<?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-8052015382455051404</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:22:50.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MANLEY</title><subtitle type='html'>BRADY - MELINDA - JOSH - SANDY - KALEB - ELLIE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-7697551343711823404</id><published>2009-05-22T10:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:10:58.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie &amp; Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ShbOfQXRTgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GAt6Fxxymxg/s1600-h/Ellie+n+Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ShbOfQXRTgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GAt6Fxxymxg/s400/Ellie+n+Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338681444658138626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-7697551343711823404?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7697551343711823404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=7697551343711823404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7697551343711823404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7697551343711823404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/ellie-mama.html' title='Ellie &amp; Mama'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ShbOfQXRTgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GAt6Fxxymxg/s72-c/Ellie+n+Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-602676608102486614</id><published>2009-04-27T11:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:00:24.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Jeep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SfXy6wKGJuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2GezJjEsYSk/s1600-h/My+Jeep%21.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SfXy6wKGJuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2GezJjEsYSk/s400/My+Jeep%21.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329432825236432610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I bought a Jeep and I'm so excited!  It was a long task sorting through everything that's for sale out there but Brady helped me. . . It needs a little work, but not a ton.  I'll need to buy a hard top for it before winter but other than that, just new seat cushions, petty stuff.  I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-602676608102486614?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ksl.com/index.php?sid=&amp;nid=443&amp;tab=list/view&amp;ad=1243957' title='My Jeep!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/602676608102486614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=602676608102486614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/602676608102486614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/602676608102486614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-jeep.html' title='My Jeep!'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SfXy6wKGJuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2GezJjEsYSk/s72-c/My+Jeep%21.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-2664926569572509294</id><published>2009-04-07T08:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:03:29.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mayan - Ellie's Favorite Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ShbMfRIulfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Z8RTsXOvIAg/s1600-h/Ellie+%40+The+Mayan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ShbMfRIulfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Z8RTsXOvIAg/s400/Ellie+%40+The+Mayan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338679245842322930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took Ellie to The Mayan restaurant on Friday for our date.  It's her favorite place on earth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-2664926569572509294?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.themayan.com/' title='The Mayan - Ellie&apos;s Favorite Restaurant'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2664926569572509294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=2664926569572509294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2664926569572509294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2664926569572509294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/mayan-ellies-favorite-restaurant.html' title='The Mayan - Ellie&apos;s Favorite Restaurant'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ShbMfRIulfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Z8RTsXOvIAg/s72-c/Ellie+%40+The+Mayan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-9066006269234415820</id><published>2009-03-25T18:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:03:52.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ScrJhCE8yII/AAAAAAAAAJs/H8WWvtoG6Hk/s1600-h/The+Homestead+Crater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 567px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ScrJhCE8yII/AAAAAAAAAJs/H8WWvtoG6Hk/s400/The+Homestead+Crater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283879394789506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brady and I celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary Sunday and Monday.  He took me to The Homesteads Bed &amp;amp; Breakfast in Midway.  We stayed in The Cottage Room.  We ate dinner Sunday night in Park City at La Casita.  We went back to Midway and sat in the hot tub while the rain sprinkled.  Then we went back to our room and settled in to watch Must Love Dogs.  What a darling movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The next morning, we ate breakfast at Fanny's Grill and put on our swimsuits to go for a scuba diving experience in the crater.   The Crater began forming about 10,000 years ago. Water from snow melting on the        Wasatch Mountains seeped deep within the earth. Two miles below the surface, the        earth's interior heated the water and sent it skyward. As it percolated upward, it        picked up minerals and they eventually formed the beehive shaped limestone deposit        called the Homestead Crater.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;      The hole at the top of the dome lets in sunlight and fresh air while the interior        stays heated by the mineral water. Below the surface divers can descend 55 feet into        the hour glass shaped depths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DID IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I dared to get into the water, put on all this garbage and allowed myself to sink down 20 feet holding on to a rope.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What an experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-9066006269234415820?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9066006269234415820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=9066006269234415820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/9066006269234415820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/9066006269234415820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/7th-wedding-anniversary.html' title='7th Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/ScrJhCE8yII/AAAAAAAAAJs/H8WWvtoG6Hk/s72-c/The+Homestead+Crater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-7236586354887326398</id><published>2009-03-25T18:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:04:09.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Socket</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I thought everything was going great with my wisdom tooth being pulled. . . boy, was I wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I developed dry socket almost immediately, and I've been suffering for nine days now.  The doctor has packed it with clove oil gauze (which he removed yesterday), numbed my mouth, put me on an antibiotic, numbed half of my face for half the day so it wasn't so painful, put me on Lortab (hydrocodone) and 800 mg of ibuprofen three times a day.  This is a nightmare.  Last night was the worst night, so far.  I took one of Brady's super strength Percocet (oxycodone) and it only kinda pushed the pain to the background, somewhat, but it never fully subsided.  I took four iboprofen and two Tylenol PM's after flushing my socket and waited for the pain to go away so I could sleep.  I woke up pain free, but it has returned, as expected.  I wish this week of pain was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-7236586354887326398?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7236586354887326398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=7236586354887326398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7236586354887326398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7236586354887326398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/dry-socket.html' title='Dry Socket'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-4164756967466667460</id><published>2009-03-17T09:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:04:35.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had my wisdom tooth pulled yesterday.  It was very random . . . I was getting two old silver fillings replaced and Steve asked if I wanted anything else done while my mouth was numb.  Then he kinda suggested it would be a good time to go ahead an pull that bothersome wisdom tooth.  I texted Brady who said I should do it, and I did!  Today is the day after, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel fine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No swelling.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been trying to find a picture online of how my wisdom tooth was kinda wedged in by my other molar.  This wasn't a traditional impaction of a wisdom tooth.  It was actually wedged under my other tooth like it came from the front instead of the back.  Crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My teeth now look gorgeous.  I need one implant tooth and need one more silver filling changed to white.  It's a good day.  I'd been dreading losing my wisdom teeth, but only have one to go and I know I can do it.  I know I'll be fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Also, I just thought I'd let everyone know that the tooth fairy exists!  He sent me to get my hair done after I had my tooth pulled!  I had been a brunette for about four months and was going through endless misery, but going blond again has really lifted my spirits! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU, BRADY *!@*!- I mean TOOTH FAIRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-4164756967466667460?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4164756967466667460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=4164756967466667460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/4164756967466667460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/4164756967466667460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-had-my-wisdom-tooth-pulled-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-8022290855848804267</id><published>2009-03-17T08:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:04:56.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver City, Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A couple of weeks ago we were hanging around the house . . . being bored . . . so we decided to take a drive.  On our way to the old mining town, Eureka, I looked up other ghost towns in the area.  We kept travelling through Eureka and found a little place called Silver City.  There was a massive foundation there that I later discovered was once a power plant.  It was so very interesting, and only about an hour's drive from where we live.  It was fun getting out of the house and wandering around a place that once thrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please see the links I've attached.  They show pictures of the place we visited.  I wish I would have gotten more pictures of our family running around the old power plant foundation - scratching our heads trying to figure out what it used to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-8022290855848804267?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://utahghosttowns.com/silver_city/gallery/page1.htm' title='Silver City, Utah'/><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://utahghosttowns.com/silver_city/gallery/page1.htm' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.ghosttowns.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8022290855848804267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=8022290855848804267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8022290855848804267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8022290855848804267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/silver-city-utah.html' title='Silver City, Utah'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-3429446061429487130</id><published>2009-01-13T19:36:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:05:14.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady &amp; Melinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290973333070617058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SW1QNrG9GeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iflw8B3n-j8/s400/End+of+2008+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brady's appointment with his surgeon is this Wednesday.  He will be scheduled to have the plate on the bottom of his wrist removed the following Tuesday, January 27th.  Yes . . . more surgery.  I'm hopeful that his recovery will not be as traumatic this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-3429446061429487130?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3429446061429487130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=3429446061429487130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/3429446061429487130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/3429446061429487130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/brady-melinda.html' title='Brady &amp; Melinda'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SW1QNrG9GeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iflw8B3n-j8/s72-c/End+of+2008+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-8732288290367527836</id><published>2009-01-06T08:37:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:05:30.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 11th Birthday, Sandy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SW1RrIud_2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/g-mZH7G99Ls/s1600-h/End+of+2008+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290974938748813154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SW1RrIud_2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/g-mZH7G99Ls/s400/End+of+2008+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SW1RquRM-2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/WBo8lKsWdZU/s1600-h/End+of+2008+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290974931646741346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SW1RquRM-2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/WBo8lKsWdZU/s400/End+of+2008+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SWN64KbUeII/AAAAAAAAAIU/7CUWfJQfF-o/s1600-h/Halloween+Wig+Sandy.aspx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-8732288290367527836?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8732288290367527836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=8732288290367527836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8732288290367527836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8732288290367527836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Happy 11th Birthday, Sandy!'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SW1RrIud_2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/g-mZH7G99Ls/s72-c/End+of+2008+134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-1019488421928207026</id><published>2008-12-05T08:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:06:51.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brady is at home today recovering from his second surgery.  Dr. MacArthur performed the surgery yesderday, December 4th, which lasted about one hour.  He attached a plate with two screws to the top of Brady's radius and relieved the carpal tunnel with another incision.  He didn't have a block this time, and was instead given general anesthesia.  Recovery is not as pleasant this time, even though last week was hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-1019488421928207026?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1019488421928207026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=1019488421928207026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/1019488421928207026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/1019488421928207026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/brady-is-at-home-today-recovering-from.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-2121084329018845961</id><published>2008-12-02T09:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:07:16.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brady went to his doctor for his first follow-up appointment since surgery last Tuesday (November 25th).  The doctor loved how his foot looked . . . it's healing beautifully.  His wrist, however, was another story.  He immediately scheduled Brady for a second surgery this Thursday, December 4th at 7:00 a.m.  We'll need to be at the hospital by 6:00 a.m. for surgery prep and he'll have the bottom side of his wrist operated on.  The operation will be similar to the first - a plate with pins on the bottom side to match the plate and pins on the top.  Poor guy.  He was hoping he was on his way to recovery and this'll further delay him.  He's not one to lie down and give up but these things have a way of tetting you down even if you don't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-2121084329018845961?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2121084329018845961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=2121084329018845961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2121084329018845961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2121084329018845961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/brady-went-to-his-doctor-for-his-first.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-8044925256212097613</id><published>2008-12-02T08:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:17:14.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/STVfp20dPpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y7LsrPzXwv8/s1600-h/Brady+Aftermath+%26+Late+SummerFall+2008+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/STVX8JadN4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JlKbV23RfDs/s320/Brady+Aftermath+%26+Late+SummerFall+2008+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275219229365057410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-8044925256212097613?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8044925256212097613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=8044925256212097613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8044925256212097613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8044925256212097613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/STVfp20dPpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Y7LsrPzXwv8/s72-c/Brady+Aftermath+%26+Late+SummerFall+2008+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-6403932602364960096</id><published>2008-11-25T08:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:07:48.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BROKEN BRADY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brady fell yesterday from a main floor into a basement shattering his wrist and breaking his ankle.  He's in surgery this morning getting a metal plate and pins in his wrist.  I'll keep this updated.  Yikes.  Scary times. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-6403932602364960096?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6403932602364960096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=6403932602364960096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/6403932602364960096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/6403932602364960096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken-brady.html' title='BROKEN BRADY'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-7639620524177122728</id><published>2008-10-15T18:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:08:21.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I went to Hee Haw's with Sandy's class today and was a chaperone over this group of kids.  It was a lot of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaQAs8bOgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bReX16ioC1w/s1600-h/DSCI0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaQAs8bOgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bReX16ioC1w/s320/DSCI0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257547956740635138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaP_6k0nCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PlzsEAQbBrk/s1600-h/DSCI0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaP_6k0nCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PlzsEAQbBrk/s320/DSCI0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257547943219862562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaQBOdP8BI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xs1HWNsXMmg/s1600-h/DSCI0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaQBOdP8BI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xs1HWNsXMmg/s320/DSCI0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257547965736677394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaQBULjFII/AAAAAAAAAGU/gMY4CpfZmog/s1600-h/DSCI0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaQBULjFII/AAAAAAAAAGU/gMY4CpfZmog/s320/DSCI0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257547967273047170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-7639620524177122728?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7639620524177122728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=7639620524177122728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7639620524177122728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7639620524177122728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-to-hee-haws-with-sandys-class.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaQAs8bOgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bReX16ioC1w/s72-c/DSCI0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-7523520299929410427</id><published>2008-10-15T18:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:08:39.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaOytuXVZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pJPfqkuqG1g/s1600-h/DSCI0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaOytuXVZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pJPfqkuqG1g/s320/DSCI0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257546616920298898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaOPHRCcII/AAAAAAAAAFk/DqO2-U6WXfA/s1600-h/DSCI0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaOPHRCcII/AAAAAAAAAFk/DqO2-U6WXfA/s320/DSCI0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257546005301325954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My kids were so proud this Sunday.  They built crazy towers.  They thought they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;invented &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;towers! Ha ha!  I didn't have the heart to tell 'em they've been around forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-7523520299929410427?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7523520299929410427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=7523520299929410427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7523520299929410427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7523520299929410427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-kids-were-so-proud-this-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SPaOytuXVZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pJPfqkuqG1g/s72-c/DSCI0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-7342931061796146811</id><published>2008-10-08T11:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:41:27.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abscessed Tooth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SOzvtUoD01I/AAAAAAAAAFc/CHbSSOrEYxM/s1600-h/Tooth+Fairy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SOzvtUoD01I/AAAAAAAAAFc/CHbSSOrEYxM/s320/Tooth+Fairy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254838427144409938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ellie has an abscessed tooth.  She has an appointment to have it pulled on October 24th.   It looks like she will be getting her first visit from the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tooth fairy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ first I thought she had a bad tooth from my bad parenting.  But the dentist said it was a cavity under a filling she had done May 21st at "Mr. Flick's."  He explained that medium sized fillings are risky because they may be fine with a large filling, but more often need a root canal.  He said, unfortunately, that sometimes dentists fill hoping that's all it'll need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's going to need lots of other work, too.  She'll have a couple of crowns and more fillings.  She has some cavities on her front teeth from drinking a bottle for so long, but he's just going to leave them alone.  She'll be losing those teeth soon enough and he thought it would be a waste of our money to cap them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRETTY BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; HAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MY WEAK TEETH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;! :(  Grrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-7342931061796146811?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7342931061796146811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=7342931061796146811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7342931061796146811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7342931061796146811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/abscessed-tooth.html' title='Abscessed Tooth!'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SOzvtUoD01I/AAAAAAAAAFc/CHbSSOrEYxM/s72-c/Tooth+Fairy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-8373908271654496000</id><published>2008-10-06T08:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:41:41.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK, WORK, WORK (And a sick 4-year old)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm at work every morning this week at 8 AM!  That was not an exclamation for excitement. . . I'm upset.  Ellie was awake all night last night crying about her tooth.  I kept Sandy home from school today to stay with Ellie because I didn't want to freak out her teacher @ preschool.  Sandy called me and said Ellie woke up in a great mood with a big smile on her face.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a relief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I'm off today at 12:30 and then I'll be home.  I'll be taking Sandy to pick up her homework assignments for the week so we can get started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-8373908271654496000?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8373908271654496000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=8373908271654496000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8373908271654496000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8373908271654496000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/work-work-work-and-sick-4-year-old.html' title='WORK, WORK, WORK (And a sick 4-year old)'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-2983031505254010642</id><published>2008-10-02T11:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:42:14.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SOUJKvK2nkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NTAvFkLKhto/s1600-h/Bridalveil+Falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SOUJKvK2nkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NTAvFkLKhto/s320/Bridalveil+Falls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252614620462882370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Our family drove up Provo Canyon last night to Nunn's Park.  We walked on the beautiful trail up past the upper falls and back down again.  I love it up there.  The weather was crisp and cool.  We watched a mountain goat roam around by the falls disappearing in and out of the trees seen a little more than half way up in the picture.  I'd like to go walking up there often until its too cold.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-2983031505254010642?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2983031505254010642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=2983031505254010642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2983031505254010642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2983031505254010642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-family-drove-up-provo-canyon-last.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SOUJKvK2nkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NTAvFkLKhto/s72-c/Bridalveil+Falls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-4260921476239235908</id><published>2008-09-26T09:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:40:11.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Women friends can be one of the most valuable assets another woman can have because they help us cope with gravity, other relationships and our world when it seems to be falling apart at the seams.  Women do lunch, the Macarena and the impossible.  Women friends help women lower blood pressure, cholesterol and heart rates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Women friends are like hitting all green lights on the way to work, being in the fastest line in the grocery store, or seeing an old rival who doesn't look half as good as you do and jeans that really fit.  Because women friends are tailor made for our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Women friends help us laugh at being dysfunctional, obsessive compulsive, and neurotic, because, basically, they are too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Women friends being us joy, happiness and laughter.  Friends soothe, calm and help us find peace.  Friends help make us happy, strong, humble, human, glowing, growing and live a wonderful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends help make long days seem shorter, put a smile on our face in the most grave situations, and help us believe almost anything is possible.  We get by with a little help from our friends.  They are both silver and gold.  Good friends are here today and here tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There is nothing better than a good friend - unless it is a good friend with chocolate.  There is wonder and jou in having and being a friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-4260921476239235908?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4260921476239235908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=4260921476239235908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/4260921476239235908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/4260921476239235908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/women-friends-can-be-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-2420641204760519883</id><published>2008-09-25T09:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:43:10.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNuxTDOglnI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q_2hZk0OMTo/s1600-h/New+Truck.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNuxTDOglnI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q_2hZk0OMTo/s400/New+Truck.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249984731472238194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;K.  So I bawled and complained about having another PAYMENT, but our payment's only gonna be $300 and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE THIS TRUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I'm not a dude, but I love this truck.  Wow. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its a Chevy Silverado 3/4 Ton Crew Cab Diesel.  SPOTLESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did I say wow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-2420641204760519883?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2420641204760519883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=2420641204760519883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2420641204760519883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2420641204760519883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/k_25.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNuxTDOglnI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q_2hZk0OMTo/s72-c/New+Truck.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-1279106379273725916</id><published>2008-09-24T10:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:43:26.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNpkjpwD8hI/AAAAAAAAADM/EilO5s2dmEE/s1600-h/Chevy+Truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 64px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNpkjpwD8hI/AAAAAAAAADM/EilO5s2dmEE/s400/Chevy+Truck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249618879319372306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brady bought a truck today and I have serious issues with it that I can't even discuss with him.  I thought I went to work for extra money, but with payments on this truck, we won't have two cents to rub together.  He acts like it shouldn't affect me, but I don't see how it won't.  Inflation is bringing the value of the American dollar down every minute I'm spending at work while my income stays the same.  I'm already spread so thin I can't breathe, and he just went and bought a new truck.  I can't even talk to him.  I'll yell, and I don't wanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-1279106379273725916?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1279106379273725916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=1279106379273725916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/1279106379273725916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/1279106379273725916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/brady-bought-truck-today-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNpkjpwD8hI/AAAAAAAAADM/EilO5s2dmEE/s72-c/Chevy+Truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-2845692404741810085</id><published>2008-09-24T09:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:43:46.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNpdjJ_NCqI/AAAAAAAAADE/Oo1QphwxR14/s1600-h/Smashed+Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNpdjJ_NCqI/AAAAAAAAADE/Oo1QphwxR14/s400/Smashed+Hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249611174211553954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;K.  The "former homeowner" came to aerate my lawn yesterday.  He needed to take the aerater through our garage and there was a ping pong table (folded up) in the way.  He grabbed onto it to move it out of the way and it opened up ON HIS HAND!  I didn't realize for like 8 seconds until he kinda mumbled uhhhhh . . . I turned and lifted the half of the table off his hand.  He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasn't upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!  He finished aerating and then asked if he could come in and clean up his hand.  I'd already gotten out cotton balls, rubbing alcohol, Neosporin and band-aids.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YIKES!  DOUBLE YIKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-2845692404741810085?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2845692404741810085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=2845692404741810085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2845692404741810085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2845692404741810085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/k.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNpdjJ_NCqI/AAAAAAAAADE/Oo1QphwxR14/s72-c/Smashed+Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-1381817382486078571</id><published>2008-09-23T13:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:44:06.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BEWARE: THE FORMER HOMEOWNER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The strangest thing has now happened to me . . . TWICE!  Friday this girl and her friend (WHAT WERE THEIR NAMES?!) came over while Brady and I were trying to leave for work and blew through the house to see how it had been remodeled.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;S - T - R - A - N - G - E . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and then yesterday, this  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GUY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shows up telling me my lawn needed to be aerated.  He added (within the same breadth) that he used to live in our house and asked if he could come in to see how it looked.  He stayed for like HALF AN HOUR talking to my kids, walking around and watching me cook apple cobbler.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; At church on Sunday, my neighbor said their mother died from a drug overdose years ago and - feeling sorry for him - I told him he could come today to aerate.  Brady thought it was fine . . . an unusual reaction for my husband . . . and when I get home our lawn will be aerated with a bill on our door.  Even more weird:  this guy's name is Will who called my cell phone four days after we moved in the house asking WAY BACK THEN if he could walk through our house.  He'd gotten my number from our dog run for sale in our front yard.  I don't know how to feel about this other than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CRAZED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!  I'm pretty sure "the sister" won't be back but Will acted like he was right at home.  I hope he doesn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; to make his visits a habit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YIKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-1381817382486078571?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1381817382486078571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=1381817382486078571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/1381817382486078571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/1381817382486078571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/beware-former-homeowner.html' title='BEWARE: THE FORMER HOMEOWNER'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-4597894321720465100</id><published>2008-09-23T11:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:44:20.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNk7kmNuMMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-UiGdW4EY00/s1600-h/Basic+Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNk7kmNuMMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-UiGdW4EY00/s400/Basic+Food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249292340596453570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grocery Shopping is OUT OF CONTROL!  I get home from shopping and instead of being hungry, I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; about how much money I've just spent!  My grocery list helps me spend less, somewhat . . . But I still cringe when I go to the store to witness that prices have gone up, up, up yet again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-4597894321720465100?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4597894321720465100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=4597894321720465100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/4597894321720465100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/4597894321720465100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/grocery-shopping.html' title='Grocery Shopping'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNk7kmNuMMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-UiGdW4EY00/s72-c/Basic+Food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-102050188491236887</id><published>2008-09-23T11:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:44:38.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Kill a Mockingbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNkr-VC_oDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UCow-oao4SE/s1600-h/To+Kill+a+Mockingbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNkr-VC_oDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UCow-oao4SE/s400/To+Kill+a+Mockingbird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249275190478610482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are my favorite quotes from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Currently My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand.  It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what.  You rarely win, but sometimes you do.    - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atticus to Jem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because I could never ask you to mind me again.  Scout, simply by the nature of the work, every lawyer gets at least one case in his lifetime that affects him personally.  This one’s mine, I guess.  You might hear some ugly talk about it at school, but do one thing for me if you will:  you just hold your head high and keep those fists down.  No matter what anybody says to you, don’t you let ‘em get your goat.  Try fighting with your head for a change . . .  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atticus to Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I meant was, if Atticus Finch drank until he was drunk he wouldn’t be as hard as some men are at their best.  There are just some kind of men who-who’re so busy worrying about the next world they’ve never learned to live in this one, and you can look down the street and see the results. -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss Maudie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Atticus said to Jem, “I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but I know you’ll go after birds.  Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” That was the only time I ever hear Atticus say it was a sin to do something, and I asked Miss Maudie about it.  “You’re father’s right,” she said.  “Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy.  They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us.  That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”   - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The witnesses for the state.have presented themselves to you gentlemen, to this court, in the cynical confidence that their testimony would not be doubted, confident that you gentlemen would go along with them on the assumption-the evil assumption-that all Negroes lie, that all Negroes are basically immoral beings, that all Negro men are not to be trusted around our women, an assumption one associates with minds of their caliber.  Which, gentlemen, we know is in itself a lie as black as Tom Robinson’s skin, a lie I do not have to point out to you.  You know the truth, the truth is this: some Negroes lie, some Negroes are immoral, some Negro men cannot be trusted around women, black or white.  But this is a truth that applies to the human race and to no particular race of men.   - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atticus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They’re certainly entitled to think that, and they’re entitled to full respect for their opinions,” said Atticus, “but before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself.  The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.   - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atticus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As you grow older, you’ll see white men cheat black men every day of your life, but let me tell you something and don’t you forget it-whenever a white man does that to a black man, no matter who he is, how rich he is, or how fine a family he comes from, that white man is trash.  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atticus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If there’s just one kind of folks, why can’t they get along with each other? If they’re all alike, why do they go out of their way to despise each other? Scout, I think I’m beginning to understand something.  I think I’m beginning to understand why Boo Radley’s stayed shut up in the house all this time.  It’s because he wants to stay inside.  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jem to Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When a child asks you something, answer him, for goodness’ sake.  But don’t make a production of it.  Children are children, but they can spot an evasion quicker than adults, and evasion simply muddles ‘em.    - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atticus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view–until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.   -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atticus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.   - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are too young to understand it … but sometimes the Bible in the hand of one man is worse than a whiskey bottle in the hand of–oh, of your father.   - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss Maudie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-102050188491236887?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/102050188491236887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=102050188491236887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/102050188491236887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/102050188491236887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-kill-mockingbird.html' title='To Kill a Mockingbird'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNkr-VC_oDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UCow-oao4SE/s72-c/To+Kill+a+Mockingbird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-6979047763050886390</id><published>2008-09-22T11:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:44:54.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfVecsc2DI/AAAAAAAAACs/f0njx_sTQ2c/s1600-h/DSCI0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfVecsc2DI/AAAAAAAAACs/f0njx_sTQ2c/s320/DSCI0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248898609799026738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaleb is kinda' the "middle child."  He doesn't seem to mind, but we can't help but notice how unfair this is for him.  He gets all of Josh's hand-me-downs.  He gets everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Josh and Sandy like a cell phone and an ipod.  He gets the Gameboy Advance instead of the Nintendo DS.  He gets beat up on a lot by his older brother and doesn't feel like he's supposed to defend himself.  He cries a lot because he's a sensitive boy and has quite a rebellious streak.  He's loyal to his birth mother - I used to hate this because he lived with us for seven years, but now I think it's great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's absolutely the spitting image of his mom.  Put a wig on him and he's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He likes skateboarding and playing basketball.  He plays Gameboy Advance and is an artist following in his daddy's footsteps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-6979047763050886390?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6979047763050886390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=6979047763050886390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/6979047763050886390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/6979047763050886390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/kaleb.html' title='Kaleb'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfVecsc2DI/AAAAAAAAACs/f0njx_sTQ2c/s72-c/DSCI0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-5949255687747362288</id><published>2008-09-22T11:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:45:08.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfQe4UjiDI/AAAAAAAAACU/t4AIQMBJR2k/s1600-h/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfQe4UjiDI/AAAAAAAAACU/t4AIQMBJR2k/s320/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248893119656855602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12-year old boy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Josh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  He turned 12 in March and he received the Aaronic Priesthood shortly after his birthday.  He's passed the sacrament a few times and is nervous every time, but keeps his composure like a champion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who can't remember being nervous about doing something as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's in 7th grade this year - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;junior high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!  He went to a school dance a few weeks ago and stood in the boys section, as 7th grade boys do, and ignored the girls.  He is wearing deodorant and has his daddy's long legs and skinny waist . . . a nightmare for buying jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He spent Sunday afternoon at our new ward in Orem collecting tithes and offerings and had a fun time.  He'll be going out on a fall camp out this Friday night (for Scouts), and our family is going to the Lagoon Fun Park on Saturday on a bounce pass.  He went two weeks ago with his little brother and Dad while I tool Sandy and Ellie to Bear Lake sailing and skiing.  Now we all get to go to Lagoon together!  I'll post pictures after our trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-5949255687747362288?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5949255687747362288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=5949255687747362288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/5949255687747362288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/5949255687747362288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/josh.html' title='Josh'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfQe4UjiDI/AAAAAAAAACU/t4AIQMBJR2k/s72-c/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-237084695919965777</id><published>2008-09-22T10:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:45:27.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandy Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfLzlaQg2I/AAAAAAAAACM/xA4wPnWblmE/s1600-h/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfLzlaQg2I/AAAAAAAAACM/xA4wPnWblmE/s320/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887977799615330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's my Sandy.  She's grown so fast it's amazed me. . . She's a whopping 5 feet 3 inches - towering above all other children in 5th grade except for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; boy.  She's wearing women's size 1 jeans - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;only one size smaller than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!  She's wearing a women's size small top and size 8 shoes - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 to 1/2 size bigger than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought Sandy the second book in the City of Ember Series - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The People of Sparks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(released in 2004) by Jeanne DuPrau.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Prophet of Yonwood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(released in 2006) is next.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I don't want to overwhelm her, but the fourth book - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Diamond of Darkhold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; was released August 26, 2008!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;She breezed through book one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The City of Ember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; in one week.  I'm so happy she's found a series she's enjoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her parent-teacher conference was last Thursday.  Her teacher is thrilled with Sandy.  She said she was pleased with Sandy's choices for friends and was impressed with her ability to help people.  She was worried Sandy and Tyler's break-up (Tyler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;is a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;) would be dramatic, but she said Sandy handled it seamlessly as she made friends with other girls who were "better choices."  Her grades were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Language Arts Composition: 97% (A)&lt;br /&gt;Math: 90% (A-)&lt;br /&gt;Reading: 99% (A)&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: 111% (A+)&lt;br /&gt;Art: 100% (A+)&lt;br /&gt;Music: 100% (A+)&lt;br /&gt;PE: 100% (A+)&lt;br /&gt;Educational Technology: 96% (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her average is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;99% (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm thrilled!  My mother could never have even HOPED for a good report from a school teacher of mine . . . Sandy is a joy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-237084695919965777?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/237084695919965777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=237084695919965777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/237084695919965777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/237084695919965777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/sandy-girl.html' title='Sandy Girl'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfLzlaQg2I/AAAAAAAAACM/xA4wPnWblmE/s72-c/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-6553475861696372690</id><published>2008-09-22T10:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:45:53.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie Ann</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfIN7ZF2EI/AAAAAAAAACE/3XAtjj5povs/s1600-h/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfIN7ZF2EI/AAAAAAAAACE/3XAtjj5povs/s320/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248884032330389570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfDM41i06I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zHsQvvUuM8s/s1600-h/DSCI0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfDM41i06I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zHsQvvUuM8s/s320/DSCI0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248878516906415010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's our little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;beautiful girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;grand finale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cherry on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could share all of the wonderful phases of her life with excitement and pleasure.  She has brightened our lives in ways we never could have anticipated.  It's as though all of our hopes and dreams were tied up in this tiny little child, and she has fulfilled everything we could want - and more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's in preschool right now with a small group of six.  She adores her "teacher" and gives everyone a sweet hug every day I pick her up.  She climbs into the car and reminds me to ask her, "Sooooo, how was your day?"  She then shares with me that she:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"had an eat-over,"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"played,"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and loves Robyn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's almost the same exact recital every day, but I love it . . . and I look forward to her asking me to ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; how her day was.  But at the same time it makes me so happy, it's painful to hear my baby growing up and moving beyond infancy and into full blown childhood.  She'll be in kindergarten in a year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We feel guilty ALL THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; for going on and on about how much we love her  because we know our older kids never received that level of affection.  We attribute this to the fact that we're older now (Brady's 33 and I'm 30) and we appreciate our roles so much more than we ever understood before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-6553475861696372690?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6553475861696372690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=6553475861696372690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/6553475861696372690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/6553475861696372690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/ellie-ann.html' title='Ellie Ann'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SNfIN7ZF2EI/AAAAAAAAACE/3XAtjj5povs/s72-c/NHRA+in+Vegas+2007+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-3486175404911689993</id><published>2008-09-16T13:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:44:20.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My aunt Debbie has been out of town for the past week and she's had me going to her house to pick tomatoes and raspberries.  My kids are in heaven!  Ellie loves the raspberries and Sandy loves the tomatoes.  I feel like I'm suffocating under the rising cost of food.  I spent $700.00 on groceries last week!  That's 2 1/2 times what I used to spend - and it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; like we used to eat better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-3486175404911689993?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3486175404911689993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=3486175404911689993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/3486175404911689993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/3486175404911689993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-aunt-debbie-has-been-out-of-town-for.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-8044042524357640045</id><published>2008-08-14T11:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:44:36.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palisades Reservoir &amp; Jackson Hole, Wyoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKR0WSKrSUI/AAAAAAAAABw/fFluCE8qxJ0/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 83px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKR0WSKrSUI/AAAAAAAAABw/fFluCE8qxJ0/s320/Jackson+Hole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234436593093921090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My side of the family is going this weekend to sail Palisades Reservoir on the border of Wyoming and Idaho.  Interestingly, its a fishing destination but we will be doing no fishing!  Ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We're leaving today and everyone is buying their own food - I like to avoid complications and awkward moments when someone forgot something or shows up with something weird for everyone to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The boating party will consist of my Mom &amp;amp; Dad, Brady &amp;amp; me (Josh, Sandy, Kaleb &amp;amp; Ellie), Clint &amp;amp; Leslie (Clay, Lance &amp;amp; Kyle), Austin &amp;amp; Vicki (&amp;amp; Carson), Elaine &amp;amp; Kolby on Saturday, Kalie, Collin and Elizabeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll let everyone know how it went with some pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-8044042524357640045?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8044042524357640045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=8044042524357640045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8044042524357640045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/8044042524357640045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/palisades-reservoir-jackson-hole.html' title='Palisades Reservoir &amp; Jackson Hole, Wyoming'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKR0WSKrSUI/AAAAAAAAABw/fFluCE8qxJ0/s72-c/Jackson+Hole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-7314952960928380928</id><published>2008-08-14T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:24:37.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie Turned 4 Years Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRloGbfKmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Q8GdHEY99wQ/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRloGbfKmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Q8GdHEY99wQ/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420406506433122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRlo0PYB0I/AAAAAAAAABg/vktr5oVeCaE/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRlo0PYB0I/AAAAAAAAABg/vktr5oVeCaE/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420418803664706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My sweet little Ellie turned 4 on July 6th.  It was such a happy day for her, but such a sad day for me.  She's my youngest - and always will be.  She's already 4!  I can't believe it!  We had a party at the Bergen's and she was in heaven.  I made her cake and even let her pick out the decorations and colors.  In all of her pictures she looks so grown up!  I remember my 4th birthday.  I got a pastel striped dress, Lincoln Logs and a pink tub of body powder.  I REMEMBER IT LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY!  I hope she remembers hers.  It was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-7314952960928380928?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7314952960928380928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=7314952960928380928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7314952960928380928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/7314952960928380928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/ellie-turned-4-years-old.html' title='Ellie Turned 4 Years Old'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRloGbfKmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Q8GdHEY99wQ/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-2543225784908587100</id><published>2008-08-14T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:55:29.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRipyv6UMI/AAAAAAAAABI/yr3x-HJkMrY/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRipyv6UMI/AAAAAAAAABI/yr3x-HJkMrY/s320/054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234417137048244418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found "Manley Performance' on tons of the cars and the races were amazing.  We sat close to lots of friendly people except for this one couple sitting behind us the whole time.  We were in the "family section" where no drinking was allowed, but it was pretty obvious this couple had way too much to drink throughout the day.  They kept dropping the f-bomb and I finally just turned around and looked right at them. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .the girl had lots of sweet things to say to me and one of the security guys came to calm her down.  She left before the races were over and we didn't see her again.  At least it gave me something fun to talk about later!  I can't wait until the races next year.  They will be AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-2543225784908587100?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2543225784908587100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=2543225784908587100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2543225784908587100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/2543225784908587100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-found-manley-performance-on-tons-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRipyv6UMI/AAAAAAAAABI/yr3x-HJkMrY/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052015382455051404.post-3710002511779278339</id><published>2008-08-14T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:40:50.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NHRA in Morrison, Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRfBWwcLQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0AAnLSV8neA/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRfBWwcLQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0AAnLSV8neA/s320/053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234413143804620034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On July 10, 2008, Brady &amp;amp; I drove from Eagle Mountain, Utah to Denver, Colorado – an 8 hour drive!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’d been making plans since October 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; to go to the NHRA Drag Races and we were so excited!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The drive there was incredible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The mountains are so vast and breathtaking that you can’t help but feel overwhelmed by how small you really are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We drove into Denver at about 8:30 p.m. and were &lt;i style=""&gt;so tired!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We spent the night at my Uncle Joe’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The next morning it was only Friday and since we had tickets for Saturday of the races, we spent some time getting to know Denver.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We rode the bus up and down this mall that was in the middle of the city and it was HOT!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We shopped and shopped and ate lunch at this really yummy (AND FAST) sub shop.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then my sister Kalie and I went shopping at an outlet mall south of Denver while Brady, Dad, Austin &amp;amp; Collin went shopping for a sailboat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ate dinner at Red Lobster and doggie bagged (probably 30) garlic rolls.We woke at 6 a.m. on Saturday, July 13th and got dressed for the races as fast as we could - we had all showered the night before.   Austin was bent on being the first in line, but we were parked on the second row.  Brady and I immediately set out to find "Manley Performance" on any of the race cars.  We walked for hours looking and shopped in all the little stores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052015382455051404-3710002511779278339?l=manleyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3710002511779278339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052015382455051404&amp;postID=3710002511779278339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/3710002511779278339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052015382455051404/posts/default/3710002511779278339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manleyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/nhra-in-morrison-colorado.html' title='NHRA in Morrison, Colorado'/><author><name>MelindaManley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17243045452570335627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/Szt4zRUwPPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1TvVAz1ah5M/S220/Sketch+of+Melinda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAZ2Bqhhesc/SKRfBWwcLQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0AAnLSV8neA/s72-c/053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
