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just hangin' out &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xY-QnZlBSzw/Th0KXhmtO9I/AAAAAAAACqc/dNCFSaWdf2o/s1600/DSC_0337.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xY-QnZlBSzw/Th0KXhmtO9I/AAAAAAAACqc/dNCFSaWdf2o/s400/DSC_0337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628666508556975058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are enjoying lunch on St. George Street. We went into some random Mexican restaurant because they were giving out samples on the street and it was tasty! We thought the food was delicious, but the Jumps are wimps and it was too spicy...boo hoo! :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2cnYhCC6kDQ/TiOMQKj8C6I/AAAAAAAACtc/FZdRdofr5xw/s1600/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2cnYhCC6kDQ/TiOMQKj8C6I/AAAAAAAACtc/FZdRdofr5xw/s400/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630498168484137890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we finished sight seeing downtown, we enjoyed 2 days at the beach. We spent one day at St. Augustine beach and then went to Crescent beach the next. The waves weren't great for boogie boards, but we still had a great time. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErJmpsOywgI/Th0MQlN5jtI/AAAAAAAACqk/ESkiK2uW2SA/s1600/DSCN1911.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErJmpsOywgI/Th0MQlN5jtI/AAAAAAAACqk/ESkiK2uW2SA/s400/DSCN1911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628668588290838226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ontnKuyS-Cg/TiDJsEXmRSI/AAAAAAAACqs/A1Oo1OIlIGo/s1600/DSCN1910.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ontnKuyS-Cg/TiDJsEXmRSI/AAAAAAAACqs/A1Oo1OIlIGo/s400/DSCN1910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629721293137265954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mcX71ipTg9E/TiDKgJNUzYI/AAAAAAAACq0/i2-eYvlAyyI/s1600/DSCN1917.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mcX71ipTg9E/TiDKgJNUzYI/AAAAAAAACq0/i2-eYvlAyyI/s400/DSCN1917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629722187789553026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wait a minute, how did THAT get THERE?!  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvr6JogZHMs/TiDLAuNMrzI/AAAAAAAACq8/8GRl9z3ACAY/s1600/DSCN1921.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvr6JogZHMs/TiDLAuNMrzI/AAAAAAAACq8/8GRl9z3ACAY/s400/DSCN1921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629722747476946738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V--_JBax8CQ/TiDLs0txekI/AAAAAAAACrE/x3hb4iRWiHU/s1600/DSCN1929.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V--_JBax8CQ/TiDLs0txekI/AAAAAAAACrE/x3hb4iRWiHU/s400/DSCN1929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629723505138432578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am discovering that we were horrible at taking pictures on this trip. Bummer. We had a great time. We met Stephanie's sister and her family. We had a fondue dinner (affectionately known as the "fun dinner"), the guys went fishing in the ocean, we had a fish fry, we went to a girls camp fund raiser, we went to dinner with the Collins, Dave was kicked out of a band, and Josh was a guest on a radio show (for real!). Whew, we were busy and enjoyed every minute. Josh and Dave also got to show off their artistic skills and drew this picture so the kids could put stickers on it. Who are we kidding? These 2 are just 2 kids, but they did a pretty good job. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWShuOaNfuA/TiDNdmG9Y2I/AAAAAAAACrM/790TdE59hdg/s1600/DSCN1971.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWShuOaNfuA/TiDNdmG9Y2I/AAAAAAAACrM/790TdE59hdg/s400/DSCN1971.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629725442542756706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left we went to the St. Augustine lighthouse. It was awesome! I really enjoyed it. Stephanie was sick that day and was a good sport and came along with us. These trees outside of the visitors center were awesome! Okay, 3 people in the picture are ok too.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-maNwCHLFres/TiDUfEOuPgI/AAAAAAAACrs/0Hot5N_k6S4/s1600/DSC_0372.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-maNwCHLFres/TiDUfEOuPgI/AAAAAAAACrs/0Hot5N_k6S4/s400/DSC_0372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629733164389645826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORf6ZVexn64/TiDPTZ9WuAI/AAAAAAAACrU/QocfNuX3Ukk/s1600/DSC_0376.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORf6ZVexn64/TiDPTZ9WuAI/AAAAAAAACrU/QocfNuX3Ukk/s400/DSC_0376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629727466505811970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have I ever mentioned I love lighthouses?! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_I_cipmp7vc/TiDP36RXkAI/AAAAAAAACrc/l-yzrr6HSgE/s1600/DSC_0378.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_I_cipmp7vc/TiDP36RXkAI/AAAAAAAACrc/l-yzrr6HSgE/s400/DSC_0378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629728093654978562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6yd1ESIidM/TiD9BE-Ai0I/AAAAAAAACss/Tdbu4k4Jsao/s1600/DSC_0439.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6yd1ESIidM/TiD9BE-Ai0I/AAAAAAAACss/Tdbu4k4Jsao/s400/DSC_0439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629777729168640834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  My hands were so full. Phone, camera, walking tour device, map, purse...yikes. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9zLP7JBepeQ/TiDyRv34fLI/AAAAAAAACr0/MvQhCL9awfA/s1600/DSC_0380.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9zLP7JBepeQ/TiDyRv34fLI/AAAAAAAACr0/MvQhCL9awfA/s400/DSC_0380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629765920935673010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is inside the lighthouse looking up towards the top and Dave is looking down at Josh. The black spiral staircase was pretty neat. We timed it right and climbed the stairs while it rained. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jxX2SErFwlk/TiDzkT19K3I/AAAAAAAACr8/JPxksxl7dWA/s1600/DSC_0385.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jxX2SErFwlk/TiDzkT19K3I/AAAAAAAACr8/JPxksxl7dWA/s400/DSC_0385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629767339340540786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "It's a brazzle dazzle day. So throw off the past and everything in it..." &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfSdCwpjh7Y/TiD1giWLaSI/AAAAAAAACsE/YxYAjhlH0xI/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfSdCwpjh7Y/TiD1giWLaSI/AAAAAAAACsE/YxYAjhlH0xI/s400/DSC_0403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629769473537567010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9GuaFFgHUI/TiD4Du71xXI/AAAAAAAACsM/IUYYLBbw_HY/s1600/DSC_0412.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9GuaFFgHUI/TiD4Du71xXI/AAAAAAAACsM/IUYYLBbw_HY/s400/DSC_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629772277235434866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZjzPZ4zYII/TiD4oDe_CFI/AAAAAAAACsU/yINTV4aiseI/s1600/DSC_0428.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZjzPZ4zYII/TiD4oDe_CFI/AAAAAAAACsU/yINTV4aiseI/s400/DSC_0428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629772901226842194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 4 of us crowded in to look at the lens. The pictures aren't very good, but this is it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSHDRsZarAM/TiD6WuWy0II/AAAAAAAACsc/3odZQXyP1go/s1600/DSC_0432.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSHDRsZarAM/TiD6WuWy0II/AAAAAAAACsc/3odZQXyP1go/s400/DSC_0432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629774802520821890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this picture is hilarious. As everyone was looking up trying to look at the lens I held the camera up above my head and this is what it got. HA HA! Everyone is so focused, I love it. This picture makes me laugh. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7m2cdbHOzg4/TiD7Nm-njhI/AAAAAAAACsk/JKX6ZCEZXrw/s1600/DSCN1965.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7m2cdbHOzg4/TiD7Nm-njhI/AAAAAAAACsk/JKX6ZCEZXrw/s400/DSCN1965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629775745433177618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Dave so focused on their self guided tour. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ymx0FBuIhs/TiD-A7rnvbI/AAAAAAAACs0/pTO_jiudQc0/s1600/DSCN1953.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ymx0FBuIhs/TiD-A7rnvbI/AAAAAAAACs0/pTO_jiudQc0/s400/DSCN1953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629778826187226546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just one more picture :) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iN-qfNQaKRA/TiD-7OJX92I/AAAAAAAACs8/6l8zONqOE7Y/s1600/DSC_0440.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iN-qfNQaKRA/TiD-7OJX92I/AAAAAAAACs8/6l8zONqOE7Y/s400/DSC_0440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629779827576272738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to the Jumps for planning everything and letting us tag along with you and your family, we loved it. We drove Dave and Stephanie to the airport and then we drove to our new home. It is weird that they don't live across the street anymore. Look, whatayatalk. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KI0xu382ULU/TiOIXBvRuFI/AAAAAAAACtE/qXWboNbvgIg/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KI0xu382ULU/TiOIXBvRuFI/AAAAAAAACtE/qXWboNbvgIg/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630493888328349778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am going to miss all the recipe swaps, simply salted popcorn and milk duds, and watching awesome shows like Jewel of the Nile, Benji the Hunted, and My Side of the Mountain. Ahhh, such good times. We miss you so much already! :( &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGKSUslCsB4/TiOJIN73SqI/AAAAAAAACtM/cBvKL5OaXd4/s1600/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGKSUslCsB4/TiOJIN73SqI/AAAAAAAACtM/cBvKL5OaXd4/s400/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630494733415959202" /&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/7235589775350810015-4375553516276704426?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4375553516276704426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=4375553516276704426' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4375553516276704426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4375553516276704426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/07/florida-tripzing.html' title='Florida Trip....&quot;Zing!&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBi1XESocdc/Thy_ndoJG5I/AAAAAAAACo0/Fw6YuzBMhBo/s72-c/DSC_0249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-951416664158359783</id><published>2011-07-07T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T16:10:17.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charleston, ya'll</title><content type='html'>After visiting Savannah, we headed to Charleston, SC. It was so hot and humid, but we managed to have a good time. We did a bus tour of the city, toured an old mansion, and went to Fort Sumter. Here we are on the bus before the tour. It was early enough in the day that my makeup was still on my face :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQCo1C4eZKc/ThcxJuK9hlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/xgkrvGvKX8w/s1600/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQCo1C4eZKc/ThcxJuK9hlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/xgkrvGvKX8w/s400/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627020302505313874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to go. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3UINga2JwQ/Thcypj4uLzI/AAAAAAAAClY/bCLsBTC8b5E/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3UINga2JwQ/Thcypj4uLzI/AAAAAAAAClY/bCLsBTC8b5E/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627021949011898162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charleston is such a neat city with so much history. Our tour guide was awesome and we really enjoyed our time there. Here is the typical Charleston style home. Close together, facing specific direction, porch or piazza with private entry so women would lift their skirts and cool off if needed. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFgWu2eM6KE/ThczdoBiapI/AAAAAAAAClg/fZnT_ULw-a8/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFgWu2eM6KE/ThczdoBiapI/AAAAAAAAClg/fZnT_ULw-a8/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627022843475815058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wentworth Mansion- it used to be a private home, but now it is a hotel and restaurant. Beautiful! The picture through the window doesn't do it justice. Notice the open arm staircase to the front door. The women would walk up one side and the men would use the other. That way the men wouldn't have to see the women's ankles as she lifted her skirt to go up the stairs. My, how times have changed :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tXSysBIqJVM/ThczzoLXisI/AAAAAAAAClo/PE2Q2lvW0Jg/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tXSysBIqJVM/ThczzoLXisI/AAAAAAAAClo/PE2Q2lvW0Jg/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627023221474167490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charleston has a lot of wrought iron fences. These one at the church is so pretty with the red door behind. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJxCkPiC-GQ/Thc0YLXGzNI/AAAAAAAAClw/rcuvHS6r-Nw/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJxCkPiC-GQ/Thc0YLXGzNI/AAAAAAAAClw/rcuvHS6r-Nw/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627023849393933522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The old jail that is supposedly haunted by the first woman to be hanged there. The police station used to be here, but they couldn't handle it and moved across the street. The law in Charleston is that if a building is over 75 years old, it cannot be torn down. So here it sits. It looks creepy, but neat at the same time. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pJAjff2lOE/Thc1fZPfH5I/AAAAAAAACl4/dRSzv9rBOBg/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pJAjff2lOE/Thc1fZPfH5I/AAAAAAAACl4/dRSzv9rBOBg/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627025072890781586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a warm and inviting entrance... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkD0d8ORsQ8/Thc1x8VF3GI/AAAAAAAACmE/xiOG1p20d4s/s1600/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkD0d8ORsQ8/Thc1x8VF3GI/AAAAAAAACmE/xiOG1p20d4s/s400/DSC_0278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627025391547178082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a civil war submarine, H.L. Hunley. It was the first submarine to sink an enemy ship and that was in the civil war. It held 8 men and used candles for light inside. When the candles would go out because of lack of oxygen, it was time to go to the top and get some air. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1XGvntIVbpE/Thc28ZX185I/AAAAAAAACmM/WjIu8EpWfS8/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1XGvntIVbpE/Thc28ZX185I/AAAAAAAACmM/WjIu8EpWfS8/s400/DSC_0208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627026670653666194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the ferry to go to Fort Sumter just catchin' some rays...and it was HOT! I refilled the water bottle 4-5 times once we got to the fort. Too much heat for me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnMrs5X0UQ0/Thc4QvkHpOI/AAAAAAAACmU/0uk70MQ86gk/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnMrs5X0UQ0/Thc4QvkHpOI/AAAAAAAACmU/0uk70MQ86gk/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627028119719748834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fort Sumter was very interesting to visit. I have always liked history and seeing places that were important in history is a treat for me. Fort Sumter is where the civil war began as the first shot was fired here. The fort used to be 3 stories. The top 2 have since been destroyed. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pyNX9Jc3xDc/ThdSNBYvbTI/AAAAAAAACmc/178AybiZ3Gs/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pyNX9Jc3xDc/ThdSNBYvbTI/AAAAAAAACmc/178AybiZ3Gs/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627056643086708018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ-7Anxzpy8/ThdTPm7A68I/AAAAAAAACmk/XxwK8sKyuaw/s1600/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ-7Anxzpy8/ThdTPm7A68I/AAAAAAAACmk/XxwK8sKyuaw/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627057787033938882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7GlT7ymd0w/ThdUU7JYnuI/AAAAAAAACms/stVadH-_qEI/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7GlT7ymd0w/ThdUU7JYnuI/AAAAAAAACms/stVadH-_qEI/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627058977873895138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knzE8dmC7fk/ThdU4S8hpCI/AAAAAAAACm0/LQxlpjc9neM/s1600/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knzE8dmC7fk/ThdU4S8hpCI/AAAAAAAACm0/LQxlpjc9neM/s400/DSC_0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627059585557832738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p-8m46PEziA/ThdVTwOacPI/AAAAAAAACm8/2R50mEiow2Y/s1600/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p-8m46PEziA/ThdVTwOacPI/AAAAAAAACm8/2R50mEiow2Y/s400/DSC_0192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627060057273954546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was interesting to learn about the different flags that were flown over the fort. This is the flag that was flown over the fort until 1861 when the confederate army took over Fort Sumter. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5QQaaLpsaY/ThdV1jp_k9I/AAAAAAAACnE/UTE09JhB6tc/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5QQaaLpsaY/ThdV1jp_k9I/AAAAAAAACnE/UTE09JhB6tc/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627060638015525842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4MFmA65fMI/ThdW2JANwBI/AAAAAAAACnM/WyhQCXwxysE/s1600/DSC_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4MFmA65fMI/ThdW2JANwBI/AAAAAAAACnM/WyhQCXwxysE/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627061747552469010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the mansion that we went through. It is called the Aikin-Rhett house. It has stayed in the same family since the 1830's and was recently sold to the historical society. They restored the outside, but they are preserving the inside. (No pictures of very old interior with original floor, paint, and family furniture). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EuXGJbR1OCw/ThdYdQQ-FBI/AAAAAAAACnU/653McRvP7Ww/s1600/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EuXGJbR1OCw/ThdYdQQ-FBI/AAAAAAAACnU/653McRvP7Ww/s400/DSC_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627063519028319250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were able to take pictures of the back courtyard. This is the back of the house with the slaves' quarters on the left and the stable on the right with more slaves' quarters above. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFoaqsCXhig/ThdZA2oJonI/AAAAAAAACnc/Fy10PSPjLGA/s1600/DSC_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SFoaqsCXhig/ThdZA2oJonI/AAAAAAAACnc/Fy10PSPjLGA/s400/DSC_0261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627064130621514354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back yard you can see the doors where the carriages would come in. The little "building" on the left in the corner was the outhouse- the salves used one on the other side of the courtyard. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WVtp3u2tbI/ThdaXfdCW0I/AAAAAAAACnk/V8pLYON8vRk/s1600/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WVtp3u2tbI/ThdaXfdCW0I/AAAAAAAACnk/V8pLYON8vRk/s400/DSC_0263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627065619049503554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to stop here- Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGKOLepTR-s/ThdbK3GqDbI/AAAAAAAACns/iNtMmQZCTPs/s1600/DSC_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGKOLepTR-s/ThdbK3GqDbI/AAAAAAAACns/iNtMmQZCTPs/s400/DSC_0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627066501571415474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did some window shopping, sampled more free pralines, and did lots of walking :) We even walked 2 miles to our hotel one night. Luckily we talked to the firemen and they told us it was a good route and the neighborhoods were okay. Just taking a break- just looking at this picture makes me tired :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKIJ8-sZcVU/ThdcAQDJefI/AAAAAAAACn0/WTtMetGplCk/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKIJ8-sZcVU/ThdcAQDJefI/AAAAAAAACn0/WTtMetGplCk/s400/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627067418800650738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I dragged Josh and Sharon to Morris Island to see the lighthouse. We waited until later in the evening to go (good idea!) here is Josh driving. He looks so angry! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmYaVEqHs6o/ThddgA3r6AI/AAAAAAAACn8/7pgetXCF3Uo/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmYaVEqHs6o/ThddgA3r6AI/AAAAAAAACn8/7pgetXCF3Uo/s400/DSC_0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627069063993485314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Seeing this would make anybody happy. It was absolutely beautiful! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lzh6MzTAmM/Thdekn8kYaI/AAAAAAAACoM/uDPSysmg0Uk/s1600/DSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lzh6MzTAmM/Thdekn8kYaI/AAAAAAAACoM/uDPSysmg0Uk/s400/DSC_0231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070242714050978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFbz_utigss/ThdebsDgTNI/AAAAAAAACoE/bPUZo7jys6E/s1600/DSC_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFbz_utigss/ThdebsDgTNI/AAAAAAAACoE/bPUZo7jys6E/s400/DSC_0229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070089198062802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XBLMwkxMqY/ThdfXbFWPyI/AAAAAAAACoU/vvtdKy4o6Wc/s1600/DSC_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XBLMwkxMqY/ThdfXbFWPyI/AAAAAAAACoU/vvtdKy4o6Wc/s400/DSC_0257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627071115434540834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-os4uitKs2DU/Thdf6rflIFI/AAAAAAAACoc/AXkbxy-iEX0/s1600/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-os4uitKs2DU/Thdf6rflIFI/AAAAAAAACoc/AXkbxy-iEX0/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627071721134956626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdiLKWBZtng/ThdicPKU5nI/AAAAAAAACok/iY-XqEduARY/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdiLKWBZtng/ThdicPKU5nI/AAAAAAAACok/iY-XqEduARY/s400/DSC_0401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627074496668427890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoZZLAn3gsc/ThdjJyng_PI/AAAAAAAACos/02c-0ndfWpA/s1600/DSC_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoZZLAn3gsc/ThdjJyng_PI/AAAAAAAACos/02c-0ndfWpA/s400/DSC_0385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627075279280209138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charleston was beautiful and we had such a great time. (The food is fantastic too!) We can't wait to go back and it is only 2-1/2 hours away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-951416664158359783?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/951416664158359783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=951416664158359783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/951416664158359783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/951416664158359783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/07/charleston-yall.html' title='Charleston, ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQCo1C4eZKc/ThcxJuK9hlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/xgkrvGvKX8w/s72-c/DSC_0267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-1612736545336314376</id><published>2011-07-03T19:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T20:10:08.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah and Tybee Island</title><content type='html'>Happy Travelers. We had such a great time! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nZmp44DIF0/ThD1wLYQXRI/AAAAAAAACi4/HxgcB5VqQQo/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nZmp44DIF0/ThD1wLYQXRI/AAAAAAAACi4/HxgcB5VqQQo/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625266142622801170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNBLxjmvVQs/ThD1qIqBppI/AAAAAAAACiw/BISf-n53ipY/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNBLxjmvVQs/ThD1qIqBppI/AAAAAAAACiw/BISf-n53ipY/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625266038812812946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q11riwGA5Ag/ThD1dxGhXaI/AAAAAAAACio/dXabcJy_NVw/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q11riwGA5Ag/ThD1dxGhXaI/AAAAAAAACio/dXabcJy_NVw/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625265826331450786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Savannah, Georgia. It was beautiful. The Spanish moss on the trees is so pretty, the pictures really don't even begin to do it justice. We walked through some of the historic district and the waterfront. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03P32vjchU0/ThD2gcqNxPI/AAAAAAAACjA/d85P9Mh0_zA/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03P32vjchU0/ThD2gcqNxPI/AAAAAAAACjA/d85P9Mh0_zA/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625266971895252210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside Paula Deen's kitchen/ restaurant. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZHCZo19Iso/ThD3LdoqJyI/AAAAAAAACjI/TK_F9sbqxpo/s1600/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZHCZo19Iso/ThD3LdoqJyI/AAAAAAAACjI/TK_F9sbqxpo/s400/DSC_0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625267710891534114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did lots of walking. The cobblestone street was pretty neat. This was by the riverfront &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VH3hQOKABQc/ThD3zZshrJI/AAAAAAAACjQ/aNi1XCP-qg8/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VH3hQOKABQc/ThD3zZshrJI/AAAAAAAACjQ/aNi1XCP-qg8/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625268397028781202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stopped and got something to eat. There is nothing like FRESH seafood! It was soooo good! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sATnxyyutqU/ThD4aUs-taI/AAAAAAAACjY/GZmT7NHF8zY/s1600/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sATnxyyutqU/ThD4aUs-taI/AAAAAAAACjY/GZmT7NHF8zY/s400/DSC_0242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625269065703404962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAdBeDeUeDU/ThD435ho70I/AAAAAAAACjg/FlfO9iZOUvI/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAdBeDeUeDU/ThD435ho70I/AAAAAAAACjg/FlfO9iZOUvI/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625269573804158786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also stopped at candy stores- they all gave out free praline samples. A little taste of heaven. Looks like Sharon is just a kid in a candy store :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zv4zw-yr-Yw/ThD5S-aRV6I/AAAAAAAACjo/j8aERqDCDww/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zv4zw-yr-Yw/ThD5S-aRV6I/AAAAAAAACjo/j8aERqDCDww/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625270038971897762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful sunset &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp47qErlB0E/ThD6SKc_WiI/AAAAAAAACjw/_NRCME_ICos/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp47qErlB0E/ThD6SKc_WiI/AAAAAAAACjw/_NRCME_ICos/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625271124536285730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Echo square- this was kind of random. If you stood on this square and talked, you could hear your voice echo echo echo. It was kind of crazy crazy crazy. (Oh, the ice cream cone is not required- just an added bonus in the picture for your viewing pleasure)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MuXsRJrpQU/ThD7EBctdlI/AAAAAAAACj4/7xIbtaMNqQs/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MuXsRJrpQU/ThD7EBctdlI/AAAAAAAACj4/7xIbtaMNqQs/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625271981112653394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a complete post without a self portrait :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gqeSQwNuMg/ThD7jOeBLLI/AAAAAAAACkA/2rLIyhAijeo/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gqeSQwNuMg/ThD7jOeBLLI/AAAAAAAACkA/2rLIyhAijeo/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625272517183745202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say Cheese! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZKgcU505b4/ThD7-q6O_HI/AAAAAAAACkI/vqitlPrtQlg/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZKgcU505b4/ThD7-q6O_HI/AAAAAAAACkI/vqitlPrtQlg/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625272988674751602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJDrMFJrx3M/ThD8g047nMI/AAAAAAAACkQ/an-BNN6sNg8/s1600/DSC_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJDrMFJrx3M/ThD8g047nMI/AAAAAAAACkQ/an-BNN6sNg8/s400/DSC_0253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625273575469194434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now we know for next time that we need to brush up on our history, go on a guided tour of the city, and not let Sharon tell you that if you pull the moss off the trees you can go to jail or be fined $200. (So stupid! But she sounded so convincing! Little does she know I was going to put on her head as a wig!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to Tybee Island which is Savannah's beach. It was so much fun. We were boogie boarding and eating fresh peaches and just taking in the sun. (Some more than others- Josh is the pro at putting on sunscreen. His mother could take some lessons from him!) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm_GZRsb70Q/ThD-DX17hiI/AAAAAAAACkY/5SMCKp3Q8A8/s1600/DSCN1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm_GZRsb70Q/ThD-DX17hiI/AAAAAAAACkY/5SMCKp3Q8A8/s400/DSCN1856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625275268479026722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmm, peaches! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjF9mucyz34/ThD-g0EztKI/AAAAAAAACkg/O_v2Mmme-TM/s1600/DSCN1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjF9mucyz34/ThD-g0EztKI/AAAAAAAACkg/O_v2Mmme-TM/s400/DSCN1870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625275774273828002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWUcpfWBzeQ/ThD_A0H3f-I/AAAAAAAACko/_aTl9x998zM/s1600/DSCN1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWUcpfWBzeQ/ThD_A0H3f-I/AAAAAAAACko/_aTl9x998zM/s400/DSCN1860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625276324042473442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the wave! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vfZrblxyOPs/ThD_dWla2TI/AAAAAAAACkw/u9H9PGE2CJg/s1600/DSCN1864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vfZrblxyOPs/ThD_dWla2TI/AAAAAAAACkw/u9H9PGE2CJg/s400/DSCN1864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625276814329567538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nT9jJ_ci7Y/ThEB_RmSF7I/AAAAAAAAClI/FqzPf3az1tk/s1600/DSCN1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nT9jJ_ci7Y/ThEB_RmSF7I/AAAAAAAAClI/FqzPf3az1tk/s400/DSCN1871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625279596129818546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also saw the Tybee Island Lighthouse. We were too late for the tour, but we got a picture and that will have to do for now. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydL2eOG8yAM/ThEAXg1EwfI/AAAAAAAACk4/ZLuAwO4UGl4/s1600/DSCN1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydL2eOG8yAM/ThEAXg1EwfI/AAAAAAAACk4/ZLuAwO4UGl4/s400/DSCN1889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625277813511995890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the lighthouse, we were off to the Crab Shack- where the elite eat in their bare feet! This place was amazing and we each had more than our fair share, but it was delicious! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOraGAsvZH0/ThEBHJcVyNI/AAAAAAAAClA/XL7xXnOK1ZY/s1600/DSCN1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOraGAsvZH0/ThEBHJcVyNI/AAAAAAAAClA/XL7xXnOK1ZY/s400/DSCN1901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625278631867959506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Sorry for the lack of pictures- my fingers were fishy and the food was too good to eat cold!) We had such a great time, and we will be going back- it is only 2-1/2 hours away :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-1612736545336314376?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1612736545336314376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=1612736545336314376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1612736545336314376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1612736545336314376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/07/savannah-and-tybee-island.html' title='Savannah and Tybee Island'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nZmp44DIF0/ThD1wLYQXRI/AAAAAAAACi4/HxgcB5VqQQo/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-8725034586154504290</id><published>2011-07-03T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:00:39.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Summer of George</title><content type='html'>It has been the month of vacations. Just to re-cap: &lt;br /&gt;May 22- Drive to Myrtle Beach&lt;br /&gt;May 27- Drive home from Myrtle Beach&lt;br /&gt;May 28- Robertson's arrive&lt;br /&gt;June 1- Robertson's leave to go home&lt;br /&gt;June 3- Muir's arrive&lt;br /&gt;June 5- Graduation&lt;br /&gt;June 6- Roger leaves to go home&lt;br /&gt;June 7- Josh, Krystal, Sharon start driving to Georgia&lt;br /&gt;June 8- Arrive in Augusta&lt;br /&gt;June 10- Drive to Savannah&lt;br /&gt;June 12- Drive to Charleston, SC&lt;br /&gt;June 15- Josh, Krystal, and Sharon fly to SLC and then drive to Idaho&lt;br /&gt;June 21- Drive to SLC so we can fly to Charleston, SC and then drive to Augusta (Fitting that is was the summer solstice aka the longest day of the year...amen!)&lt;br /&gt;June 23- Josh has orientation and VA dinner for residents that are leaving and introducing new residents&lt;br /&gt;June 24- Drive 5 hrs to St. Augustine Fl to party it up with the Jumps and Collins&lt;br /&gt;June 29- Vacation is officially over at 6 pm as we drop Jumps off at airport then drive 5 hours to get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew....Still trying to play catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days after Josh's graduation, we moved from Columbus, Ohio to Augusta, Georgia. It was sad and hard to leave such great friends, but we are excited for the adventures that lie ahead of us. We ate at Bone Fish grill before everyone went their separate ways. The guys- scary that they are supposed to be professionals now. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_HVwPoW-lw/ThDyIwU19MI/AAAAAAAACiA/i6R3Ql32gyw/s1600/DSCN1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_HVwPoW-lw/ThDyIwU19MI/AAAAAAAACiA/i6R3Ql32gyw/s400/DSCN1831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625262166810948802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ladies &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlaNuxUEK88/ThDygHBoJrI/AAAAAAAACiI/vRujUmM1vXo/s1600/DSCN1832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlaNuxUEK88/ThDygHBoJrI/AAAAAAAACiI/vRujUmM1vXo/s400/DSCN1832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625262568041359026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My work also had a farewell party and we went to lunch at House of Japan. Delish!! Here is the SFP group! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XN0jlf8HoIM/ThDzQRbpibI/AAAAAAAACiQ/0BfzbR8lNN8/s1600/DSCN1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XN0jlf8HoIM/ThDzQRbpibI/AAAAAAAACiQ/0BfzbR8lNN8/s400/DSCN1843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625263395468577202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Erin &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wefxj4ml9nM/ThDzheWXgpI/AAAAAAAACiY/REf-njw70D4/s1600/DSCN1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wefxj4ml9nM/ThDzheWXgpI/AAAAAAAACiY/REf-njw70D4/s400/DSCN1846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625263690993861266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Elaine. I am going to miss these ladies! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YOA9UynEsEA/ThDz0B2NVvI/AAAAAAAACig/9dFEZKjcm4k/s1600/DSCN1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YOA9UynEsEA/ThDz0B2NVvI/AAAAAAAACig/9dFEZKjcm4k/s400/DSCN1848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625264009760298738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-8725034586154504290?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8725034586154504290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=8725034586154504290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8725034586154504290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/8725034586154504290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-of-george.html' title='The Summer of George'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_HVwPoW-lw/ThDyIwU19MI/AAAAAAAACiA/i6R3Ql32gyw/s72-c/DSCN1831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-6676688060406371947</id><published>2011-06-30T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:38:26.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Muirs in Ohio</title><content type='html'>Josh's parents came to Ohio for Josh's graduation. On June 4th we decided to switch things up a bit and go somewhere that we hadn't gone before. We drove to Zanesville and went to the Wild's and took an open air safari ride. It was a lot of fun. Sharon, me, and Josh looking at something wonderful and dangerous I am sure... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0aJGmAqVoWU/Tgygy-e6YgI/AAAAAAAACgI/xEcW9LV83Y8/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0aJGmAqVoWU/Tgygy-e6YgI/AAAAAAAACgI/xEcW9LV83Y8/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624046832305463810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roger and Sharon- nice hat by the way ;) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--b6W-yCjgqE/TgynLgqQ28I/AAAAAAAACgQ/Nov4CfH0iXs/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--b6W-yCjgqE/TgynLgqQ28I/AAAAAAAACgQ/Nov4CfH0iXs/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624053850866506690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh got a new phone. This is what he looks like these days... for real.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmZL5eqYqv4/Tgyp9Km4BQI/AAAAAAAACgY/Hxr1nD_ncWg/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmZL5eqYqv4/Tgyp9Km4BQI/AAAAAAAACgY/Hxr1nD_ncWg/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624056902963430658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had so much fun. Here are some of the animals we saw. Sorry, it has been too long- the official names are out of my brain. Rhino &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHA9v7o-je4/Tgy7XljQH9I/AAAAAAAACgg/0ccccmwqK7k/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHA9v7o-je4/Tgy7XljQH9I/AAAAAAAACgg/0ccccmwqK7k/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624076048570261458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camel &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-az66ESqy4Iw/Tgy78cpxeMI/AAAAAAAACgo/GRODuiKKE84/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-az66ESqy4Iw/Tgy78cpxeMI/AAAAAAAACgo/GRODuiKKE84/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624076681836853442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Donkey &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdCemRy83lU/Tgy8uU8pAKI/AAAAAAAACgw/LAMsI9r9wgI/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdCemRy83lU/Tgy8uU8pAKI/AAAAAAAACgw/LAMsI9r9wgI/s400/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624077538761965730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Devil Dog (some kind of an African dog-they are supposedly REALLY mean) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oA8ulgO9yY/Tgy9OThNHUI/AAAAAAAACg4/RtoejShYOos/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oA8ulgO9yY/Tgy9OThNHUI/AAAAAAAACg4/RtoejShYOos/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624078088134270274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice the sign? "...If you fall the animals could eat you, and that would make them sick." WHAT?!? What about the person that fell? Whatever. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ou3sZfQFm2I/Tgy91pq5WEI/AAAAAAAAChA/Rqmt86w-fqE/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ou3sZfQFm2I/Tgy91pq5WEI/AAAAAAAAChA/Rqmt86w-fqE/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624078764095395906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheetah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyjfM39gsxU/Tgy-aQF3KjI/AAAAAAAAChI/oHy5-kI8Zyg/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyjfM39gsxU/Tgy-aQF3KjI/AAAAAAAAChI/oHy5-kI8Zyg/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624079392884337202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giraffe &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcebXJWM9Lc/Tgy_BS8p25I/AAAAAAAAChQ/8H2Z1-XOMc8/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcebXJWM9Lc/Tgy_BS8p25I/AAAAAAAAChQ/8H2Z1-XOMc8/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624080063665920914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Type of Antelope? Deer? Who knows? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tj-5jo9NNsY/Tgy_tTTrCTI/AAAAAAAAChY/KzaRcPwmJ4o/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tj-5jo9NNsY/Tgy_tTTrCTI/AAAAAAAAChY/KzaRcPwmJ4o/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624080819676711218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zebra &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6cyCl5nQkg/TgzAjlLCDxI/AAAAAAAAChg/5wevtmM7bus/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6cyCl5nQkg/TgzAjlLCDxI/AAAAAAAAChg/5wevtmM7bus/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624081752185245458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other random pictures &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nHeFKi9DYs/TgzBJCSOdPI/AAAAAAAACho/VaJbpwKLwJY/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nHeFKi9DYs/TgzBJCSOdPI/AAAAAAAACho/VaJbpwKLwJY/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624082395655206130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CB12joqAZyA/TgzBjG4HynI/AAAAAAAAChw/UcyioCBZjO0/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CB12joqAZyA/TgzBjG4HynI/AAAAAAAAChw/UcyioCBZjO0/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624082843564493426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ1S2tGrD5A/TgzB9tr5q4I/AAAAAAAACh4/uRwNbvzgZfk/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ1S2tGrD5A/TgzB9tr5q4I/AAAAAAAACh4/uRwNbvzgZfk/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624083300658817922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a great time. Thanks so much for coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-6676688060406371947?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6676688060406371947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=6676688060406371947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6676688060406371947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6676688060406371947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/06/muirs-in-ohio.html' title='Muirs in Ohio'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0aJGmAqVoWU/Tgygy-e6YgI/AAAAAAAACgI/xEcW9LV83Y8/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-5654950994174231154</id><published>2011-06-12T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T21:51:18.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Joshua!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, June 5, was Josh's convocation at Ohio State. Since he was the class president, he had the opportunity to speak at the dental school graduation. He was a little nervous, but he did great- as I knew he would. I thought this was a great picture- I like to look at the faces of the professors behind him. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roT16VhwJbs/TfVk0-2HzuI/AAAAAAAACdw/StxQ24vgN3A/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roT16VhwJbs/TfVk0-2HzuI/AAAAAAAACdw/StxQ24vgN3A/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617506971600539362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CpLD-O2s9U/TfVlUxc7H1I/AAAAAAAACd4/ZV6sxu4SKJQ/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CpLD-O2s9U/TfVlUxc7H1I/AAAAAAAACd4/ZV6sxu4SKJQ/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617507517761003346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends. What a great experience the last 4 years have been in Ohio. We have made some incredible friends. It really is sad to see everyone (ourselves included) move on. It was fun while it lasted. The guys in their dresses...I mean gowns. :) Back row:Nygetter, Clark, Dansie, Anderton, Beckstrom, Heaton, Perry, Jump, Muir, Baldwin Front row: Draney, Williams, and Davis. Unfortunately, there are a few guys missing in pictures. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmw4ALg1CC8/TfVmM_rJKrI/AAAAAAAACeA/qOLCuqZtheA/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmw4ALg1CC8/TfVmM_rJKrI/AAAAAAAACeA/qOLCuqZtheA/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617508483651414706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls :)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkqxGeBbO-M/TfVnwy6s3UI/AAAAAAAACeI/hsTsoAI3EHI/s1600/DSC_0273a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkqxGeBbO-M/TfVnwy6s3UI/AAAAAAAACeI/hsTsoAI3EHI/s400/DSC_0273a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617510198213926210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Tyler &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOAN6E4nI6g/TfVoLlzrmsI/AAAAAAAACeQ/-wDdLCDaa-o/s1600/DSC_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOAN6E4nI6g/TfVoLlzrmsI/AAAAAAAACeQ/-wDdLCDaa-o/s400/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617510658551290562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave and Josh &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkWRy17_fYc/TfVopiOa-mI/AAAAAAAACeY/ed8dnt9nzzg/s1600/DSC_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkWRy17_fYc/TfVopiOa-mI/AAAAAAAACeY/ed8dnt9nzzg/s400/DSC_0282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617511172985780834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us and Roger &amp; Sharon &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HbySVeqNrsc/TfVpnrXAJxI/AAAAAAAACeg/ly0tElQMxgA/s1600/DSC_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HbySVeqNrsc/TfVpnrXAJxI/AAAAAAAACeg/ly0tElQMxgA/s400/DSC_0298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617512240589580050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now we are off to Augusta, GA for a year and who knows after that, but we are excited. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew7_6gF83us/TfVsAcB2SUI/AAAAAAAACeo/GZfLPPlXQfA/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew7_6gF83us/TfVsAcB2SUI/AAAAAAAACeo/GZfLPPlXQfA/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617514864994306370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-5654950994174231154?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5654950994174231154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=5654950994174231154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5654950994174231154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5654950994174231154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/06/congratulations-joshua.html' title='Congratulations Joshua!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-roT16VhwJbs/TfVk0-2HzuI/AAAAAAAACdw/StxQ24vgN3A/s72-c/DSC_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2803621863591272826</id><published>2011-06-12T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:05:02.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robertson's in Ohio</title><content type='html'>My parents drove to Ohio to visit us a 2 weeks ago over Memorial Day weekend. It was so fun to have them here and to show them just a taste of Ohio. Unfortunately we were packing and moving at the same time, but we still managed to do fun things too. We took them to Jeni's the first night they were here. I tried to get as much of the sundae menu in the picture as possible to make everyone jealous :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXLnbiSatRE/TfaMguBw3pI/AAAAAAAACew/krV1DABg7B8/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXLnbiSatRE/TfaMguBw3pI/AAAAAAAACew/krV1DABg7B8/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617832078930402962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The black and tan sundae is still the best thing there :) and it makes people happy- see. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Knni3O2UhMY/TfaM2V6428I/AAAAAAAACe4/ru_TyJB_8tw/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Knni3O2UhMY/TfaM2V6428I/AAAAAAAACe4/ru_TyJB_8tw/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617832450416237506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and dad and mom with our friend that let us sample 4 flavors each and was so cheerful (the line was huge-I felt bad, but not really. I would be cheerful too if I worked in heaven...I mean Jeni's ice cream. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJhyy0Avbdw/TfaNP0PXFAI/AAAAAAAACfA/VKTrsBciMoQ/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJhyy0Avbdw/TfaNP0PXFAI/AAAAAAAACfA/VKTrsBciMoQ/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617832888051897346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also went to Kirtland, Ohio and to Hiram, Ohio and the John Johnson farm. It was so neat. I will have to get some pictures from my parents next week. :) &lt;br /&gt;After a long day of loading pods, we took another drive and went to "Amishville". It was pretty and the hills were just enough to make mom a little bit car sick :) Again, I will have to get some pictures from my mom, but here are a few that I liked. I thought the profile of the farmer working his field with his horses was neat. Kind of small, but it was neat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl2Q86blYfw/TfaOR8wuuiI/AAAAAAAACfI/wM9JwXJ18l8/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl2Q86blYfw/TfaOR8wuuiI/AAAAAAAACfI/wM9JwXJ18l8/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617834024210709026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see them bailing hay with a baler pulled by horses? We hadn't seen this before. Very cool. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1YdKYVBtQY/TfaO3Yd0DJI/AAAAAAAACfQ/U2ylwalRP8Y/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1YdKYVBtQY/TfaO3Yd0DJI/AAAAAAAACfQ/U2ylwalRP8Y/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617834667302718610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Car pictures- sorry they are a little blurry. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiHrrIw3MkA/TfaPHGenocI/AAAAAAAACfY/QWfxQ8joWsk/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiHrrIw3MkA/TfaPHGenocI/AAAAAAAACfY/QWfxQ8joWsk/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617834937352167874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2VpsImmbgQ/TfaPX0ccaUI/AAAAAAAACfg/3Hwnh1epltc/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2VpsImmbgQ/TfaPX0ccaUI/AAAAAAAACfg/3Hwnh1epltc/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617835224568981826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We like to stop at Ohio's longest covered bridge whenever we go to Amishville. This time was no exception. Here we are walking towards the bridge. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eoSKj5MshVI/TfaQVAS3A9I/AAAAAAAACfo/YMgTODkNOh0/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eoSKj5MshVI/TfaQVAS3A9I/AAAAAAAACfo/YMgTODkNOh0/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617836275722027986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh the photographer &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1DDqd4QP4w/TfaQxUS3OhI/AAAAAAAACfw/HQHcJoBDpXo/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1DDqd4QP4w/TfaQxUS3OhI/AAAAAAAACfw/HQHcJoBDpXo/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617836762127088146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xjkR_xftl78/TfaREma4jiI/AAAAAAAACf4/PLnu6O7ZRnI/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xjkR_xftl78/TfaREma4jiI/AAAAAAAACf4/PLnu6O7ZRnI/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617837093410082338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ended our drive by stopping at the temple for a picture. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6ljTm8crOs/TfaSIp5cG6I/AAAAAAAACgA/RVdilc_zSGc/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6ljTm8crOs/TfaSIp5cG6I/AAAAAAAACgA/RVdilc_zSGc/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617838262574652322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks mom and dad for coming to visit. We had such a great time and thanks so much for helping us with our junk. :) More pictures to come...hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2803621863591272826?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2803621863591272826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2803621863591272826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2803621863591272826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2803621863591272826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/06/robertsons-in-ohio.html' title='Robertson&apos;s in Ohio'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXLnbiSatRE/TfaMguBw3pI/AAAAAAAACew/krV1DABg7B8/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2774431780469981264</id><published>2011-06-05T20:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:44:51.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'z goin to the beach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7K-3d1WdIm4/TezZx4bDImI/AAAAAAAACdo/cVypqVliANk/s1600/DSCN1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7K-3d1WdIm4/TezZx4bDImI/AAAAAAAACdo/cVypqVliANk/s400/DSCN1682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615102286406820450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Myrtle Beach a couple of weeks ago with other friends who are also graduating from dental school. We shared a condo-style hotel, took turns cooking dinner, and played in the water/sand and boogie boards all day long. It was great. We stayed at the Caribbean Resort and it was right on the beach. Here is our window/balcony. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViqECFUVYak/TewfSYOTUHI/AAAAAAAACaY/Oo4hLA-pd54/s1600/DSCN1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViqECFUVYak/TewfSYOTUHI/AAAAAAAACaY/Oo4hLA-pd54/s400/DSCN1628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614897236024709234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A look from our balcony. It was beautiful! We enjoyed 90 degree temperatures and beautiful sunshine. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0lkpYPmaiw/TewgXB22loI/AAAAAAAACag/qKwL8oO1950/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0lkpYPmaiw/TewgXB22loI/AAAAAAAACag/qKwL8oO1950/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614898415431751298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at the beach &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuXbGzygqTY/TewhVIdgW0I/AAAAAAAACao/YVbhnvu0xDc/s1600/DSCN1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuXbGzygqTY/TewhVIdgW0I/AAAAAAAACao/YVbhnvu0xDc/s400/DSCN1711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614899482356374338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh riding a wave (fyi- it is harder than it looks- or I am just not talented in the water :) ) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJsyplMsvKw/TewiHz3r9hI/AAAAAAAACaw/apfIbNcPYSs/s1600/DSCN1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJsyplMsvKw/TewiHz3r9hI/AAAAAAAACaw/apfIbNcPYSs/s400/DSCN1704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614900353002370578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got up early on 2 different days to see the sunrise. Not quite as spectacular as a sunset, but hey, we were in the east not the west- you take what you can get, right? It was fun. We found shells and Josh found a shark tooth ("for sure!"). Ah, nothing like an early morning walk on the beach. (oh, sunrise was at 6:03 a.m. :) Thanks for humoring me, Josh. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_l0BYwnQJo/TewkCT0uAKI/AAAAAAAACa4/ZhK74v4O82Q/s1600/DSCN1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_l0BYwnQJo/TewkCT0uAKI/AAAAAAAACa4/ZhK74v4O82Q/s400/DSCN1765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614902457523896482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elOOaX5AEhw/Tewk6dqENpI/AAAAAAAACbA/NYdQsaCQoaU/s1600/DSCN1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elOOaX5AEhw/Tewk6dqENpI/AAAAAAAACbA/NYdQsaCQoaU/s400/DSCN1764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614903422236243602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite picture. I took this by the pool at the resort just before we walked inside. I absolutely love it! So beautiful. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GiehGuz_LM0/TewmTPWN3_I/AAAAAAAACbI/VlqcRUjJQAc/s1600/DSCN1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GiehGuz_LM0/TewmTPWN3_I/AAAAAAAACbI/VlqcRUjJQAc/s400/DSCN1767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614904947403251698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One evening we went for a walk on the boardwalk just down from our hotel. Josh picked this flower for me...awwh! So sweet. We played a few games at the arcade and walked through a few shops. It was fun. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m86-HIRVzqs/TewnE602rxI/AAAAAAAACbQ/eBPhaqmEgbQ/s1600/DSCN1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m86-HIRVzqs/TewnE602rxI/AAAAAAAACbQ/eBPhaqmEgbQ/s400/DSCN1659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614905800888069906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another evening was spent at Broadway on the Beach, which is a big outdoor mall with museums and restaurants around a lake. It was fun to walk around and enjoy the evening. Feeding the ugly fish. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ovn1u8A6k4/TewoN4LoxDI/AAAAAAAACbY/rr3FFcSomF0/s1600/DSCN1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ovn1u8A6k4/TewoN4LoxDI/AAAAAAAACbY/rr3FFcSomF0/s400/DSCN1716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614907054308770866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and his little friend Tatum, she is so cute! :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-utNK6M0YNoM/Tewo2mWbpZI/AAAAAAAACbg/rqWrtVDKL2w/s1600/DSCN1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-utNK6M0YNoM/Tewo2mWbpZI/AAAAAAAACbg/rqWrtVDKL2w/s400/DSCN1726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614907753896846738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and me at Broadway on the Beach. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iEDjGjJ7VA/TewpnwSu4dI/AAAAAAAACbo/dVGdyaZv2AU/s1600/DSCN1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iEDjGjJ7VA/TewpnwSu4dI/AAAAAAAACbo/dVGdyaZv2AU/s400/DSCN1730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614908598379274706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Wonder Works museum. It is built like it is upside down- inspired by Hurricane Hugo. Very clever. We didn't do the museum tour-we just walked inside and walked around the lobby for a while. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uUWTIvXUrw/TewqXY2OjkI/AAAAAAAACbw/waAAc8-CBrU/s1600/DSCN1735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uUWTIvXUrw/TewqXY2OjkI/AAAAAAAACbw/waAAc8-CBrU/s400/DSCN1735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614909416719420994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to a put put course one afternoon with the Hunters. It was so much fun. I haven't played miniature golf since my junior year in high school. We had a great time. Here are some awesome pictures ;) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OiYXtwpINkg/TewrUO30enI/AAAAAAAACb4/Dg0ju9IDB_Q/s1600/DSCN1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OiYXtwpINkg/TewrUO30enI/AAAAAAAACb4/Dg0ju9IDB_Q/s400/DSCN1770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614910462013766258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smile and say cheese!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-GfD1ZHInY/Tewr73e_nAI/AAAAAAAACcA/DtkHZMGSA1Y/s1600/DSCN1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-GfD1ZHInY/Tewr73e_nAI/AAAAAAAACcA/DtkHZMGSA1Y/s400/DSCN1771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614911142930390018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to take pictures whenever someone hit the ball into the water. Here are the "pictures of shame": Shannon #2 :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SAlub8BawNk/Tewsr_e8aRI/AAAAAAAACcI/ee3QHtU3Wy0/s1600/DSCN1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SAlub8BawNk/Tewsr_e8aRI/AAAAAAAACcI/ee3QHtU3Wy0/s400/DSCN1776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614911969711384850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beau #2 :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uvt-_eXEyng/TewtV9w0ziI/AAAAAAAACcQ/FPSOVFrpK0E/s1600/DSCN1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uvt-_eXEyng/TewtV9w0ziI/AAAAAAAACcQ/FPSOVFrpK0E/s400/DSCN1778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614912690804018722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh #1 :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EI18Tx4g4RQ/TewuCwi55gI/AAAAAAAACcY/4Xq8VJ1OJ28/s1600/DSCN1779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EI18Tx4g4RQ/TewuCwi55gI/AAAAAAAACcY/4Xq8VJ1OJ28/s400/DSCN1779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614913460350084610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice there isn't a picture of me :) We had a great time. Beau ended winning by 1 stroke, Josh and I tied for 2nd, and Shannon was only 5 strokes behind us. Thanks Hunters for a great afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon, Josh and I drove to Murrell's Inlet- South Carolina's seafood capital. It was 30 miles south of Myrtle Beach. We ate lunch at this jewel of a restaurant &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_REiXFvdNo/TewvQsi-JDI/AAAAAAAACcg/OrYXlBRpmYA/s1600/DSCN1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_REiXFvdNo/TewvQsi-JDI/AAAAAAAACcg/OrYXlBRpmYA/s400/DSCN1792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614914799306417202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shrimp, flounder, onion rings, and coleslaw. Delish! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-edMZk7dFJ0Q/TewwblqZLSI/AAAAAAAACcw/TR0JQhfbOqo/s1600/DSCN1788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-edMZk7dFJ0Q/TewwblqZLSI/AAAAAAAACcw/TR0JQhfbOqo/s400/DSCN1788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614916085948689698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2oTAeRh3Zk/TewwGbHK41I/AAAAAAAACco/enc8S0iI3Yw/s1600/DSCN1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2oTAeRh3Zk/TewwGbHK41I/AAAAAAAACco/enc8S0iI3Yw/s400/DSCN1787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614915722339345234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCSfq1iXAwE/TewxNqNbKlI/AAAAAAAACc4/HjfH23u0Os4/s1600/DSCN1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCSfq1iXAwE/TewxNqNbKlI/AAAAAAAACc4/HjfH23u0Os4/s400/DSCN1790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614916946162821714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One happy girl! Thanks Josh! ♥ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axvnxK3EAqM/TewyG4As-JI/AAAAAAAACdA/flanrmZn9Vo/s1600/DSCN1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axvnxK3EAqM/TewyG4As-JI/AAAAAAAACdA/flanrmZn9Vo/s400/DSCN1798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614917929120102546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the entire group. Muir's, Hunter's, Bassett's, and May's. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7h8eMgbIN20/Tew0TtZqn4I/AAAAAAAACdI/ITcg39dxfe8/s1600/IMG_6582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7h8eMgbIN20/Tew0TtZqn4I/AAAAAAAACdI/ITcg39dxfe8/s400/IMG_6582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614920348633571202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks everyone for such a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2774431780469981264?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2774431780469981264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2774431780469981264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2774431780469981264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2774431780469981264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/06/iz-goin-to-beach.html' title='I&apos;z goin to the beach!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7K-3d1WdIm4/TezZx4bDImI/AAAAAAAACdo/cVypqVliANk/s72-c/DSCN1682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-298717653545574074</id><published>2011-05-23T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:04:32.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lots of people go to school for 8 years..."</title><content type='html'>(Or even longer than that, no specifics...)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-lYAdCILkk/TdsdokVGTBI/AAAAAAAACaM/zDGXA0RPDGQ/s1600/DSCN0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-lYAdCILkk/TdsdokVGTBI/AAAAAAAACaM/zDGXA0RPDGQ/s400/DSCN0688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610110343604227090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As of Friday, May 20, 2011 Josh is officially finished with school! It seems surreal. He has passed his boards and he is good to go. We are so excited for the adventures that are in store for us. What an exciting time. Congratulations Joshua C on all your hard work. Now if we can just get that graduation speech ready for June 5... :) I ♥ you, Josh. I am so proud of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-298717653545574074?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/298717653545574074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=298717653545574074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/298717653545574074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/298717653545574074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/lots-of-people-go-to-school-for-8-years.html' title='&quot;Lots of people go to school for 8 years...&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-lYAdCILkk/TdsdokVGTBI/AAAAAAAACaM/zDGXA0RPDGQ/s72-c/DSCN0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-1768947305943272535</id><published>2011-05-23T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:37:34.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Party!</title><content type='html'>Josh's graduation party was a couple of weeks ago. It was at the Park of Roses in Columbus and it was a luau themed party. Steven, Melissa, Josh, Jenna worked so hard for the party to be a success. Good job! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPzHUtoml9Q/TdsUIhYi8pI/AAAAAAAACZE/n60h0z53O4Q/s1600/DSCN1585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPzHUtoml9Q/TdsUIhYi8pI/AAAAAAAACZE/n60h0z53O4Q/s400/DSCN1585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610099897452917394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the students got to draw a gift card out of a box as they walked in the door. We need to go to Cheesecake factory now to use ours up :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AICkuDhEaYM/TdsUbPSKO2I/AAAAAAAACZM/YFEs72IOOyI/s1600/DSCN1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AICkuDhEaYM/TdsUbPSKO2I/AAAAAAAACZM/YFEs72IOOyI/s400/DSCN1572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610100219011808098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just hangin' out &amp; goofing off. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZdmERa4Rss/TdsUu7lxyeI/AAAAAAAACZU/mO3ejSg9Yg0/s1600/DSCN1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZdmERa4Rss/TdsUu7lxyeI/AAAAAAAACZU/mO3ejSg9Yg0/s400/DSCN1579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610100557322766818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random pictures of friends: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7HY_aCNi4s/TdsVZagXt-I/AAAAAAAACZc/191FWK9q_rg/s1600/DSCN1556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7HY_aCNi4s/TdsVZagXt-I/AAAAAAAACZc/191FWK9q_rg/s400/DSCN1556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610101287176091618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27-IRr4Dx-Y/TdsV0x56X6I/AAAAAAAACZk/ogMiX4U6CqM/s1600/DSCN1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-27-IRr4Dx-Y/TdsV0x56X6I/AAAAAAAACZk/ogMiX4U6CqM/s400/DSCN1558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610101757313703842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8atz-BA5pk/TdsWHAHDaHI/AAAAAAAACZs/6a0jukQLPMo/s1600/DSCN1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8atz-BA5pk/TdsWHAHDaHI/AAAAAAAACZs/6a0jukQLPMo/s400/DSCN1534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610102070364563570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEZp8C10VkM/TdsXQgLUvzI/AAAAAAAACZ8/LODq6xTFUto/s1600/DSCN1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEZp8C10VkM/TdsXQgLUvzI/AAAAAAAACZ8/LODq6xTFUto/s400/DSCN1532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610103333102862130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pO89apFH4r8/TdsXGPk4RcI/AAAAAAAACZ0/7GcICXlMQVY/s1600/DSCN1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pO89apFH4r8/TdsXGPk4RcI/AAAAAAAACZ0/7GcICXlMQVY/s400/DSCN1560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610103156847953346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-do_M67jK7cI/TdsYDE_HqGI/AAAAAAAACaE/GlaG_qKhuxs/s1600/DSCN1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-do_M67jK7cI/TdsYDE_HqGI/AAAAAAAACaE/GlaG_qKhuxs/s400/DSCN1527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610104201977243746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The party was catered by Hoggie's, they had bbq pork, ribs, shrimp, baked beans, mac &amp; cheese, and brownies/cookies. It was delicious and we took home lots of leftovers. It was a fun night visiting with friends and seeing where others are going to be in a month. Congrats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-1768947305943272535?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1768947305943272535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=1768947305943272535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1768947305943272535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1768947305943272535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/graduation-party.html' title='Graduation Party!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPzHUtoml9Q/TdsUIhYi8pI/AAAAAAAACZE/n60h0z53O4Q/s72-c/DSCN1585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-482621589079708016</id><published>2011-05-23T08:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:20:28.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Amishville"</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we ventured out to Berlin, OH with the Jumps. They had never been to this Amish area, and we wanted to go again before me move. It was such a fun day. I seriously laughed until I cried most of the way there, and basically all day long. We always stop at Ohio's longest covered bridge on the way. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72N6yrZES08/Tdpa0M5H0FI/AAAAAAAACW0/jO18AOqWojo/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72N6yrZES08/Tdpa0M5H0FI/AAAAAAAACW0/jO18AOqWojo/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609896138703884370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DIKuhLuhQM/TdpcGHZpqVI/AAAAAAAACW8/g_kQtnEIjQo/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DIKuhLuhQM/TdpcGHZpqVI/AAAAAAAACW8/g_kQtnEIjQo/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609897545978980690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a day of new favorite quotes and silly phrases. For example, quote #1 by Dave, "If I swang on that rope...." I don't remember the rest of the sentence because I was laughing too hard. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWgIVdjK1FA/Tdpd_ObODaI/AAAAAAAACXE/vN3zdbMuluE/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWgIVdjK1FA/Tdpd_ObODaI/AAAAAAAACXE/vN3zdbMuluE/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609899626628779426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say cheese! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xUe2Mb_2HxY/Tdpfe70KcNI/AAAAAAAACXM/bCMd0sMNjOw/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xUe2Mb_2HxY/Tdpfe70KcNI/AAAAAAAACXM/bCMd0sMNjOw/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609901270900568274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz1YZFKJFzw/TdpgyVIBv3I/AAAAAAAACXU/dnvjQ3Zjpj0/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wz1YZFKJFzw/TdpgyVIBv3I/AAAAAAAACXU/dnvjQ3Zjpj0/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609902703623913330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_jaK-FSPG0/TdpiBkJGWbI/AAAAAAAACXc/tLMscJYHcLk/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_jaK-FSPG0/TdpiBkJGWbI/AAAAAAAACXc/tLMscJYHcLk/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609904064864606642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_y73Vephk0/TdrX0WgJy6I/AAAAAAAACXk/chOlshfz_D4/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_y73Vephk0/TdrX0WgJy6I/AAAAAAAACXk/chOlshfz_D4/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610033580236983202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What!?! Oh, this is what happens when Josh gets the camera! :) Nice...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CC63SynQNJY/TdrYKjRJ9mI/AAAAAAAACXs/avrTo3fGjfE/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CC63SynQNJY/TdrYKjRJ9mI/AAAAAAAACXs/avrTo3fGjfE/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610033961620862562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Favorite quote #2, again from Dave. After taking this picture he said, "I got a lot of belly in that shirt" (instead of shot). Again, very funny- you probably had to be there. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBVCEyHJNTQ/TdrZK7E4QWI/AAAAAAAACX0/cp831FLDYy8/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XBVCEyHJNTQ/TdrZK7E4QWI/AAAAAAAACX0/cp831FLDYy8/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610035067523449186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O-H-I-O, take 2 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaBeY4yigik/TdrZjWfVFBI/AAAAAAAACX8/Sw-PICMc48g/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaBeY4yigik/TdrZjWfVFBI/AAAAAAAACX8/Sw-PICMc48g/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610035487199007762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Car ride. We had to explain to Dave that "Amishville" is a word that we made up. It is so much easier to say than going out to Amish country or Amish areas...it just sums it up much better. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk70mcIGd6I/TdraB_OTz7I/AAAAAAAACYE/QC7N97v5URo/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk70mcIGd6I/TdraB_OTz7I/AAAAAAAACYE/QC7N97v5URo/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610036013529550770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was beautiful. We have had tons of rain and so it was such a vibrant green. Love it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9KaBujFSB4/Tdrai5jVGrI/AAAAAAAACYM/ziYtmNAOBPc/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9KaBujFSB4/Tdrai5jVGrI/AAAAAAAACYM/ziYtmNAOBPc/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610036578942786226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love pictures through the windshield... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rw_-xKV7LOg/TdrbV5ahXKI/AAAAAAAACYU/W884McolYrk/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rw_-xKV7LOg/TdrbV5ahXKI/AAAAAAAACYU/W884McolYrk/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610037455079169186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a discussion about how the amish would say certain phrases. For example, we say pedal to the medal to say hurry up or drive fast. What would they say? After several suggestions, Dave again, came up with favorite quote #3: "Whip to the nip!" Followed by 2 minutes straight of Josh making cracking whip noises. Awesome. We are still laughing and can't wait for that T-shirt design to come out :) Who knows, maybe "whip to the nip" will make an appearance in a graduation speech. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNTzVji6KKE/TdrcMrKO86I/AAAAAAAACYc/x61K43kfbKM/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNTzVji6KKE/TdrcMrKO86I/AAAAAAAACYc/x61K43kfbKM/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610038396145562530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's with the goat on the roof? Every time we drove past there he was. I thought it was a sign at first, but then he moved :) Incredible! Why?!?! I don't get it! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72GEnspC-Pg/TdremXjHsKI/AAAAAAAACYk/M2KvUm3a6nY/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72GEnspC-Pg/TdremXjHsKI/AAAAAAAACYk/M2KvUm3a6nY/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610041036581089442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Self portrait. Remember how Josh won the ipad at the mandiball in February? Well, we decided to trade it for a nikon camera. Ipads are cool, but we thought we would use the camera more. We really have enjoyed using it and I can't wait to learn how to use it for real :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGSJaLT9zqs/TdsOKVOF5LI/AAAAAAAACYs/IVoXH05LorI/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGSJaLT9zqs/TdsOKVOF5LI/AAAAAAAACYs/IVoXH05LorI/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610093331477816498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the cheese factory and then had dinner at the restaurant across the street, it was German/ Swiss food. It was delicious. Jumps &amp; Josh &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDtjg2jVs0Y/TdsO5wjQ1yI/AAAAAAAACY0/IAQZTuPxRmg/s1600/DSCN1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDtjg2jVs0Y/TdsO5wjQ1yI/AAAAAAAACY0/IAQZTuPxRmg/s400/DSCN1512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610094146268223266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ♥ us &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVilsTnkTA8/TdsPqufX3uI/AAAAAAAACY8/cNmVit_7bOs/s1600/DSCN1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVilsTnkTA8/TdsPqufX3uI/AAAAAAAACY8/cNmVit_7bOs/s400/DSCN1513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610094987528625890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for such a great day! and all the laughs! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-482621589079708016?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/482621589079708016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=482621589079708016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/482621589079708016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/482621589079708016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/amishville.html' title='&quot;Amishville&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72N6yrZES08/Tdpa0M5H0FI/AAAAAAAACW0/jO18AOqWojo/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-6490461233651755571</id><published>2011-05-16T20:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:07:43.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Biking</title><content type='html'>These guys braved the wet and muddy conditions and went mountain biking a couple of weeks ago. They came back covered in mud, but had a great time. Josh, Beau, Matt &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3dZ9ZPtgiQ/TdG8NV0wStI/AAAAAAAACWs/n5yPSCFZOVQ/s1600/DSCN1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3dZ9ZPtgiQ/TdG8NV0wStI/AAAAAAAACWs/n5yPSCFZOVQ/s400/DSCN1506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607469948435712722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-6490461233651755571?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6490461233651755571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=6490461233651755571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6490461233651755571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6490461233651755571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/mountain-biking.html' title='Mountain Biking'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3dZ9ZPtgiQ/TdG8NV0wStI/AAAAAAAACWs/n5yPSCFZOVQ/s72-c/DSCN1506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-6472187005969917409</id><published>2011-05-15T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:54:48.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Feast</title><content type='html'>We had friends over for potluck Easter dinner. It was delicious! Here are some random pictures of the food (of course!). Sometimes we tease my brother-in-law for always taking pictures of food, I can appreciate wanting to preserve that memory. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y_7hAgTR4qo/TdA7GCx92uI/AAAAAAAACVc/sPTNe3Ix0wA/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y_7hAgTR4qo/TdA7GCx92uI/AAAAAAAACVc/sPTNe3Ix0wA/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607046511087966946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Beckstroms, Cragans, Dansies, Hunters, and Jumps joined us for dinner. It was a house full, but so much fun. Waiting for the feast to begin  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IeHgZycQ9_o/TdA76W_0T9I/AAAAAAAACVk/LZk2LnOjVtc/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IeHgZycQ9_o/TdA76W_0T9I/AAAAAAAACVk/LZk2LnOjVtc/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607047409867968466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner, we discovered the Easter bunny had been in our back yard! The kids were so excited, and luckily came prepared with baskets. Here is our back yard just moments before the happy discovery. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vRmflhZao3k/TdA9QuHGiFI/AAAAAAAACVs/GYXHXuqcPbA/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vRmflhZao3k/TdA9QuHGiFI/AAAAAAAACVs/GYXHXuqcPbA/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607048893541288018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some of the little ones. They were hilarious! Luckily there was no fighting over candy, pushing, shoving, etc. Whew! It was great. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpSHRLKFdBk/TdA-QUtfmfI/AAAAAAAACV0/97Ox3dbf1fk/s1600/DSCN1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpSHRLKFdBk/TdA-QUtfmfI/AAAAAAAACV0/97Ox3dbf1fk/s400/DSCN1474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607049986234620402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLjN4WLSR-E/TdA-rU-2LZI/AAAAAAAACV8/YdbKkl6UQoc/s1600/DSCN1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLjN4WLSR-E/TdA-rU-2LZI/AAAAAAAACV8/YdbKkl6UQoc/s400/DSCN1476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607050450163871122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCDfNq8X8fc/TdA_vXvDajI/AAAAAAAACWM/VEVDY-dObKM/s1600/DSCN1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCDfNq8X8fc/TdA_vXvDajI/AAAAAAAACWM/VEVDY-dObKM/s400/DSCN1494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607051619134040626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ygtQN8BrByU/TdA_ZGsMUQI/AAAAAAAACWE/5c5lX1KjRF0/s1600/DSCN1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ygtQN8BrByU/TdA_ZGsMUQI/AAAAAAAACWE/5c5lX1KjRF0/s400/DSCN1475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607051236601516290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All together. Awww! Too cute. Classic. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6SomugdRRdY/TdBBHgnoc0I/AAAAAAAACWU/8LXZ_FHG3XQ/s1600/DSCN1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6SomugdRRdY/TdBBHgnoc0I/AAAAAAAACWU/8LXZ_FHG3XQ/s400/DSCN1497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607053133347320642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since we ate too much dinner, we had to wait a while for dessert (Stephanie brought 2 delicious treats because she couldn't decide which one to make). We played reverse charades, instead of 1 person acting and the team guesses, the team acts, and 1 person guesses. It was great. Oh, and the girls finally beat the boys! :) Deer, Reindeer, Antlers, I don't remember, but I am pretty sure we got it right. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oC9ERYV2zM0/TdBCGfZ9IEI/AAAAAAAACWc/Syf_Cn0CXt8/s1600/DSCN1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oC9ERYV2zM0/TdBCGfZ9IEI/AAAAAAAACWc/Syf_Cn0CXt8/s400/DSCN1503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607054215353278530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJTxRCc3DPI/TdG4BDgoYjI/AAAAAAAACWk/YQC1tLEsHE0/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJTxRCc3DPI/TdG4BDgoYjI/AAAAAAAACWk/YQC1tLEsHE0/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607465339314528818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-6472187005969917409?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6472187005969917409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=6472187005969917409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6472187005969917409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6472187005969917409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-feast.html' title='Easter Feast'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y_7hAgTR4qo/TdA7GCx92uI/AAAAAAAACVc/sPTNe3Ix0wA/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7407357716590700494</id><published>2011-05-13T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:13:50.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>For my birthday, Josh made a delicious cake from scratch (recipe to be posted at some undetermined time in the future). We had friends over for cake and ice cream. It was fun, especially as it turned into a balloon fest. The kids were so funny. Thanks everyone for coming and for the great day. The birthday girl and her sweetheart-he looks pretty good after slaving away in the kitchen. He made dinner and the cake. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YoTk10H_MV0/Tc3X7Pu-lGI/AAAAAAAACUs/KKg5FYrSNPI/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YoTk10H_MV0/Tc3X7Pu-lGI/AAAAAAAACUs/KKg5FYrSNPI/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606374523981960290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He frosted the cake and decorated it with daisies, which are my favorite flower. He did a great job. It was delicious. HB is for Happy Birthday {he ran out of room :)}&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kf_glDaP_hg/Tc3YtdJ5RhI/AAAAAAAACU0/D_u_MkQYaTY/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kf_glDaP_hg/Tc3YtdJ5RhI/AAAAAAAACU0/D_u_MkQYaTY/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606375386577978898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Brian- did I mention balloon fest? Classic. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcDD7551PHU/Tc3Z-AbkfAI/AAAAAAAACU8/2UoovSgUpQU/s1600/DSCN1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcDD7551PHU/Tc3Z-AbkfAI/AAAAAAAACU8/2UoovSgUpQU/s400/DSCN1451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606376770436889602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vGgObIMq5N0/Tc3wMJacbfI/AAAAAAAACVE/T5sOAjhMS-U/s1600/DSCN1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vGgObIMq5N0/Tc3wMJacbfI/AAAAAAAACVE/T5sOAjhMS-U/s400/DSCN1450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606401202622066162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-keBpCeyPYa0/Tc3xd6VscEI/AAAAAAAACVU/toMrMpMJM9w/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-keBpCeyPYa0/Tc3xd6VscEI/AAAAAAAACVU/toMrMpMJM9w/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606402607324885058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSndM8m_eJQ/Tc3w6azIleI/AAAAAAAACVM/531yG8yKkRc/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSndM8m_eJQ/Tc3w6azIleI/AAAAAAAACVM/531yG8yKkRc/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606401997563008482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great day! Thanks everyone for coming, eating our cake, and sharing all the laughs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7407357716590700494?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7407357716590700494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7407357716590700494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7407357716590700494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7407357716590700494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YoTk10H_MV0/Tc3X7Pu-lGI/AAAAAAAACUs/KKg5FYrSNPI/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2391315883497569199</id><published>2011-05-13T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:11:38.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday girls!</title><content type='html'>We were in Georgia so we missed Stephanie's birthday party. What a bummer. We went to dinner when we got back and celebrated both our birthdays. Her birthday is 1 week before mine (actually 3 yrs and 1 week. I just wanted to clarify). Here we are enjoying our delicious chocolate desserts for our birthdays.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0CUP7PqM24/Tc3V6v0fqeI/AAAAAAAACUk/RvAIc3M8kFY/s1600/DSCN1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0CUP7PqM24/Tc3V6v0fqeI/AAAAAAAACUk/RvAIc3M8kFY/s400/DSCN1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606372316391909858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2391315883497569199?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2391315883497569199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2391315883497569199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2391315883497569199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2391315883497569199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday-girls.html' title='Birthday girls!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0CUP7PqM24/Tc3V6v0fqeI/AAAAAAAACUk/RvAIc3M8kFY/s72-c/DSCN1465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-3599257639176791689</id><published>2011-05-13T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T21:00:53.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Last month we drove to Georgia to find a place to live. The 9 hour drive wasn't too bad and the weather was beautiful. I love pictures of Josh as he drives (and I guess I am jealous that mine never look as good as his). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q3yt-QVLdG4/Tc3G_2nvxSI/AAAAAAAACTE/3BIeWrCW9Mk/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q3yt-QVLdG4/Tc3G_2nvxSI/AAAAAAAACTE/3BIeWrCW9Mk/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606355911442416930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOz2wIPmNC8/Tc3O5oG6gII/AAAAAAAACT0/vBo7ZO6r9Ug/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOz2wIPmNC8/Tc3O5oG6gII/AAAAAAAACT0/vBo7ZO6r9Ug/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606364600560418946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I mean? Oh well. :) We drove through 6 states, including Ohio. Once we got there, we enjoyed 80 degrees and sunshine. It was perfect(remind me of that in about 2 months!) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eO2mszZUznU/Tc3K6H2Z1OI/AAAAAAAACTM/Bsx_qhOqm1s/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eO2mszZUznU/Tc3K6H2Z1OI/AAAAAAAACTM/Bsx_qhOqm1s/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606360211034592482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xpNeSsGUCXg/Tc3LiOHEOCI/AAAAAAAACTU/4FDVOeRY0tI/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xpNeSsGUCXg/Tc3LiOHEOCI/AAAAAAAACTU/4FDVOeRY0tI/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606360899909859362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRgjQ-s-fQ0/Tc3MMJo9xwI/AAAAAAAACTc/lZWUeURHzUQ/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRgjQ-s-fQ0/Tc3MMJo9xwI/AAAAAAAACTc/lZWUeURHzUQ/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606361620264371970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CbfsXj3AtRk/Tc3M2tgpvjI/AAAAAAAACTk/-x-8tuwhuPM/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CbfsXj3AtRk/Tc3M2tgpvjI/AAAAAAAACTk/-x-8tuwhuPM/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606362351447686706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last, but not least &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8N284bpBv8/Tc3NgG6ey1I/AAAAAAAACTs/Nl91whSBhLY/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8N284bpBv8/Tc3NgG6ey1I/AAAAAAAACTs/Nl91whSBhLY/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606363062641544018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We should have stopped and taken a lot more pictures here, but these are great with the sunlight and color. It really was beautiful. This is at a park close to the river on the SC side. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0CIISJ2_5k/Tc3QKsJB6OI/AAAAAAAACT8/8T1rOtahGv8/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0CIISJ2_5k/Tc3QKsJB6OI/AAAAAAAACT8/8T1rOtahGv8/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606365993212438754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is at a park not very far from our place. Bike trails, fishing, walking paths, I am excited! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKxze88Ul0g/Tc3RH8IiOBI/AAAAAAAACUE/8V5CdmWwU-w/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKxze88Ul0g/Tc3RH8IiOBI/AAAAAAAACUE/8V5CdmWwU-w/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606367045477349394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our new home sweet home apartment complex. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1IFGe7BVV_E/Tc3SALoImAI/AAAAAAAACUM/pF2vE3dVR8o/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1IFGe7BVV_E/Tc3SALoImAI/AAAAAAAACUM/pF2vE3dVR8o/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606368011709093890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mission accomplished. We are excited for our new adventure. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-1Wbj5aUhY/Tc3Stqua3XI/AAAAAAAACUU/gaPH-a__duM/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-1Wbj5aUhY/Tc3Stqua3XI/AAAAAAAACUU/gaPH-a__duM/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606368793151069554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every heard of Jaxby's? We hadn't either. It is similar to Chic-fil-A. It was pretty tasty, so was the birthday cake milkshake. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6hDuZMhzR4/Tc3TYj5K8MI/AAAAAAAACUc/koDdFz-_wrM/s400/DSCN1430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606369530051489986" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-3599257639176791689?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3599257639176791689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=3599257639176791689' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3599257639176791689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3599257639176791689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/05/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q3yt-QVLdG4/Tc3G_2nvxSI/AAAAAAAACTE/3BIeWrCW9Mk/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2476800313936789826</id><published>2011-02-28T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:15:46.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Game</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, Josh and 11 other friends went to Indianapolis for the Pacers/Jazz basketball game. They enjoyed the 15th row behind the Jazz bench. Unfortunately, these guys aren't into pictures...whatever. Here's what we've got. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpx3hkWJO5o/TWxSJHr7MCI/AAAAAAAACRg/34Jy-kCCChA/s1600/DSCN1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpx3hkWJO5o/TWxSJHr7MCI/AAAAAAAACRg/34Jy-kCCChA/s400/DSCN1343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578924355040784418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rule was the guys had wear Jazz shirts. Josh printed his iron-on logo the night before put it on his shirt by himself. (I am a slacker...or a hard worker...whichever way you want to look at it- and went to bed) Nice job! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfBXFvTgKng/TWxS4oQFsAI/AAAAAAAACRo/dVk-PYoPOIE/s1600/DSCN1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfBXFvTgKng/TWxS4oQFsAI/AAAAAAAACRo/dVk-PYoPOIE/s400/DSCN1365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578925171236253698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6x6aggg72g/TWxTWjz225I/AAAAAAAACRw/fOjNMcCoUeA/s1600/DSCN1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6x6aggg72g/TWxTWjz225I/AAAAAAAACRw/fOjNMcCoUeA/s400/DSCN1356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578925685440174994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LaDean, just look at what you can do with a warm up suit! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlOZhnD_oXE/TWxUUp4rEhI/AAAAAAAACR4/a-_LENGA4xY/s1600/DSCN1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlOZhnD_oXE/TWxUUp4rEhI/AAAAAAAACR4/a-_LENGA4xY/s400/DSCN1353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578926752222876178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTlUDbw_mr8/TWxUuF59F5I/AAAAAAAACSA/-JMI7M8hFIk/s1600/DSCN1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTlUDbw_mr8/TWxUuF59F5I/AAAAAAAACSA/-JMI7M8hFIk/s400/DSCN1367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578927189241173906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the guys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1YrQ_tlpDg/TWxVO2pUctI/AAAAAAAACSI/QUHF99Rwcak/s1600/DSCN1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1YrQ_tlpDg/TWxVO2pUctI/AAAAAAAACSI/QUHF99Rwcak/s400/DSCN1370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578927752080552658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WF4SMccmicc/TWxVlfFZMKI/AAAAAAAACSQ/RpqEC9rCNB0/s1600/DSCN1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WF4SMccmicc/TWxVlfFZMKI/AAAAAAAACSQ/RpqEC9rCNB0/s400/DSCN1371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578928140892844194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They went to dinner at a German restaurant before the game. I thought this looked cool. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLx4C0rLz44/TW1uls-MMXI/AAAAAAAACSY/RFShiJ9ke_A/s1600/DSCN1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLx4C0rLz44/TW1uls-MMXI/AAAAAAAACSY/RFShiJ9ke_A/s400/DSCN1341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579237107388133746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got coupons at the game for Hard Rock Cafe. They had a great time. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIi8c3iBWF0/TW1vFV3_uCI/AAAAAAAACSg/5zY7jQJyaak/s1600/DSCN1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIi8c3iBWF0/TW1vFV3_uCI/AAAAAAAACSg/5zY7jQJyaak/s400/DSCN1372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579237650943948834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unlike the last "guys only" trip there weren't any black eyes or lost voices...that I know of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2476800313936789826?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2476800313936789826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2476800313936789826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2476800313936789826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2476800313936789826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/02/basketball-game.html' title='Basketball Game'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpx3hkWJO5o/TWxSJHr7MCI/AAAAAAAACRg/34Jy-kCCChA/s72-c/DSCN1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-1182630942896259343</id><published>2011-02-24T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:03:43.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper faces on parade...</title><content type='html'>Josh and I went to the dental school's "mandi-ball" a couple of weeks ago. It was a masquerade theme. Josh made his mask (he was so excited to take an impression of his face). I borrowed one from a co-worker who went to Mardi Gras a couple of years ago. It was fun to be out with friends. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDTb92JG4zM/TWcMRSK1Y9I/AAAAAAAACRI/8bUOvE29EFA/s1600/DSCN1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDTb92JG4zM/TWcMRSK1Y9I/AAAAAAAACRI/8bUOvE29EFA/s400/DSCN1333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577440154596238290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Eju9CeAIdo/TWcMvPagMmI/AAAAAAAACRQ/3kUxzQIjNUo/s1600/DSCN1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Eju9CeAIdo/TWcMvPagMmI/AAAAAAAACRQ/3kUxzQIjNUo/s400/DSCN1322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577440669252727394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh won an Ipad during the raffle. Wahoo! He was so excited. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pqenjdr1es/TWcNOylURRI/AAAAAAAACRY/MQX4h6uIPac/s1600/DSCN1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pqenjdr1es/TWcNOylURRI/AAAAAAAACRY/MQX4h6uIPac/s400/DSCN1335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577441211269268754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Joshua C. for a great date :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-1182630942896259343?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1182630942896259343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=1182630942896259343' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1182630942896259343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1182630942896259343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/02/paper-faces-on-parade.html' title='Paper faces on parade...'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDTb92JG4zM/TWcMRSK1Y9I/AAAAAAAACRI/8bUOvE29EFA/s72-c/DSCN1333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7804060803924357381</id><published>2011-01-29T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:57:09.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buckeye Basketball</title><content type='html'>Tuesday night we went to the OSU basketball game with some friends. I had never been in the Scottenstein Center and was just excited to be there. We had great seats where we could see everything. :) Even though we were up pretty high, we still had a great time. By the way, this picture makes it look worse than it was. We had no difficulty seeing the ball or the game. It really was great. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSKG4PaFpI/AAAAAAAACQc/_KH0HDKe-Gk/s1600/DSCN1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSKG4PaFpI/AAAAAAAACQc/_KH0HDKe-Gk/s400/DSCN1291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567726890117633682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zoom in just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSKbVlcjXI/AAAAAAAACQk/zP_d_GGbAK0/s1600/DSCN1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSKbVlcjXI/AAAAAAAACQk/zP_d_GGbAK0/s400/DSCN1293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567727241592081778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSKzgC3nEI/AAAAAAAACQs/wQhVfKwq3uA/s1600/DSCN1294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSKzgC3nEI/AAAAAAAACQs/wQhVfKwq3uA/s400/DSCN1294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567727656716704834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSLrcQ96SI/AAAAAAAACQ8/zAVovYcs2ZM/s1600/DSCN1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSLrcQ96SI/AAAAAAAACQ8/zAVovYcs2ZM/s400/DSCN1296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567728617774770466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Purdue and ended up winning 87 to 64. I took a picture of the score board at the end, but the battery on the camera was dying so it is too blurry to even see. Bummer. Guess you'll have to take my word for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7804060803924357381?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7804060803924357381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7804060803924357381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7804060803924357381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7804060803924357381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/01/buckeye-basketball.html' title='Buckeye Basketball'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TUSKG4PaFpI/AAAAAAAACQc/_KH0HDKe-Gk/s72-c/DSCN1291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7685398366737571863</id><published>2011-01-28T17:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:55:49.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you rather....</title><content type='html'>We played a game a couple of weeks ago with some friends. I had to read this question to the group, after reading it to myself and writing which answer I thought they would agree on. Boy, I was way off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is: Would you rather be stranded on a ski lift overnight in a snow storm.... or....be on a continuously moving roller coaster for 24 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you choose?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7685398366737571863?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7685398366737571863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7685398366737571863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7685398366737571863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7685398366737571863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/01/would-you-rather.html' title='Would you rather....'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2965455201278731791</id><published>2011-01-20T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:11:44.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Forgetful</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after I got home from work, Josh called me to tell me a list of things he needed to do today. Not 15 minutes after he got home, he asked me what the things were on his list. I easily named 2 (the 2 that I was most excited about) but couldn't remember the other things. He was disappointed because he said he called to tell me so I could remember and remind him. Oh...maybe I should have been told that before he started to rattle off his list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:00 last night I remembered what the other thing was that was on his to do list. I was so proud of myself and glad that I could help him out. I got ready for bed and Josh came upstairs. He was suddenly disgusted with himself as he told me that he had been on the Internet but he couldn't remember what he needed to look up. After he got upstairs, he remembered. The rest of our conversation went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Are you just having a hard time remembering things today?"&lt;br /&gt;Josh: "No, I'm fine."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if on cue, Josh got a text message from a friend. Josh read it and then I hear something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Josh: "Ah, crap! I forgot to schedule that patient."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried for several seconds not to laugh, but I couldn't hold it in. Luckily, Josh laughed with me. Aaahhh, good times. Thanks for all the laughs! Almost 24 hours later, it still makes me smile...okay and laugh too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2965455201278731791?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2965455201278731791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2965455201278731791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2965455201278731791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2965455201278731791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/01/mr-forgetful.html' title='Mr. Forgetful'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2931104364762664341</id><published>2011-01-10T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T19:42:56.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Remember New Orleans?"</title><content type='html'>Josh and some buddies went to New Orleans for the Sugar Bowl. Nothing says "tough guys" more than 5 guys in a mini van. :) They had a good time and were able to drive the 14 hours each way safely. Here are some pictures of their trip. What an adventure! They lost their voices, stayed out late, threw beads, and had a great time. Josh, Dallin, Shane, Brian, Dave &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSur5pvoQbI/AAAAAAAACPc/R2S50Js9i8I/s1600/DSCN1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSur5pvoQbI/AAAAAAAACPc/R2S50Js9i8I/s400/DSCN1227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560727171865526706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture just for me...awhhh. That place must be awesome- I can tell by the name. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSzaa-BcUKI/AAAAAAAACQU/nLX-9baQseI/s1600/DSCN1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSzaa-BcUKI/AAAAAAAACQU/nLX-9baQseI/s400/DSCN1290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561059796756222114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night life on Bourbon Street &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSusgQVeu-I/AAAAAAAACPk/D-V3gDs8jx8/s1600/DSCN1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSusgQVeu-I/AAAAAAAACPk/D-V3gDs8jx8/s400/DSCN1206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560727835059862498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day...still chaos.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuudH-72CI/AAAAAAAACPs/uYWpyKANrCg/s1600/DSCN1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuudH-72CI/AAAAAAAACPs/uYWpyKANrCg/s400/DSCN1225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560729980301465634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuvMa6wkpI/AAAAAAAACP0/NKEq7B0fwg0/s1600/DSCN1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuvMa6wkpI/AAAAAAAACP0/NKEq7B0fwg0/s400/DSCN1245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560730792838075026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin, Dave, Brian, Shane, Josh ready for the game &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuwGBUWorI/AAAAAAAACP8/eNqqZk7-ATU/s1600/DSCN1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuwGBUWorI/AAAAAAAACP8/eNqqZk7-ATU/s400/DSCN1248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560731782398517938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super dome. Their seats were in the end zone. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuwr8UGZkI/AAAAAAAACQE/5wsD8KFhygc/s1600/DSCN1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuwr8UGZkI/AAAAAAAACQE/5wsD8KFhygc/s400/DSCN1249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560732433890305602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH- IO! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuxIyOkUpI/AAAAAAAACQM/ZTKPYn6whfQ/s1600/DSCN1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuxIyOkUpI/AAAAAAAACQM/ZTKPYn6whfQ/s400/DSCN1262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560732929398952594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2931104364762664341?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2931104364762664341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2931104364762664341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2931104364762664341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2931104364762664341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/01/sugar-bowl-2011.html' title='&quot;Remember New Orleans?&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSur5pvoQbI/AAAAAAAACPc/R2S50Js9i8I/s72-c/DSCN1227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-355724211336995608</id><published>2011-01-10T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:37:24.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>We had a great time on New Year's Eve playing games and snacking (of course) with friends. They have some little ones that were excited to ring in the new year, so they set their clocks 2 hours ahead and let the kids bang on pans outside at "midnight". It was so funny and a great idea. I'll have to log that away to use several years in the future. Here are some pictures of the night. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuJ0P-_rvI/AAAAAAAACOs/9kxI0j-pRzk/s1600/DSCN1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuJ0P-_rvI/AAAAAAAACOs/9kxI0j-pRzk/s400/DSCN1178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560689695655964402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jami, Rachel, Stephanie, Amanda, Krystal &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuhXMKmmzI/AAAAAAAACO0/kZUb-vywWJo/s1600/DSCN1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuhXMKmmzI/AAAAAAAACO0/kZUb-vywWJo/s400/DSCN1175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560715584693771058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave, Josh, Brett, Brian, Dallin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuhy2nXitI/AAAAAAAACO8/bL4ewP8EbLk/s1600/DSCN1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuhy2nXitI/AAAAAAAACO8/bL4ewP8EbLk/s400/DSCN1177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560716059945175762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy New Year ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuiyU8vWlI/AAAAAAAACPE/rueVvyMItIQ/s1600/DSCN1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuiyU8vWlI/AAAAAAAACPE/rueVvyMItIQ/s400/DSCN1194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560717150419638866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the name of the game, but it was kind of like charades- except instead of 1 person acting, everyone acts and 1 person guesses. Can you tell what they are doing? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSujnW7KrrI/AAAAAAAACPM/38VHKOV9q_U/s1600/DSCN1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSujnW7KrrI/AAAAAAAACPM/38VHKOV9q_U/s400/DSCN1196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560718061482978994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Need another clue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSukIuMLjTI/AAAAAAAACPU/_kUKW5WJFbM/s1600/DSCN1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSukIuMLjTI/AAAAAAAACPU/_kUKW5WJFbM/s400/DSCN1198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560718634664037682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys had to act out the Fourth of July. Dallin was doing his own version of a parade, the others were doing fireworks. It was such a hilarious game. The girls started out strong, but the guys made a huge come back and won. How do you act out "caveman" without looking like a robot and how do you act out "ceiling fan" without looking like a helicopter? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt; Thanks for such a fun night. We are excited for the many adventures that 2011 will bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-355724211336995608?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/355724211336995608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=355724211336995608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/355724211336995608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/355724211336995608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TSuJ0P-_rvI/AAAAAAAACOs/9kxI0j-pRzk/s72-c/DSCN1178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-3665629543473050996</id><published>2011-01-01T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T19:45:07.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wagon ride and an ice cream treat!</title><content type='html'>We went to my sister's house the day after Christmas with all of my family (except for 1 sister and her family- boo! We missed you guys!)I think the mountains on the way to Leadore are beautiful! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-HNeDFiZI/AAAAAAAACMU/qRLYf8VXATg/s1600/DSCN1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-HNeDFiZI/AAAAAAAACMU/qRLYf8VXATg/s400/DSCN1127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557309130672540050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a delicious dinner, great company, and a little program that night. Then my parents slept in the living room with all the grand kids. It was so much fun! The next day we all played A to Z and creationary (pictionary but instead of drawing pictures you make the object out of Lego's). It was so much fun. I thought I was taking tons of pictures, but apparently failed to get pictures of all the things we did. The guys went hunting. Aren't they handsome? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-GkamPTJI/AAAAAAAACMM/gGaSrCuv-CY/s1600/DSCN1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-GkamPTJI/AAAAAAAACMM/gGaSrCuv-CY/s400/DSCN1113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557308425371602066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing so hard as we watched Sean play with the cat. He kept trying to throw the cat off the porch. It was hilarious! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-H2jagt8I/AAAAAAAACMc/CoJM6tvJXJU/s1600/DSCN1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-H2jagt8I/AAAAAAAACMc/CoJM6tvJXJU/s400/DSCN1121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557309836487604162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a Christmas party with my dad's side of the family. It was fun to see everyone and to catch up on family news and what was going on with everyone. The next day dad hooked up the team and we went for a ride. It was a little chilly, but it was fun. We visited Grandpa Eddie and Aunt Norma. (I didn't take pictures with my camera- Josh took some with his phone that I will have to post later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-INhPPusI/AAAAAAAACMk/UPqjfRSSjFo/s1600/DSCN1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-INhPPusI/AAAAAAAACMk/UPqjfRSSjFo/s400/DSCN1122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557310231040473794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-InAGK4zI/AAAAAAAACMs/iAy-yfaDWJM/s1600/DSCN1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-InAGK4zI/AAAAAAAACMs/iAy-yfaDWJM/s400/DSCN1132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557310668820636466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KayDee and Brandon all bundled up and ready to go. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-JSCwVvkI/AAAAAAAACM0/2JfE3hW3owA/s1600/DSCN1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-JSCwVvkI/AAAAAAAACM0/2JfE3hW3owA/s400/DSCN1133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557311408268754498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clay and Ty (It was Ty's birthday. He is 16 years old!)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-JumYkJII/AAAAAAAACM8/q1S4GUPjhrE/s1600/DSCN1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-JumYkJII/AAAAAAAACM8/q1S4GUPjhrE/s400/DSCN1136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557311898869048450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-KFE2EFuI/AAAAAAAACNE/mStoQicCYgY/s1600/DSCN1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-KFE2EFuI/AAAAAAAACNE/mStoQicCYgY/s400/DSCN1137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557312285002962658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryant, Austin, LaDonna, Brie, Josh&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-KeRiU6tI/AAAAAAAACNM/UQlB-Jfa_2c/s1600/DSCN1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-KeRiU6tI/AAAAAAAACNM/UQlB-Jfa_2c/s400/DSCN1134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557312717906569938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-K4RMLnvI/AAAAAAAACNU/7Xkqcfl2Bt0/s1600/DSCN1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-K4RMLnvI/AAAAAAAACNU/7Xkqcfl2Bt0/s400/DSCN1140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557313164490284786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendall, Dad, Mom &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-LOS-YY_I/AAAAAAAACNc/bWs5EL-hfaU/s1600/DSCN1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-LOS-YY_I/AAAAAAAACNc/bWs5EL-hfaU/s400/DSCN1143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557313542926394354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the wagon ride we went to Sundae's and started a new family tradition. We got 6 pounds of ice cream plus toppings and whipped topping! It was a beautiful sight and tasted delicious! Thanks Mom and Dad! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-L1e_cDAI/AAAAAAAACNk/j9GT382B_28/s1600/DSCN1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-L1e_cDAI/AAAAAAAACNk/j9GT382B_28/s400/DSCN1152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557314216166951938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-MsXBhJ5I/AAAAAAAACNs/fVh2nmY6UJA/s1600/DSCN1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-MsXBhJ5I/AAAAAAAACNs/fVh2nmY6UJA/s400/DSCN1150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557315158920996754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dig in! You better act fast because this treat disappeared quickly!! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-N7Pmcu3I/AAAAAAAACN0/6fbqDyj8ZWo/s1600/DSCN1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-N7Pmcu3I/AAAAAAAACN0/6fbqDyj8ZWo/s400/DSCN1153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557316514138078066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-PgMoLhEI/AAAAAAAACN8/TbHVZESAmOE/s1600/DSCN1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-PgMoLhEI/AAAAAAAACN8/TbHVZESAmOE/s400/DSCN1154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557318248506819650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-P-BVIydI/AAAAAAAACOE/WDlCPLayQNE/s1600/DSCN1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-P-BVIydI/AAAAAAAACOE/WDlCPLayQNE/s400/DSCN1157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557318760870234578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-QWGiGunI/AAAAAAAACOM/DUdl9wXftYU/s1600/DSCN1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-QWGiGunI/AAAAAAAACOM/DUdl9wXftYU/s400/DSCN1148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557319174583663218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-RGPUQHdI/AAAAAAAACOU/cupcDSXmHNc/s1600/DSCN1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-RGPUQHdI/AAAAAAAACOU/cupcDSXmHNc/s400/DSCN1146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557320001575198162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-RfSnPokI/AAAAAAAACOc/6OkoKZy85ic/s1600/DSCN1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-RfSnPokI/AAAAAAAACOc/6OkoKZy85ic/s400/DSCN1147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557320431956894274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finished!...every drop! The caramel, hot fudge, and peanut butter toppings were delicious! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-SFLeoWoI/AAAAAAAACOk/n9sf0VltQM4/s1600/DSCN1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-SFLeoWoI/AAAAAAAACOk/n9sf0VltQM4/s400/DSCN1160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557321082876746370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to everyone for such a wonderful Christmas time at home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-3665629543473050996?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3665629543473050996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=3665629543473050996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3665629543473050996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/3665629543473050996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/01/dashing-through-snow.html' title='Wagon ride and an ice cream treat!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-HNeDFiZI/AAAAAAAACMU/qRLYf8VXATg/s72-c/DSCN1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7595066104974095611</id><published>2011-01-01T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:36:44.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Christmas isn't just a day, it's a feeling"</title><content type='html'>We spent Christmas Eve with Josh's family. After 2 days of baking we enjoyed a delicious meal. Then we sang Christmas carols, read stories, read the Christmas nativity, and were visited by Santa. It was a fun night. Some pictures of our shepherds. They were great. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR94fPjQstI/AAAAAAAACKc/S_0RF07MqNo/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR94fPjQstI/AAAAAAAACKc/S_0RF07MqNo/s400/088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557292943344186066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR96fSQv-wI/AAAAAAAACKk/f_EoQkb1szE/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR96fSQv-wI/AAAAAAAACKk/f_EoQkb1szE/s400/092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557295143095106306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some more random pictures of the evening. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR97ol3biwI/AAAAAAAACKs/Lja1NfqSEzQ/s1600/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR97ol3biwI/AAAAAAAACKs/Lja1NfqSEzQ/s400/124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557296402488068866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR98HC6dnNI/AAAAAAAACK0/KrekBmsqyAo/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR98HC6dnNI/AAAAAAAACK0/KrekBmsqyAo/s400/100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557296925681491154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR98fMWiEGI/AAAAAAAACK8/NbITfknC8Yk/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR98fMWiEGI/AAAAAAAACK8/NbITfknC8Yk/s400/095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557297340532002914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR98-V5QrII/AAAAAAAACLE/FJuv3d0_Jh4/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR98-V5QrII/AAAAAAAACLE/FJuv3d0_Jh4/s400/131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557297875669527682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR99XSNX1jI/AAAAAAAACLM/QJjz30mjufA/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR99XSNX1jI/AAAAAAAACLM/QJjz30mjufA/s400/133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557298304176870962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR998MTefbI/AAAAAAAACLU/Dpz6w3cYydY/s1600/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR998MTefbI/AAAAAAAACLU/Dpz6w3cYydY/s400/136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557298938247019954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR9-U4BAEOI/AAAAAAAACLc/XEKnKEo8DfM/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR9-U4BAEOI/AAAAAAAACLc/XEKnKEo8DfM/s400/132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557299362297549026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us on Christmas morning, a little scary, but oh well. We are so fortunate to be able to spend Christmas with our families. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR9-1tneSQI/AAAAAAAACLk/IVxauayz4Nk/s1600/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR9-1tneSQI/AAAAAAAACLk/IVxauayz4Nk/s400/144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557299926441806082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day after Christmas Kristie and Blaine's little baby, Cameron, was blessed. He is so cute and I was excited to meet him. Here are some family pictures after church. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-ARPx0bxI/AAAAAAAACLs/LKVEVju3OXY/s1600/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-ARPx0bxI/AAAAAAAACLs/LKVEVju3OXY/s400/151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557301498980101906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The entire family &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-A2xCMiGI/AAAAAAAACL0/HZfEVzKGT78/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-A2xCMiGI/AAAAAAAACL0/HZfEVzKGT78/s400/153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557302143562319970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blaine and Kristie's family &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-BgghmBdI/AAAAAAAACL8/dLoysk6eKVA/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-BgghmBdI/AAAAAAAACL8/dLoysk6eKVA/s400/159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557302860685116882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-B5qpikwI/AAAAAAAACME/LyB988eIRXQ/s1600/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR-B5qpikwI/AAAAAAAACME/LyB988eIRXQ/s400/170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557303292899529474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7595066104974095611?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7595066104974095611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7595066104974095611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7595066104974095611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7595066104974095611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-isnt-just-day-its-feeling.html' title='&quot;Christmas isn&apos;t just a day, it&apos;s a feeling&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TR94fPjQstI/AAAAAAAACKc/S_0RF07MqNo/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-6560993740538338587</id><published>2010-12-29T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T21:36:24.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski bums....for real</title><content type='html'>Josh has been talking about skiing with Cliff for months now. They park at the Jackson Pass, hike up, and then ski down. These two bums were so fortunate that they were able to go skiing for 2 days. They even had the rare appearance of sunshine on day 2! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu6YqavF2I/AAAAAAAACI8/K96mxloGLIc/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu6YqavF2I/AAAAAAAACI8/K96mxloGLIc/s400/035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556239498157692770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu6urDO3SI/AAAAAAAACJE/KH-j-BrgCVk/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu6urDO3SI/AAAAAAAACJE/KH-j-BrgCVk/s400/037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556239876284669218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu7ZC4aWtI/AAAAAAAACJM/Pz4d_Q_iPGM/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu7ZC4aWtI/AAAAAAAACJM/Pz4d_Q_iPGM/s400/042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556240604236241618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu7v-q2M_I/AAAAAAAACJU/VSAS2UWamKs/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu7v-q2M_I/AAAAAAAACJU/VSAS2UWamKs/s400/040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556240998242595826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvAyut-4kI/AAAAAAAACJc/F_XAe7k8hhg/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvAyut-4kI/AAAAAAAACJc/F_XAe7k8hhg/s400/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556246543058526786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvtCsdNQnI/AAAAAAAACJk/UlYFsuFWzEA/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvtCsdNQnI/AAAAAAAACJk/UlYFsuFWzEA/s400/056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556295195840823922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvteeTxuKI/AAAAAAAACJs/kk11bSbRkOU/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvteeTxuKI/AAAAAAAACJs/kk11bSbRkOU/s400/055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556295673079511202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvuS4-snNI/AAAAAAAACJ0/o-9C-dgWBWY/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvuS4-snNI/AAAAAAAACJ0/o-9C-dgWBWY/s400/053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556296573592050898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvuurgWKUI/AAAAAAAACJ8/oDGsa-ELsR4/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvuurgWKUI/AAAAAAAACJ8/oDGsa-ELsR4/s400/058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556297051011426626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvvGfg5pgI/AAAAAAAACKE/_9dLBtYuxVk/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvvGfg5pgI/AAAAAAAACKE/_9dLBtYuxVk/s400/068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556297460109387266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvvfj7osiI/AAAAAAAACKM/ZezHPTxpZoU/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvvfj7osiI/AAAAAAAACKM/ZezHPTxpZoU/s400/072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556297890791993890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvv-QqiABI/AAAAAAAACKU/wTOLGxlhLdo/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRvv-QqiABI/AAAAAAAACKU/wTOLGxlhLdo/s400/074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556298418195922962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-6560993740538338587?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6560993740538338587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=6560993740538338587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6560993740538338587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6560993740538338587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/12/ski-bumsfor-real.html' title='Ski bums....for real'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu6YqavF2I/AAAAAAAACI8/K96mxloGLIc/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-5308796357400744809</id><published>2010-12-29T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:42:03.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>Josh and I flew into Jackson Hole, Wyoming. The pine trees covered in snow were absolutely beautiful. I loved it. I turned tourist and took several retarded pictures, but I thought they were pretty. Enjoy! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuxeC-eS6I/AAAAAAAACIM/i2qJL77Q73M/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuxeC-eS6I/AAAAAAAACIM/i2qJL77Q73M/s400/027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556229695044733858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuytxFRPLI/AAAAAAAACIU/cyTDYW12WeE/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuytxFRPLI/AAAAAAAACIU/cyTDYW12WeE/s400/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556231064630934706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh's parents picked us up from the airport then we ate lunch at Billy's Giant Hamburgers.It was big, greasy, delicious, and I enjoyed every bite! I ate nearly the entire thing and most of my fries. Here are some random pictures. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu3Ckhi6CI/AAAAAAAACIk/rTzb4x3Bqm8/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu3Ckhi6CI/AAAAAAAACIk/rTzb4x3Bqm8/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556235820083636258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu2fWjbKcI/AAAAAAAACIc/173iKlXdPXI/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu2fWjbKcI/AAAAAAAACIc/173iKlXdPXI/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556235215037999554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Open wide! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu3b4sGTJI/AAAAAAAACIs/YyHbJKbbYv8/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu3b4sGTJI/AAAAAAAACIs/YyHbJKbbYv8/s400/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556236254993337490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy's is a tiny little place. Here is the view from our seats. Yep, that is it. We sat around the grill and watched our meals cook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu4STtRpwI/AAAAAAAACI0/lbYDv0AqRW4/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRu4STtRpwI/AAAAAAAACI0/lbYDv0AqRW4/s400/032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556237189958969090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, we went to a hockey game in Jackson with some friends from BYU-I. That is when we were introduced to Billy's. I still can't believe how good it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-5308796357400744809?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5308796357400744809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=5308796357400744809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5308796357400744809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/5308796357400744809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuxeC-eS6I/AAAAAAAACIM/i2qJL77Q73M/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-80455668184103545</id><published>2010-12-29T16:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:06:03.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We need a little Christmas now</title><content type='html'>We went to the zoo with some friends after the boys finished finals. (Wahooo!) It was a lot of fun even though it was freezing cold and traffic getting there was a little cRaZy! Here we are enjoying the lights. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuroOp6NFI/AAAAAAAACHc/npxoHPUMLGw/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuroOp6NFI/AAAAAAAACHc/npxoHPUMLGw/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556223272908633170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRutMHyGttI/AAAAAAAACHk/Z5NCEZtN2nY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRutMHyGttI/AAAAAAAACHk/Z5NCEZtN2nY/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556224989050877650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuuJXhGIKI/AAAAAAAACHs/70WMmniBupo/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuuJXhGIKI/AAAAAAAACHs/70WMmniBupo/s400/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556226041246523554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa was at the aquarium feeding the fish! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuumQIzyfI/AAAAAAAACH0/knMjVynoBYU/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuumQIzyfI/AAAAAAAACH0/knMjVynoBYU/s400/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556226537481816562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking to the carousel &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuu7_ObArI/AAAAAAAACH8/2W4aFKLFDuo/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuu7_ObArI/AAAAAAAACH8/2W4aFKLFDuo/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556226910899077810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Never too old to ride on a carousel. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuwCSQ2-3I/AAAAAAAACIE/xCp278PU1QU/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuwCSQ2-3I/AAAAAAAACIE/xCp278PU1QU/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556228118600416114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-80455668184103545?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/80455668184103545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=80455668184103545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/80455668184103545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/80455668184103545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-need-little-christmas-now.html' title='We need a little Christmas now'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TRuroOp6NFI/AAAAAAAACHc/npxoHPUMLGw/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-6150318423301840959</id><published>2010-11-17T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T20:16:03.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>Josh applied to an AEGD program and we found out last Monday he was accepted. We are going to Augusta, Georgia! We are so excited. What a relief to know where we will be going after graduation in June. Congrats Joshua ♥ I am so proud of you! We are so blessed. Thanks family and friends for your love and support. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR9sNSmvnI/AAAAAAAACHM/hzstJjmZhTA/s1600/DSCN0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR9sNSmvnI/AAAAAAAACHM/hzstJjmZhTA/s400/DSCN0688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540691640007966322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-6150318423301840959?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6150318423301840959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=6150318423301840959' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6150318423301840959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/6150318423301840959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR9sNSmvnI/AAAAAAAACHM/hzstJjmZhTA/s72-c/DSCN0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-1702615468492127747</id><published>2010-11-17T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T20:04:44.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Walk #2</title><content type='html'>We went on another walk a couple of weeks ago with the Jumps and Glassmans. It was great. Unfortunatly there had been a wind storm a week earlier and most of the leaves were blown away. It was nice to be outside and Highbanks Park is beautiful. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR1sGlNp1I/AAAAAAAACF8/ePK2RKBSsoY/s1600/DSCN0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR1sGlNp1I/AAAAAAAACF8/ePK2RKBSsoY/s400/DSCN0903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540682842113943378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't go anywhere without snacks. We had popcorn, peanut M&amp;Ms, and apples. (Apples that the guys break in perfect halves with their bare hands...so impressive)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR2OAdrAqI/AAAAAAAACGE/UHexFNU6MbQ/s1600/DSCN0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR2OAdrAqI/AAAAAAAACGE/UHexFNU6MbQ/s400/DSCN0893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540683424587252386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh, Devon, Whitney, Dave, Stephanie &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR66b-DUNI/AAAAAAAACG8/akLHPekMUxI/s1600/DSCN0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR66b-DUNI/AAAAAAAACG8/akLHPekMUxI/s400/DSCN0901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540688585931575506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Group Picture. (Mr. Bigz is somehow cut out. Sorry) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR7SuZB0bI/AAAAAAAACHE/u_IMlGEOUwA/s1600/DSCN0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR7SuZB0bI/AAAAAAAACHE/u_IMlGEOUwA/s400/DSCN0906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540689003193422258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR4V7IrUgI/AAAAAAAACGc/NGG5D2wlnlo/s1600/DSCN0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR4V7IrUgI/AAAAAAAACGc/NGG5D2wlnlo/s400/DSCN0908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540685759619224066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR4_9MueOI/AAAAAAAACGs/7J0rBiYMEyQ/s1600/DSCN0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR4_9MueOI/AAAAAAAACGs/7J0rBiYMEyQ/s400/DSCN0896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540686481727584482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR4rsl64uI/AAAAAAAACGk/UvPPw6XdsjM/s1600/DSCN0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR4rsl64uI/AAAAAAAACGk/UvPPw6XdsjM/s400/DSCN0894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540686133672469218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR5iA18BAI/AAAAAAAACG0/owwImG358P4/s1600/DSCN0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR5iA18BAI/AAAAAAAACG0/owwImG358P4/s400/DSCN0899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540687066821297154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-1702615468492127747?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1702615468492127747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=1702615468492127747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1702615468492127747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1702615468492127747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/11/autumn-walk-2.html' title='Autumn Walk #2'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TOR1sGlNp1I/AAAAAAAACF8/ePK2RKBSsoY/s72-c/DSCN0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2749599422889140978</id><published>2010-11-07T18:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:49:36.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"This Old Man..."</title><content type='html'>Josh turned the big &lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt; on Oct 18th. I was singing the song "This Old Man" to him the night before. I thought it was pretty funny. Josh had a great birthday, but let me tell you how my day started. I woke up at 4 a.m. after a very restless nights sleep. I "left" the house at 5 a.m. to go to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going straight to work, I sat in Josh's pickup and blew up balloons for 20minutes. In between light-headed spells, I finally got the front seat filled. Surprise #1- done.(I forgot the camera, but luckily Josh took a picture with his phone) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNcx5eNuxnI/AAAAAAAACD0/XKkx-YeosSU/s1600/10182010705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNcx5eNuxnI/AAAAAAAACD0/XKkx-YeosSU/s400/10182010705.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536949130308273778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now it was 5:30 a.m. and I was off to the OSU campus. I had made a few signs and had some balloons left over that I needed to put up. The only problem was that I didn't know if the school would be locked. I had to be prepared, so I snagged Josh's buck-id so I could swipe his card and get in if I needed to. I ended up not needing the card and I began hanging my signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the dental students have lockers in the basement of Postle Hall. I put the signs up in that area- where everyone would see them like bathroom doors, stair wells, on lockers, etc. I also decorated Josh's locker. Luckily we had just received some information in the mail from the Scooter Store- so Josh could start thinking about his motorized wheelchair. I opened that and also taped it to his locker. It was great. Surprise #2- done. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNczE1iJmLI/AAAAAAAACD8/sIb7-0etc6Q/s1600/10182010706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNczE1iJmLI/AAAAAAAACD8/sIb7-0etc6Q/s400/10182010706.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536950425058121906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, what did the signs say, you might ask? Josh was kind enough to take some down at the end of the day and brought them home. I made 2 different signs: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNczqfGVP3I/AAAAAAAACEE/f9djiS8CoR4/s1600/DSCN0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNczqfGVP3I/AAAAAAAACEE/f9djiS8CoR4/s400/DSCN0892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536951071870893938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and my personal favorite :) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc0DYOEQ4I/AAAAAAAACEM/4VkgsSbzFMw/s1600/DSCN0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc0DYOEQ4I/AAAAAAAACEM/4VkgsSbzFMw/s400/DSCN0890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536951499521016706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my decorating spree was done, I had to hurry back home and return Josh's ID card back in his bag. Yikes. I knew his alarm was set for 6:30- I made it back and luckily the front door opening, the dead bolt turning, and me squeaking my way up the stairs didn't wake him. (Maybe his 30 year old ears just couldn't hear!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work and just waited for his phone call, which I received just after 8:30 a.m. AAahhh! Success! I had to ask where he was, because I didn't want to blow his other surprise. He doesn't have cell reception at the school so I had to wait until the end of the day to hear from him about his locker &amp; halls at school. Hearing him tell about his day was hilarious. People he didn't even know were telling him "Happy Birthday". I was so excited. It made the lack of sleep worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to dinner with some friends at Chile Verde. It was delicious and we laughed as Josh told his version of his day at school. Here is Josh and Dave &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc14Q-nrAI/AAAAAAAACEU/_Z4q76iFQI4/s1600/DSCN0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc14Q-nrAI/AAAAAAAACEU/_Z4q76iFQI4/s400/DSCN0879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536953507621874690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie, Whitney, and Devon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc2N-WBjWI/AAAAAAAACEc/0wb7EQiX4OE/s1600/DSCN0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc2N-WBjWI/AAAAAAAACEc/0wb7EQiX4OE/s400/DSCN0880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536953880576888162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan was to go bowling after dinner. A Monday night at a Columbus bowling alley would be quiet, right? Wrong. I didn't call ahead so there was at least an hour wait. Bummer. So we went back to our house for cake &amp; ended up playing cards. (Since it was also my 1/2 birthday, I got to choose which card game we played :) ) I did cupcakes for his cake because we were supposed to be bowling and we wouldn't need plates, forks, etc. Not as cool when you eat it at home, but oh well. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc3MUXJdxI/AAAAAAAACEk/jWvLgOO6wWA/s1600/DSCN0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc3MUXJdxI/AAAAAAAACEk/jWvLgOO6wWA/s400/DSCN0888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536954951639070482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday boy and birthday cake...(the white cupcakes say 30- it is easier to see farther away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc3jW6qpUI/AAAAAAAACEs/zq8m1tjEXSM/s1600/DSCN0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc3jW6qpUI/AAAAAAAACEs/zq8m1tjEXSM/s400/DSCN0889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536955347461907778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighting ALL THOSE candles. Whew- what a task! (seriously. It was harder than it looks!) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc4LkHrzPI/AAAAAAAACE0/rSx49bEQNm8/s1600/DSCN0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc4LkHrzPI/AAAAAAAACE0/rSx49bEQNm8/s400/DSCN0884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536956038200937714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We all had such a great time. Thanks for being a great sport, enjoying your day, and for sharing your birthday with my 1/2 birthday :) ♥ You, Joshua!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-2749599422889140978?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2749599422889140978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=2749599422889140978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2749599422889140978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/2749599422889140978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-old-man.html' title='&quot;This Old Man...&quot;'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNcx5eNuxnI/AAAAAAAACD0/XKkx-YeosSU/s72-c/10182010705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-4208826093254451382</id><published>2010-11-07T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T19:12:24.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Walk #1</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we went on a Sunday walk with Jumps and Glassmans and Mr. Bigz. I love the fall here. The trees and leaves are absolutely beautiful. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc842fE1sI/AAAAAAAACE8/CJc0meQ_bp8/s1600/DSCN0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc842fE1sI/AAAAAAAACE8/CJc0meQ_bp8/s400/DSCN0876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536961214271510210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Devon try to climb a tree... I think. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc9XHPzoTI/AAAAAAAACFE/1p7aEkLDa9A/s1600/DSCN0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc9XHPzoTI/AAAAAAAACFE/1p7aEkLDa9A/s400/DSCN0866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536961734166946098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just talking a walk... The Jumps brought apples that they had picked the day before at Lynd's fruit farm. They were delicious. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc9zgVXSII/AAAAAAAACFM/X3KDO4ZHrsI/s1600/DSCN0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc9zgVXSII/AAAAAAAACFM/X3KDO4ZHrsI/s400/DSCN0870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962221937477762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Dave &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc-JTpH_jI/AAAAAAAACFU/H__WPsMrZT0/s1600/DSCN0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc-JTpH_jI/AAAAAAAACFU/H__WPsMrZT0/s400/DSCN0867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962596487822898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie and Whitney &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc-hcNzdlI/AAAAAAAACFc/Tg3dc86nqGY/s1600/DSCN0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc-hcNzdlI/AAAAAAAACFc/Tg3dc86nqGY/s400/DSCN0868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536963011106010706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave, Devon, Whitney, Josh &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc_EoTtAPI/AAAAAAAACFk/6jBhtiMk4qs/s1600/DSCN0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc_EoTtAPI/AAAAAAAACFk/6jBhtiMk4qs/s400/DSCN0874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536963615647400178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc_ZIofY5I/AAAAAAAACFs/BO8nAoSV3JM/s1600/DSCN0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc_ZIofY5I/AAAAAAAACFs/BO8nAoSV3JM/s400/DSCN0869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536963967921906578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc_43hFIbI/AAAAAAAACF0/18KV_2TuMmc/s1600/DSCN0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc_43hFIbI/AAAAAAAACF0/18KV_2TuMmc/s400/DSCN0877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536964513083236786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for a great time. We had dinner after our walk and it was fantastic. Too bad we missed out on the apple pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-4208826093254451382?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4208826093254451382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=4208826093254451382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4208826093254451382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/4208826093254451382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/11/autumn-walk-1.html' title='Autumn Walk #1'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TNc842fE1sI/AAAAAAAACE8/CJc0meQ_bp8/s72-c/DSCN0876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-7785793255973262556</id><published>2010-09-26T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:15:32.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O-H-I-O</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Josh and I went to the Ohio State game. The weather was absolutely perfect. We are also pretty excited about our seats. Josh told his parents the only bad thing about them is all the sweat from the players keeps hitting us. Okay, not really, but we had a great time. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_ey4G8GAI/AAAAAAAACDE/wzUi1djZdko/s1600/DSCN0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_ey4G8GAI/AAAAAAAACDE/wzUi1djZdko/s400/DSCN0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521376633815832578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can actually see the ball. And the players don't look like ants on the field. This is great! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_fNvX_u9I/AAAAAAAACDM/bQyXLwoqqCY/s1600/DSCN0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_fNvX_u9I/AAAAAAAACDM/bQyXLwoqqCY/s400/DSCN0842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521377095327923154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love watching the marching band. I want to be at the games on time so we can see them come out on the field before the game and I love the half-time show. Our seats aren't quite high enough to be able to see the shapes/designs that great, but it was still fun to watch.(We could always hike up to visit the Jumps and then we'd see the shapes...and everyone else in the stadium too) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_g7XMIEjI/AAAAAAAACDc/oOnC7TeYMSI/s1600/DSCN0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_g7XMIEjI/AAAAAAAACDc/oOnC7TeYMSI/s400/DSCN0838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521378978621297202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a handsome date! Woohoo. I ♥ you!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_hbLbsPpI/AAAAAAAACDk/gjH1O_u2ZeI/s1600/DSCN0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_hbLbsPpI/AAAAAAAACDk/gjH1O_u2ZeI/s400/DSCN0861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521379525221170834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-7785793255973262556?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7785793255973262556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=7785793255973262556' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7785793255973262556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/7785793255973262556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-h-i-o.html' title='O-H-I-O'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJ_ey4G8GAI/AAAAAAAACDE/wzUi1djZdko/s72-c/DSCN0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-1267203309475494426</id><published>2010-09-23T20:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:40:53.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A wedding, lessons learned, and some fun</title><content type='html'>We went to Utah last weekend for Jake &amp; Lyndsay's wedding. It was a beautiful day. They were married in the Logan temple. Congrats! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJvzCinwI6I/AAAAAAAACBk/jG5z8MMX63E/s1600/DSCN0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJvzCinwI6I/AAAAAAAACBk/jG5z8MMX63E/s400/DSCN0786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520272993251500962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside the temple. I just think it is beautiful. This is also where my parents were married. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv3kxhKtBI/AAAAAAAACCE/kjepFOxQtNs/s1600/DSCN0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv3kxhKtBI/AAAAAAAACCE/kjepFOxQtNs/s400/DSCN0782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520277979412476946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put Josh in charge of the camera and taking pictures. Unfortunately, so did his dad- and his camera is really nice- so our pictures are few, but oh well. Us at the reception in Tremonton. Josh was trying to be funny and wouldn't smile properly :( &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv079zcNrI/AAAAAAAACBs/d30Hkjvkvdw/s1600/DSCN0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv079zcNrI/AAAAAAAACBs/d30Hkjvkvdw/s400/DSCN0787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520275079312455346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in Utah, we had a great time with family and friends. We met up with the Dansies in Park City for dinner. We stayed at an awesome resort for 1 night and laughed until we cried as Lexie took a bubble bath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv1zQHya9I/AAAAAAAACB0/-1N6gJ87t3M/s1600/DSCN0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv1zQHya9I/AAAAAAAACB0/-1N6gJ87t3M/s400/DSCN0767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520276029122440146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh turned on the jets in the tub and then gave her the sample size of shampoo to play with. She promptly opened the shampoo and her bath before bedtime turned into the ultimate bubble bath. It was hilarious! Thanks Uncle Josh! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv22lktt8I/AAAAAAAACB8/8AWUeYLaazs/s1600/DSCN0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv22lktt8I/AAAAAAAACB8/8AWUeYLaazs/s400/DSCN0777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520277185932146626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked and walked around the outlet malls. Whew, it makes me tired just thinking about it. Josh had an interview at U of U, then we all drove to Tremonton. While there, we learned that Tylenol p.m. is called p.m. for a reason. It probably isn't wise to have a bottle in the car, or to just take Tylenol without reading the label...all of it. And not wise to take more than 1. Oh well. Now we know. At least it got rid of the pounding headache and we learned our lesson before the wedding, instead of during. :) &lt;br /&gt;The day before we flew back home, we went to Lagoon. I haven't been on a roller coaster for over 7 years. I still love them. I scream and laugh. Josh still gets sick, and can't go on them over and over. Bummer. Here we are standing in line. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv6qplyvaI/AAAAAAAACCM/sdmMko-cZZE/s1600/DSCN0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv6qplyvaI/AAAAAAAACCM/sdmMko-cZZE/s400/DSCN0790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520281378898492834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone soaking wet after riding rattlesnake rapids. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv7P6yxEmI/AAAAAAAACCU/Z6ncqcDjoEc/s1600/DSCN0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv7P6yxEmI/AAAAAAAACCU/Z6ncqcDjoEc/s400/DSCN0798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520282019171471970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenn convincing Josh and Trent that they won't get sick on the ride and it will be a lot of fun and exciting. Blaine wasn't as hard to convince, but it doesn't really look that way in the picture. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv8d3kUqpI/AAAAAAAACCc/68yv99q1U8A/s1600/DSCN0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv8d3kUqpI/AAAAAAAACCc/68yv99q1U8A/s400/DSCN0806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520283358335380114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for the last ride of the night...until we discovered the bumper cars. :) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv9RsqbHuI/AAAAAAAACCk/l9COBEQGULg/s1600/DSCN0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv9RsqbHuI/AAAAAAAACCk/l9COBEQGULg/s400/DSCN0823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520284248761376482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bumper cars were so much fun. Josh, Trent, Jenn, and I had a blast...over and over and over. We didn't even get in trouble for running instead of walking. Oh, and when the 3 of us couldn't find Josh in the crowd of children, Jenn saw him and was able to ram him just in time. Whew! It was great. Josh went on the carousel with Bryan, Mindy, Kayson, CJ, Kristie, and Lexie. (I get dizzy just thinking about it- I would rather ride a roller coaster) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJwACQmHr0I/AAAAAAAACC8/_F5PvYJ7Gaw/s1600/DSCN0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJwACQmHr0I/AAAAAAAACC8/_F5PvYJ7Gaw/s400/DSCN0814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520287282063978306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv_c78ToGI/AAAAAAAACC0/wFDFoXDMNlQ/s1600/DSCN0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv_c78ToGI/AAAAAAAACC0/wFDFoXDMNlQ/s400/DSCN0812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520286640864731234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv-l75K97I/AAAAAAAACCs/icsw18Now48/s1600/DSCN0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJv-l75K97I/AAAAAAAACCs/icsw18Now48/s400/DSCN0810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520285695958775730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a quick little trip, but we had a great time. We had an EARLY flight home, but we made it. Thanks everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-1267203309475494426?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1267203309475494426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=1267203309475494426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1267203309475494426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1267203309475494426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/09/wedding-few-lessons-learned-and-some.html' title='A wedding, lessons learned, and some fun'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TJvzCinwI6I/AAAAAAAACBk/jG5z8MMX63E/s72-c/DSCN0786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-1914321071134432279</id><published>2010-09-12T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T15:57:08.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>13.1</title><content type='html'>I ran the Soaring Eagle 1/2 marathon in Bowling Green, Ohio last weekend. We left our house at 4:30 a.m. to be there just after 7. The run started at 8 a.m. This was my first time doing anything like this and I was so nervous. Here are some pictures (kinda scary, I know). Before the race: Bassetts with Krystal and Josh. Ben also ran the race. He had ridden in the pelotonia ride with Josh 2 weeks before. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0mzcLlGJI/AAAAAAAACAc/yBRkW6gqEH0/s1600/DSCN0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0mzcLlGJI/AAAAAAAACAc/yBRkW6gqEH0/s400/DSCN0739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516107783778670738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to go... or at least pretending to be :) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0oKkfJXAI/AAAAAAAACAk/UO3r-AYHS8o/s1600/DSCN0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0oKkfJXAI/AAAAAAAACAk/UO3r-AYHS8o/s400/DSCN0744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516109280656841730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My plan was to run the first hopefully 5 miles without the headphones, and then listen to music the rest of the way. Then I met Leisy. We were at BYU-Idaho at the same time. I even graduated from high school with her cousin. What a small world. We chatted for miles and miles. Ben ran with us part of the way too. It was great and the time went by so much faster than if I was running alone. Ben, Leisy, and Krystal &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0pfSRTPqI/AAAAAAAACAs/N0YqsF-0grs/s1600/IMG_3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0pfSRTPqI/AAAAAAAACAs/N0YqsF-0grs/s400/IMG_3039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516110736055811746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0qr7Tij3I/AAAAAAAACA0/CRO3F_kULRE/s1600/IMG_3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0qr7Tij3I/AAAAAAAACA0/CRO3F_kULRE/s400/IMG_3044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516112052741115762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a cool fall-like day. Perfect for running. Until the rain started. I got a little cold, but it was great. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0ramwQpuI/AAAAAAAACA8/PjMi5gWP9T8/s1600/IMG_3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0ramwQpuI/AAAAAAAACA8/PjMi5gWP9T8/s400/IMG_3059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516112854678284002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Towards the end of the race the sun came out and it was a beautiful day. Bowling Green is a cute little town. I never mastered the art of running and drinking at the same time. Yikes. The first time I tried, I about choked. :) I ended up running the last few miles alone. I slowed down quite a bit, but I finished. I was so exited and relieved and exhausted. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0ts3Am6NI/AAAAAAAACBE/1QGCAGROrFY/s1600/IMG_3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0ts3Am6NI/AAAAAAAACBE/1QGCAGROrFY/s400/IMG_3112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516115367302719698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish time. Yay! Under 2 hours! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0uTwtxbyI/AAAAAAAACBM/bj9MWtM0yCE/s1600/IMG_3117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0uTwtxbyI/AAAAAAAACBM/bj9MWtM0yCE/s400/IMG_3117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516116035628003106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Krystal and Leisy &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0u8GccAhI/AAAAAAAACBU/Kq_e01jknqU/s1600/DSCN0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0u8GccAhI/AAAAAAAACBU/Kq_e01jknqU/s400/DSCN0759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516116728655643154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Krystal &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0vcJs1fKI/AAAAAAAACBc/tSNEKAxLWhQ/s1600/DSCN0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0vcJs1fKI/AAAAAAAACBc/tSNEKAxLWhQ/s400/DSCN0760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516117279285542050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't wait to do another one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7235589775350810015-1914321071134432279?l=joshandkrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1914321071134432279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7235589775350810015&amp;postID=1914321071134432279' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1914321071134432279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7235589775350810015/posts/default/1914321071134432279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshandkrystal.blogspot.com/2010/09/131.html' title='13.1'/><author><name>Josh and Krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/SIpBQGSyLLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9jjH8PSBuk4/S220/DSCN1381.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/TI0mzcLlGJI/AAAAAAAACAc/yBRkW6gqEH0/s72-c/DSCN0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235589775350810015.post-2058741776443717949</id><published>2010-08-28T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:30:27.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike"</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, Josh rode in the 102 mile Pelotonia ride to raise money for cancer research. Friday night he was invited to bring a guest to a buffet dinner and concert. He was so lucky to have me as his guest! We had a great time, the food, the company, and weather were great. Some random pictures of the night. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THcX0degkkI/AAAAAAAAB-E/x2aTwxmjGeo/s1600/DSCN0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THcX0degkkI/AAAAAAAAB-E/x2aTwxmjGeo/s400/DSCN0687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509898859144319554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh, Tyler, and Ben &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhDkVFGL0I/AAAAAAAAB-M/BCVejQwHafM/s1600/DSCN0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhDkVFGL0I/AAAAAAAAB-M/BCVejQwHafM/s400/DSCN0681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510228435500674882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us: Krystal, Josh, Tyler, Sunni, Ben, Kasey &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhEH9VeFLI/AAAAAAAAB-U/DvejDkcLgk0/s1600/DSCN0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhEH9VeFLI/AAAAAAAAB-U/DvejDkcLgk0/s400/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510229047602189490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the Counting Crows concert. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhFfeJpAyI/AAAAAAAAB-c/ok_LrgtOI4w/s1600/DSCN0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhFfeJpAyI/AAAAAAAAB-c/ok_LrgtOI4w/s400/DSCN0701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510230551059563298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were booths and vendors set up. We managed to get a little milkshake, chocolate milk, Popsicles, smoothies, cookies, water bottles, biker socks, and a wrist band. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhJvD4HWcI/AAAAAAAAB-k/6DEkXqA3VaM/s1600/DSCN0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THhJvD4HWcI/AAAAAAAAB-k/6DEkXqA3VaM/s400/DSCN0692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510235216931150274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnDejndlcI/AAAAAAAAB-s/-gwEnKBNYas/s1600/DSCN0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnDejndlcI/AAAAAAAAB-s/-gwEnKBNYas/s400/DSCN0699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510650548788762050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnEAyJxLdI/AAAAAAAAB-0/a0KLIio7uBc/s1600/DSCN0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnEAyJxLdI/AAAAAAAAB-0/a0KLIio7uBc/s400/DSCN0698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510651136806301138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to take Josh, Tyler, Ben, and Henry to begin their 102 mile ride. We left our house just after 5:30 a.m. There were over 4000 bikers doing this ride. There were different lengths: 23 miles, 50 miles, 102 miles, and 182 miles. About 2000 of them were going 102 miles to Athens, Ohio. Out of those 2000, just less than half were riding another 80 miles the next day. Here are some pictures from 6 a.m. So bright eyed and ready to go! (Okay, and a little nervous too) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnFQzDbX7I/AAAAAAAAB-8/g-wYN8XOySM/s1600/DSCN0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnFQzDbX7I/AAAAAAAAB-8/g-wYN8XOySM/s400/DSCN0715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510652511437676466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their was a group of dental students and 2 professors that rode. Here are a couple pictures of their group. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnGMGIEpfI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ZrZjfiydwsQ/s1600/DSCN0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4sSp0q-PPE/THnGMGIEpfI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ZrZjfiydwsQ/s400/DSCN0711.JPG" border="0
